night
overtakes noon;
as shadows take flight,
demons race past the overcast dune.
...
lockpicks tick
in the barrel
where the key should click
...
two minds click
cycling with a rythmic tick
two hearts unfold
...
the world runs rampant
dancing to the beat of my cries
the sick chant
...
to speak from your heart
is a true form of art
the poetry
...
the sun beats down
in the baneful rays i drown
i travel on restlessly
...
i am sorry for all the pain i cause
and the sadness my curse draws
all i feel from EVERYONE is hate
for my end i cannot wait
...
to dance with my blade
is to taste the hell that i've made
i sit scarred to to death
...
i scream into eternity
i hope someone will hear me
before i am lost and burried
before i can no longer see
...