Not caring about this, not thinking of her,
Sleeping away all emotions I sire.
Look upon boredom's miserable connoisseur,
Wrapped in the undone by lackluster wire.
Seeing through through eyes of steel gray,
one shot two shot more and more
For it all to end I woefully pray
As I fall to the cold unyielding floor.
Here it goes again around my spinning head,
Feel like the living but bored as the dead.
Not caring about this, not thinking of her,
Sleeping away all emotions I sire.
Look upon boredom's miserable connoisseur,
Wrapped in the undone by lackluster wire.
Seeing through through eyes of steel gray,
one shot two shot more and more
For it all to end I woefully pray
As I fall to the cold unyielding floor.
Here it goes again around my spinning head,
Feel like the living but bored as the dead.
Revealing moods with a tender Caress,
Forming symphonies through delight and despair.
The brightest joys shine throughout it's harmonies,
The blackest sadness confronted in it's disjunction;
All emotions dance.
Through understanding the power of melody flows
Causing feelings to bleed through the air like rain
Ears ring with the sorrow's of the forgotten souls
For Music is the last escape for a dieing heart
Giving freedom to all who hear,
Enslaving all who dare listen.
Nothing makes sense anymore,
wholeness is beyond possibility,
imagined perfection worthless in its existence;
fragmented and distorted,
frustrations bursting from a crying heart,
desire shamed by this simple hopelessness,
For to find pure joy only myself must I deceive,
For these words are my only true reprieve.
What life is, I seek to feign,
consuming light whole for hopes embrace,
Forever marked with the curse of Cain,
too twisted to fathm joys true face,
Incomplete and shatterd lost for all time,
nothing will come from desire's hold,
my torture shown through dark rhyme,
damned to crave the strong and bold,
Of the second sin of seven do I tell,
the mark of envy, risen from those who fell
So speaks the Coward
Seething, raginng, full of bitter disgust,
Boiling and burning with unholy disdain.
Bending the world to what feels just,
Loosing your mind to hatreds dark reign.
I am the bodies in the river styx,
Quelling love and showing true might.
Only shown in the realm of Nyx,
I am the power in this fight.
Of The first sin of seven do I speak,
The power of wrath to destroy the weak.
So speaks the Demon
I see the light
Shining above those black streets
thinking and moving with life
unlike so many below
Running to survive
Running to beleave
I see the dark
Controling toughts
Owning lives
Cyber souls
no redemption
no reason to run
I see the city
I feel the pulse
Why my dear do you hate the night
and cower in fear of it s overwhelming might
you prefer to go in the light
under the sun so cursed and bright
O dark Muse show her the way
so she may hate the light of day
grant her your eternal power
and make it pur down on this gentle flower
My heart sits alone on an endless plain,
Forever filled with grief and forever filled with pain,
For i wish to flee love so false and cruel,
For love has used me like a worthless tool,
Hatred is the where my soul resides,
I see no hope on the other side.
Love once lost may be love regained,
But if this is so why do i still feel pain,
Thinking of her brings only despair,
To my worthless life love was supposed to repair,
Nothing works I am forever doomed,
To wander in the eternal abyss that is my gloom.
I watch myself falling apart,
Part hate part love its ripping my heart,
For one i am and one i want,
I wish for love that others flaunt,
sitting alone I see my dark soul
For love is the means but hate is the goal,
Its an endless journey, I will fail,
For hate fills me like a raging gale,
My life is some gods loveless ploy
forevermore I will live without joy,
I will be silent In my dark hole,
To gain true strength loneliness is the toll,
The promises of happiness are all in vain,
For my life is forever pain.
I am the Watcher,
I will forever observe love from afar,
I am the crier,
My soul cries tears of blood but my face shows nothing,
My hate sustains me,
Thoughts of love are beaten out of my soul by raging self loathing,
I am weak,
I cannot do this forever,
I am night,
The darkness of the deepest cave reflects the depth of my struggle,
I am undeserving,
I will not reach it,
I am gone,
Do not wait for me for I may never be back
Calm and pure as falling rain,
The beautiful macabre twin of day,
A refuge for those who feel true pain,
Where Hate and dementia come to play,
The moon shines on this gorgeous blight,
The sun cannot quell true force,
Silver rays make all shine bright,
I find myself walking this farmiliar course,
You children of the light will never know,
How to live in the night's powerful glow.
Follow me to Lysergia.
Release you worries and your pain,
Relax and slip into serenity,
Do not sense the darkness that follows.
Follow me to Lysergia.
Create a new vision of life,
A new definition of truth,
Forget your lover and her love,
You're too blind to fucking see anyway,
Let her turn to dust,
Follow me to Lysergia.
This needle is the key,
This corrosion your salvation,
This paper is my gate,
And this Acid your god.
Current Residence: North Shore MA Favourite genre of music: Electro-Industrial, dubstep Operating System: Windows 7 Favourite cartoon character: Vicious Personal Quote: What other dungeon is so dark as one's own heart. What jailer so inexorable as one's self?
So I finished my foundry class.
Pictures are to come soon
(I don't think anyone reads this anyway. I guess its more for personal record)
Pieces finished: 2 cast aluminum sculptures, 4 cast bronze sculptures.