My Cryptic Darkness

I want to die by a tree in the darkness; the night time can cover the ash in my eyes

I want to die while the moon’s still in harvest; or can the old man make it a surprise



As long as I’m greeted empty with freedom; with no scars to scare the angels away

Sometimes I’m in hiding my mind doesn’t need her; gagging the heart and stopping the fray



The whispers are louder when my thoughts are hazy

The taunts and the laughter, when they say I’m crazy

But what can come after, this past that has made me

the memories are faster, and the old man is lazy



All the Exiled please sing me to darkness

All the Forgotten please carry me home

All of the smiles please color them heartless

The sun it tastes bitter when you’re all alone



Sometimes I will wander away from my tree; the innocent will wonder what wrong with me

before I return with more scars on my heart; the travel has hurt me and set me apart



The girl is now laughing the old man looks on; and my sight begins to tie up my shoe

I seem to remember that my heart is gone; walking with angels and carrying you…



The whispers are louder when my thoughts are hazy

The taunts and the laughter, when they say I’m crazy

But what can come after, this past that has made me

the memories are faster, and the old man is lazy



All the Exiled please sing me to darkness

All the Forgotten please carry me home

All of the smiles please color them heartless

The sun it tastes bitter when you’re all alone



My eye lids are stolen she took them from me

How can I survive when I’m blinded by darkness

When a thing that’s so beautiful won’t let me be

The old man is taunting me….

They won’t leave…

Me alone…

These Dead Lips Smile

Come one come all

See the dead smile

And watch the corpses laugh...

Grinning at their epitaphs

The irony of life…

Is that you only appreciate it once dead

Then we cry over the lives we led

If only a corpse had a tear worth falling

If only we could walk through life...

Instead of crawling

Dreading each day

By the sound of an alarm

But before peace comes

We turn it back on

The repetition

The monotony

Life's frustration

Comes from a desire

To be free

But how can we feel

With obligations so real

Never trusting that

Happiness is our struggle

If only we had the strength to choose

Instead of being weak with trouble

Let the fears fade away

Turn your back on a cloudy day

Stare at the faces

Of your children full of light

Try and remember

The dark starless night

A time long before

You painted the sky

With lifeless junk

And whitened scars

Clouded the heavens

With bad memories

And smoked out bars

Drifting scenery

And brand new cars

Really have we come this far?

Just to be the plastic liar?

With hair plugs and Botox

Prostitution and crack rocks

All the gold inside fort knox

Could not stop your internal clock

From progressing onward

Right up until the very end

Then you'll see the truth my friend

All that comes with you...

Is your sin...

And that is why all these

Dead lips grin