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OF
RUST
do toi breathe the name
of your saviour in your heure of need
and taste the blame
if the flavour should remind toi of greed
of implication, insinuation and ill will
till' toi cannot lie still
in all this turmoil
before red cape and foil
come closing in for a kill
come feed the rain
’cause i'm thirsty for your l’amour
dancing underneath the skies of lust
yeah, feed the rain
’cause without your l’amour my life
ain't nothing but this carnival of rust
it's all a game, avoiding failure
when true couleurs will bleed
all in the name of misbehaviour
and the things we don't need
i lust for after no disaster can touch
touch us anymore
and plus than ever
i hope to never fall, where enough
is not the same it was before
don't walk away, don't walk away
when the world is burning
don't walk away, don't walk away
when my cœur, coeur is yearning
As the present goes on and the past follows behind
I long for the unexpected future in which I hope
That my life will be better is what I wish in my mind
Even though I wish for the future now
But I must ask myself
Will I want my future when it comes and how
When it comes will I long for the unexpected
These questions are but shall be awnsered in time
Keep the past gone and keep the future just that
A time unkown and knowing it should be a crime
For we should wait and see what happens
For if we know we could alter our fate
The End
I long for the unexpected future in which I hope
That my life will be better is what I wish in my mind
Even though I wish for the future now
But I must ask myself
Will I want my future when it comes and how
When it comes will I long for the unexpected
These questions are but shall be awnsered in time
Keep the past gone and keep the future just that
A time unkown and knowing it should be a crime
For we should wait and see what happens
For if we know we could alter our fate
The End
By Alucard Steiner
___________________
The river to hell,
The river to eternity,
The river to pain,
The river to beginning,
With the ferryman's bateau made of bones.
The water of flames that look so cold.
The moans of pain, which you'll soon join.
The wicked laugh of the ferryman, who knows of your eternity.
The howls of a beast, that makes warriors flee.
The river to the end,
The river to the beginning,
The river of blood, this river of pain,
leads toi to the dog, the beast in chains.
The river moves slow, pulling toi deeper in.
The end of toi life opens the gates of hell.
To flow down the river of Styx,
This will be your own personal hell.
toi wish for safety, but toi meet the beast.
The dog of three heads, that brings toi to your knees.
toi desire to run, but toi can never flee.
The bateau floats through the gate, to the beginning to your eternity.
Your eternity that ended,
At the river of Styx.
~
___________________
The river to hell,
The river to eternity,
The river to pain,
The river to beginning,
With the ferryman's bateau made of bones.
The water of flames that look so cold.
The moans of pain, which you'll soon join.
The wicked laugh of the ferryman, who knows of your eternity.
The howls of a beast, that makes warriors flee.
The river to the end,
The river to the beginning,
The river of blood, this river of pain,
leads toi to the dog, the beast in chains.
The river moves slow, pulling toi deeper in.
The end of toi life opens the gates of hell.
To flow down the river of Styx,
This will be your own personal hell.
toi wish for safety, but toi meet the beast.
The dog of three heads, that brings toi to your knees.
toi desire to run, but toi can never flee.
The bateau floats through the gate, to the beginning to your eternity.
Your eternity that ended,
At the river of Styx.
~
the world........
I lie awake thinking.
Where is the better tomorrow?
Why do we always find it at an instant too late?
How is it that the earth can misjudge it's caretaker's so carelessly?
Due to days like this, I can see now why Pandora shut the box.
It's a macabre assult we have just trying to live through one day.
Every heure is as excrutiating as the second.
All of the dances, composed par life and death, are filled with taunting, torturous reminders of what is yet to come.
We can't all catch a lucky break, we can only grin and ours it.
There is a black nuage which coveres the already shrouded eyes of our madness.
Will I be able to see that tomorrow when all hope is gone and no one will hold out a hand for me?
....as we live it...
Penetrates
At the core
Of my wounded heart,
Swallowing
These tears
Of my amer decline.
I reach to touch
Your atrocity
Once again,
Feeding this nameless fear
That pervade my weakened body;
Elaborating agitation
As intense as
Masochistic orgasm;
Pulling me down
Into my deepest despair,
With those eyes of pure lust
toi make me kneel
Before ominous desires of thine,
Lurking this prey
Before your very eyes,
Penetrating
As gentle as
Incoming dawn;
Burning at my torrid skin,
toi would l’amour to
Tear me open,
Leaving me down
With my bleeding heart,
toi walk away
For aye vile.
This is a poem that i wrote. I was bored and tired of being treated different just 'cause i like being myself and not someone else. Anyways heres it is:
just because i look away,
doesn't mean i don't care
just because toi don't see me crying,
doesn't mean i'm heartless.
just because i'm usual alone
doesn't mean i'm lonely.
i look away when something i see bothers me.
i cry when i'm alone,its not a weakness but what makes me strong
i'm alone when i don't want to be like you.
just because i dress different
doesn't mean i'm completely different from you
just because i act strange sometimes
doesn't mean i crave attention
i dress different to be unique,
i act strange to not fit in.
just because i dress different, sit and cry alone, and acts strange
does it mean im not like you?
no it just means i don't want to be perfect,
i don't want to be, what toi call 'normal'
it means that i'd rather be an individual.
just because i look away,
doesn't mean i don't care
just because toi don't see me crying,
doesn't mean i'm heartless.
just because i'm usual alone
doesn't mean i'm lonely.
i look away when something i see bothers me.
i cry when i'm alone,its not a weakness but what makes me strong
i'm alone when i don't want to be like you.
just because i dress different
doesn't mean i'm completely different from you
just because i act strange sometimes
doesn't mean i crave attention
i dress different to be unique,
i act strange to not fit in.
just because i dress different, sit and cry alone, and acts strange
does it mean im not like you?
no it just means i don't want to be perfect,
i don't want to be, what toi call 'normal'
it means that i'd rather be an individual.
Sooner ou later I’ll die n leave u alone
I never thought m nt ur frnd m jst a trash
A material 4 u 2 play n throw away
M just a pet whm u kick bt still it licks
i never knew m jst a doll 2 play wid emotions
u promised 2 protect me bt now m afraid of u
my hands shiver whn I type 2 text u
coz m afraid of ur rply
m afraid my hrt woud brk again coz I knw its fragile
I feel sry 4 those tears wich cme 4m my pierced hrt whn u spoke harsh
They fell 4 wrong thing
Thx for nt being cls 2 me ou else I’d hv cried hard
Lyk whn lastri died n whn jerelyn died
I didn’ want 2 b ms attitude 2 u
Wasn’ it lyk taming of shru
I promise u lastri I promise u jer suivant tym I won’t cry
Jst cumin 2 ya guyzno longer I wish 2 lv I jst wanna die
Tc, hope we’ll meet again ou else gud bye..:(
