Undying Man's Last Wish

To love...the love of flesh...the love of blood...

To dream...the dream of flesh...the dream of blood...

What lies beneath its eyes ? But sleep

And nightmares lie within their keep...

Ever so thirsty in its sleep...

Through every pore his dreams so bleed

Upon themselves they breed, they feed...

Unholy feast of their own greed

Their crave for blood they only heed...

And it awakes inside of thee

Cand crezi ca iar poti a iubi...

Din nou se sparg in cioburi mii

'Cause mirrors dare its face not see...

The mirrors of thy soul in shards

Lie once again as it discards

Orice-nceput firav de zi...

In noaptea crunta-mi iara vii ?

A living one among the dead...

'Cause thou in me the past and future wed

Is that the only way that love can be ?

Through this deceitful immortality ?

Have not thou just invited it

When thou her eyes by chance did meet

And thou did not behind thy door retreat ?

Instead thou offered her a seat...

But thou did just simply forget

Upon thy door the lock to set...

The mist in thy poor heart thou let...

To dream...the dream of flesh...the dream of blood...

To love...the love of flesh...the love of blood...

Last Man's Undying Wish...

Will there ever be some god'damn' cake ?

I thought...

I felt my soul was cured of thee

No traces left within the heart of me

Yet I was wrong...and wrong I be

Still cannot shake the thought of thee...

Damned I be, yet I still see

Thy face engraved...no, burnt in me...

A wound that just won't heal

Upon my heart thine eyes a seal

I delve upon the past, a glance I steal

Sorrow supreme, supreme ordeal

Know not I do, were thou for real ?

If thou not be, why do I see ?

If thou not be, what burns in me ?

If thou not be, just set me free...

Erase thyself, unchain my memory...

The past rules over me, cruel deity

Demands...enforces loialty

The present stolen all its gaiety...

A constant ake, for divine sake,

How much of this do I must take ?

Will ever have some god'damn' cake ?

Heaven is hell, and hell is fake.

My mind created thee,

Now I do clearly see,

Yet I know not what "now" might be

For I fear time passed over me.

Sinister Cannister

...of broken laughter...

Condensed in such a claustrophobic chamber

With fears and tears that our lives encumber

With screams disturbing our peaceful slumber

Don't ever realize the pressure that we're under...

...dream shall we ? caring not why Earth's not rounder...

Dream of Thee While I'm Still Awake...Wonderin' What I Might Think of Thee When Mine Eyes Sleep's Sweet Bless Will Take ?

Told've I how deep I fell in love with you ?

Slowly watched my feelings grow in me anew

God damn'it...why must I feel this way ?

Thy lips...thine eyes...my senses gone astray...

I dreamt of thee the night before

And with thee life a new sense bore

Much alcohol my senses tore

Thy smile has touched my deepest core...

I do not even care my grammar's right

Locked between thine eyes so tight

Swept away by dreams of night

Watched thy breath...thy skin so white...

I love this rhyme...the words shine bright

I watch thee bathe in dreams so light

Towards thine heaves swim in the night

Thy sparkling dreams...enticing sight...

A breath of thine...inspired an armoured knight

Pursue his deadly quest...upon thy sweet request

His blood thy touch heavenly blessed

His heart thy kisses laid to rest...

Ye rightly wonder...a girl worth such a thunder ?

Well, my coldest breaths this girl just broke asunder...

My ration sank beneath such utmost blunder

That I must dine in thine angelic slumber...

Break free of thee is all I sometimes wish

Thy dreams though such a perfectly served dish

To mine unsatiable love yet unbroken leash...

To dreamland I must steer now...so please ye... sshhh !

Are Ye Laughing ?

Tell me...oh so great ye gods of men

Is it fun to set the how and when

Our souls to earth's mud are to be sent

And the way our slimy lives are to be spent ?

Must be rather fun, while ye feast gross

Burping yet another soul the sky across

Betting I doubt not upon so lucky'a toss

Divinely spat upon a patch of moss...