The River of Death

People telling me
what they'd do if they were me
trying to force a
point of view,

Its this Fear of life,
And the fear of Assassins' idol,
Sneaking around
like a hidden knife
That's causing all to believe they know best!

There's no time to hesitate,
no time to contemplate
I gotta stand up,
We ALL gotta stand up,
Absorb the rhythm of their songs

Life is nothing
but eternal woe.
Death is the ultimate.
Death is the beginning.
Death is an end.
Death is,
the friend in the group that no one likes!
Death is, right now, my closest
friend.

This pain, I know will never go away.
It might ease with time,
but will never truly fade,
And,
with each passing day,
I will recall all the cheerful memories that we made.

I can't predict the future,
So I stare at the river of death,
Hoping it won't carry me away
to the land of the dead

I crave your lips... your scent... your company

I crave your lips, your scent, your company
The moonbeam radiates through the cracks of your skin.
I crave your lips, your scent, your company.
Starving, I prowl these empty streets, tonight.
Hungry for your sleek laugh,
your measured pretty pace,
the liquid sway of your hips as you prance toward
and away from me..

I want to eat the pale canvass of your nose
down to your chin.
I'm flaring with the need for your unrefuted skin.
I'll eat you whole, skin and bones,
like a savage and your lover.
Like a lover of the the moon meeting head-on
with your hot heart..

I'm a satiated beggar filled with your grace.
I'm a lowly painter under the arrogance of your face.
I'm a wretched soul on the brink of your mercy.
I crave your lips, your scent, your company.

The Dove...And I Died

My Hope grows like the contagion of
dandelion dust
So take me to the flowery field, no one knows,
About us,
You and I,
the heart and hand, I
die.

I don't think you meant to burn me
but I'm branded by your ways
Shake the dust, I have
to see the river, no one knows
About us,
You and I,
In the hive, I die.

Lead the way with your frozen eyes
I obliviously follow Further and further,
trusting lies,
thriving inside eyes so hollow
Take my tumors, no one knows
About us,
You and I,
Where you drowned
my oxygen, I die.

I felt up your velvet branches,
soul searching yet I'm scratching your back
Drag my bag of bones
because no one knows
About us,
You and I
and your murderous
touch...How I died.