Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Tainted

Once so innocent and pure,
You're now a tainted creature...
Your white wings have gathered dust...
The time has come, my dearest lover
To spread them high.
The blood that you've been drinking
Has turned your wings to black.
But now you've grown into your skin
And have become yourself,
Now there's a woman in your shoes
And will begin your life.
Although you're tainted now, my dear
You have always been...
This has been your destiny
For all these centuries.
But in your tainted glory, love,
You have lived your life.
In your last moment alive
Take off into the bloody sky.

Winged

Black winged creatures fill the Western sky,
And no one below ever wonders...
No doubts about their purpose here,
No questions required, no fear...
These winged people have always been here
Present always, absent never,
Hidden away under layers of ignorance,
Under layers of history,
Under the earth itself,
Behind the dark side of the moon...
Around.
Winged creatures fill the Eastern sky,
And in their presence all will bow,
For they are innocent, and ruthless.
For they are dead and still alive.
For they are demons in disguise.

All we've got

Bloodshot eyes and silent prayers
Sent to a bloody sunrise sky,
Falling slowly through the nightmares
In another eastern sky.

Talk me out of leaving you,
Tell me you need me to stay...
In your other waking moments
Tell me you're coming my way.

Tell me you need me around,
Show me how much you care,
For in my last waking moment
I need a reason to stay.

Stop telling me all of your reasons,
Be the man you are
For at the end of every day,
We're all we've got.

Empty

Empty days and Eastern skies
Filling empty dreams and empty lies
No green in your empty eyes,
No one shall hear your cries.

Let the silver moon just shine
Over tall tops of pine,
Remember, your suffering's mine,
Everything will be just fine.


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