One man fell, another rose.
One man gave his all.
One of them is now alone,
The other will no further fall.

A house full of spectres,
a mouth full of rye,
left out in the darkness,
someone will cry.

death was a reason,
tears were for show,
once out of the bottle,
these spectres wont go.

Close your eyes,
And start to dream.
Let go the world,
And float downstream.

Enter the darkness,
Now start to create.
Start with the land,
Then water, now wait!

What about light?
And how 'bout it's source?
You can't live in the dark,
Unless you want to of course.

Now start placing plants.
Think of shape, colour, size.
This is your world,
Make your plants rise!

Now mess with the land.
Do what you want.
Make mountains or valleys,
This is your jaunt.

Hang up the moon,
(or two if you want),
Then throw in some stars.
This is your place to flaunt.

Remember some creatures,
Just make them weird.
Some cute or scaled,
Or some to be feared.

Now to finish it off,
It needs a ruler (that's you).
Now if you'll excuse me,
I've my own world too.

Hear me thunder, hear me roar
weapons master, god of war
darkness my *****,  sword my *****
Death, the only paramour

Blood is the only common sight
beware my claws, fear my bite
no one will ever see the light
I am the creature of the night

Destruction paths I always leave
scales of steel dwell underneath
wings of rage and dagger teeth
gold I drink, and fire breathe

have you courage, are you brave?
venture then, into my cave
There's not one life that I will save
Challenge me? become my slave.

Its okay to hide in the shadows
its okay to stay in the dark
slowly filtering out the liars
the ones who broke your heart.

There is no way to know
how far you've really made it
until you see the path
you yourself have created.

I've learned to trust myself,
I've learned to hide the pain.
It's not shocking to find,
life is really a game.

So smile like you mean it,
Or someone may find out,
you're not so confident.
Just like me, you're completely full of doubt.

It's windy. The cool breeze of the ocean.
It gives,, a sense of beauty, in motion.
All is flowing, rushing and tide-
And I sit in wonder, dreaming beside.

Shells line the shore, lining and lining.
The sun is above, shining and shining.
The surf will speak softly, whispering in time,
"Oh my Love, will you deign to be mine?"

So I speak to the ocean, the Mother of all.
There's no other sound but the waves rise and fall.
Crashing, rushing, babbling in tune
Echoes the evening softness, coming so soon.

Imagine a world,
Of golden trees,
With purple skies,
and turquoises leaves.

See the fields,
Of silver grass,
Where an amber river,
Will slowly pass.

Imagine clouds,
Of diamond blue,
That cover stars,
That hang askew.

See a creature,
With emerald eyes,
Sapphire fur,
And large in size.

The world you see,
Could it be mine?
A world where you,
And I design.