Fear not brethren
Salvation is a sunset away.
Troubled and perplexed we are
But let not our courage sway.
The night will come and
It will not be a time to pray!
The night will arrive and it will be a time to fight!

Joy comes in the morning...
Or joy comes in the mourning?
While I'm drunk with my tears
Masking my candid fears.
Miles, I run never stopping
Asking none ever hoping.
Boy oh Boy, it's my story
Basking in misery.

As it is I barely sleep. (Weeping!!)
But staying awake weeping only to fall into a tortured sleep
I face it beyond control.
Sleeping is better than weeping and keeping dead memories.

But to me weeping is better than sleeping.
As soon as I slumber I start dreaming.
Let me not say the dream
It's my mine and mine alone.
When it'll be known.
I'll be long gone.
At least that's all I'm told
That I will not hold
On to this fading life till I'm old
Enough to make sense of it all.
My life will be short
And my sorrow so tall.
I think curled up in a ball.
Their arrows poisonous.

I fold myself
In case I start shaking more than I can bear.
I hold myself
My face to the ground knowing it's here.
I told myself
Embrace this, you are overcoming fear.
Mold yourself, I said.
Greatness is becoming what they revere.

Sell your soul and have lies to tell.
Hell awaits such who paly with those who fell.
Well, you can be washed in the Well of blood and be well.

The spirit is willing but the flesh is weak
If we continue this way, the future is bleak.
Be ye drunk with the spirit
Here we are drunk with whiskey.
Sensuality burning hot even in sleep
With corrupt minds open to sin
She walks in and contaminates
With venomous eggs hatching death…

I am that I am
And I have none to blame if I end up lame
I am not the same
My transformation is persistent and I've won the game
I have conquered myself...

I am a creativist
Words are keys I play when my guitar is not weeping
I swim in ink as I think deep
Drinking on the brink of slumber and words keep me from sleeping

The depth of my thoughts is beyond human comprehension.
I am more than a poet.
If you take a journey in my mind you will get lost
I’m empowered to create so I don’t think like the rest!

I will not die for you,
I will **** for you.
I will not be shy
With you,
I will shine
For  you
I will fight
Till my foe dies.

For what is love
But you and me?
Without me
You're incomplete!
Even if you *******
You will never compensate
The way you feel when it's me.
Insatiable desire consuming like fire
Burning your temple as you beg
me to come and cool you off..

I am
Nothing
But, maybe
A prisoner
Of my own Mind.

My depression is,
Maybe, a product of demonic oppression.
My incarceration is,
Maybe, a product of my isolation
What has isolated me
Feasts on me day and night.
What has incarcerated me
Feeds on my fears and doubt.
My confusion is a product of spiritual illusion.
My delusion is a product of my contagious infection.

I see what nobody sees
I hear what nobody hears
I know what nobody knows
Because it all passes when I am alone
Alone in the darkness
When light is scarce

I am afraid of the nights
Especially that time of the night
The time when they switch off the lights
They arrive to give me a fright

I try to sleep
But slumbers flees
I try to pray
But no words come out

What should I do
To make it through?

I am,
Nothing,
But a slave
To the unseen...

Lord, you’re my air…  
When I need you, you’re always there.  
God, you’re my fear…  
I won’t be afraid for you always near.  
Oh my prince, you are fair!  
With you there is none they can compare.  
Your voice I want to hear.  
Clearly so that I know how to keep you near…


Invictus Elfuric

Grant me strength
To pass through this valley
My youth evaporates
In decades lost
Trying to erase
Scars of folly
Fleshly glory
The vanity of all vanities 
 
Resurrect
My dead heart
Resuscitate  
My candid mind
And make me Regurgitate
The devils inside
  
My mind stops
It breaks
My heart races
It crushes
Overwhelmed
Exasperated
Wounded
By my reality
Which seems a tragedy...

Like a flower
I am wilting
Like water
I am evaporating
Like words written in ink
I am slowly fading
My sand grains wasting
And my time ending, down counting
With my heart pounding
Leading me to the very start!
  
I bereave
Yes, I bereave
Yet I believe
That I can receive.
Everything in Life I deserve...

When we started we could see
People laughed and we didn't care
Now we getting up there
We will holler that we over here
With our God our fear
We won't be afraid
For our time is not near
But our time is now and here
For us to be revered
By those who once jeered
At us when others cheered
For they could see
That we didn't care
About what people said!

An angel saw
And it cried woe
Upon the tiny earth
For He cometh In his wrath
To take vengeance
On the Fallen...