Skeletons we hide,
Behind the laws we abide,
Hidden inside our hearts,
The evil goes deep and wide.

To keep the truth hidden,
Label others heathen,
All the stories are made up,
If you speak up, it's treason.

Here's a series of lies,
While the truth dies,
Upcoming new seasons,
Existence cries.

I'm angry, I don't know why,
Calm myself, I do try,
This anger burns me and I fry,
to calm myself I use a lie,

A happy world no one cries,
where you have it if you try,
this world has a pure sky,
I can't even believe my own lie,

I see the real world with my own eyes,
compared to my lie, it's a far cry,
and that's why I must say Goodbye,
'cause in reality I'm going to die.

here in the darkest night
wondering when will the morning comes
under this dim moon light
unable to control my thoughts

i think about heaven and hell
and the reason, they made the lies
and what comes after death
are we able to hear our loved ones cries

i remember these words
"you don't die as long as you're remembered"
and think
if that's the case we are already dead and gone

because now i know that
we are all someone
but never ourselves
remembered by no one

I am living at Death's door\
I wanted to live some more\
That is why I never passed to beyond\
And now I'm a wanderer at this hour\

I am killing at War's front\
Against my willon this manhunt\
I wanted more from this life\
And now I'm a murderer and shunned\

I am eating at Famine's dining room\
With a hunger that leads me to ruin\
I want more to eat, all I am is gluttony\
And now all I do is consume\

I have Pestilence at my core\
Anyone I touch sickens, more and more\
I didn't want this for anyone, not me\
And now I caused this horror\

Out of control, I'm not me\
An apocalyptic creature, a zombie\
Created to **** and leaved the world free\
Of this curse that is known as Humanity\

Monsters live where they make their bed/
Controling you while living in your head/
And some befriend you and help/
While the others want you to suffer 'til you're dead/

The monster is your own mind/
It's your subconscious, you're bound/
Behind every decision/
With astounding precision, its work is found/

Puppeteer in the shadows of the mind/
It's your instinct, making you blind/
In its grasp is your emotions/
While its master plan is being alined/

You wouldn't know what it seeks/
Our down fall or rising to our peaks/
Friend or foe, ally or enemy/
You're powerless against it, so to speak/

So enjoy the ride while it lasts/
And let go of your past/
Live in the moment, be happy/
The possibilities are vast/

In the darkness of night,
Where you see no light,
On this road to nowhere,
Dead bodies hanged in height.

I hear the crow's song,
It's everlasting and long,
It's the dead's way to tell me,
with them, i belong.

And it won't take much time,
'til I've done the climb,
I'll end up like them, hanged,
Driven mad by this rhyme.

In this city of lights/
The lights cover lies/

You try to live your life/
In a city full of strife/

In the day you see the sunlight/
In the night there's still light/

Where is the truth now/
We killed it, but how?/

We lie and call it bluff/
And we say life's tough/

We ourselves make things tough/
And don't know when's enough/

Teaching lying to our youth/
Every moment killing the truth/

This will go on for generations/
Spreading to all nations/

I had eyes but failed to see
What was precious to me
I had ears but failed to hear
The words of the ones who were dear

I had a tongue but failed to say
The thing that I needed to relay
I had a heart but failed to feel
Anything that could've been real

Empty and alone I am here
While death draws near
Thoughts of the life I could've lived
Crashes into what I had believed

Can I change before I die
Or will I tell yet another lie
Will Death set aside his duty
For me to enjoy life's new found beauty

Beauty only knows how to hide the truth,
We're all hanged from a cliff with a loose noose.

If we hang on we choke and lose breath,
If we let go we fall to our death.

That is what life is, a mess,
When choices end the same, death.

As for beauty, a lie to give purpose,
To live through this life's curses.

You get the point, nothing more to say,
And that's why i end the poem this way.

What i need and what i get
Are all the same in the eyes of the dead
"Pain and misery, life is suffering
People hurt eachother" the man said

in the end, nothing mattered
Bones get shattered
We all die the same
Ashes scattered

Racial wars, religious wars
People die or put behind bars
Ashamed of humans and what they've done
They say "the best must be ours"

wanting more power, their greed and lust
The other people pay the cost
They don't care, they do what they want
This is humanity in my eyes, unjust

Beautiful silence, I'm with you around others
Beautiful silence, I long for your when I'm alone
Because the voices in my head, won't go quiet
When noise is around me, you are in my head

When i was alone someone said
"There's no death without pain,
You can see it in eyes of the dead,
Running from it is in vain"

That kept me awake night and day
"Thinking death will come and it may"
Waiting for death to come my way
Fearing my own shadow all day

Trying to think of something else
Trying to distract myself
I am trying with no end
But my mind is going wild by itself

I think of life and i think of death
And think of the madness in my head
But there is no end, it never ends
It is the madness that I dread

I want the beautiful silence
I want the beautiful silent absence
I want a long silence in my head
I want it as long as I'm alive before I'm dead