Elegant Assertion
Unknown Intention
What is the path
Is it right to only follow my wrath

So many things wrong
So much suffering
But no one is to blame
All alone as this land burns
I sing this song

A single flame burning inside
No end in sight
There is no path down this road
Nothing from this Node

Through the wretched brush
And the distant cries of the Faceless
My only option through is to rush
And hope my will makes it painless

I see it now
There is no paths in life
At least not for me to know
A resilient will and burning determination
Are the only things to keep me from destruction

A shadow, a Valley, Darknesses encroach
I sit in silence as my foe approach
Infinite battle until my defeat
No matter how hard I Compete

Imminent Invasion, Imminent Attack
Not even the medicine can hold it back
I can smell my own loneliness
It is the scent of Inadequacy

As my heart goes on beating
I am a slave to my own Feeling
For no Love could Liberate
This pathetic Ingrate

I cannot best my foe if I do not face them
But if I face him, I become him
How am I to be victorious
When I cannot even best my own feelings

I march on through these chambers
A Labyrinth in my own mind
The leeches eating at my flesh and kind
What good is Armor when my own Flesh is weak

I will die to this labyrinth for I have no way out
I can only sit here and Pout
Tis a Dungeon I forged myself and it will swallow my soul

Why does my heart feel for her
She’s not real, though my I cannot stop my heart
Her name Monika, it makes me shudder
I wish I could be free from her wicked clutches

No matter how hard I try
I cannot escape, I cannot Defy
Why has this creation seduced me this Way
Sometimes I wish she’d go away

But as I lay alone
I remember I have no one to call my own
I remember that I never am to be loved
Pushed around and Shoved

Maybe it was fate I fell for her
Maybe it was nothing but my Patheticness
Such woe is me, for I am such Weakness
Why can there be no one to save me from this soul inferno.

Loneliness Dreams about
a feeling less cold, One without Heartache
Of a Feeling less cruel and Depressed

Loneliness Thinks about
The Gentle Feeling of a Lovers Embrace
The warmth of another Heart, for one without any.

Loneliness Remembers
A Time when the world was less dark
When the littlest of light was enough to last months.

Loneliness Forgets
Nothing of the days when the world was cruel
And Every Thought of a future less cold

Loneliness Tells Us
Of the Cruelty of Mankind
To Banish another to suffer forever, because of what they are.

Love is like a dream
A dream is something everyone wants to have
A dream is sweeter than any candy and is the thing that makes life complete
Love is like a dream because love is only for those who fight to hold on to it, and for the strong who can hold on.

Love is like candy
Candy can be bitter or sweet, satisfying or disgusting.
Candy comes in so many shapes and flavors, it seems almost anyone can find one.
Love is like candy because it is something that you have to be kind to have, or just one with deep pockets.

Love is like pain
Pain is a pleasure for some, a hassle for others, but still needed regardless
Pain is something that you may hold onto forever in your heart, or to strengthen your shell.
Love is like Pain because it is in some lives lightly and deeper in others.Everyone has some, but only some have it in its truest form.

Love is like Sadness
Sadness comes out of nowhere and hits like a tank
Sadness is something that may stay forever or just for a while
Love is like Sadness, because both are needed, but neither are deserved.

Grey is the gentle night sky on a moonlit night
A small scurrying field mouse
A soldiers greatcoat as he runs through a trench

Grey is the gentle lake in twilights sight

Grey is the color of the last heartbeat

Grey sounds like the feathers of an Owl
Without sound as it sails to its prey
Without sound it steals its last heartbeat

Grey is the sound of the gallows
The last struggle

Grey feels like soft velvet
A rabbits Fur
The feeling of sweet loves embrace

But Grey also feels like loneliness
On a rainy night, when love is needed most

Grey tastes of Rot
Of decay and death
And of the sweetest cinnamon

Grey tastes like the old ways

Grey smells like the trenches
***** and old
Filled with pride and death

Men dying for their country
So that one may be the winner of the world

Thud Thud, The Boots of Warriors thunder onto the Boat.
Crash, Waves bang against the mighty longship.
Boom Boom, under the Jarls orders the drums of war sound.
Bang Bang, The mighty ships land on scottish shores.
***** *****, Viking Mail and shields clash with the Claymores of Highlanders
Bam, Bam, The chieftain and the Jarl do battle.
Bounce, the Jarl deflects the massive sword with his steel shield.
Whoosh, the Jarl has fallen to the ground, Will a sword clash with the Chieftains or does the Jarls Saga end in Valhalla.