What more have I to offer, what more have I to give?
what more can I be blamed, what more have I to live?
In these tasteless times of wasted days, how dark the fire burns
among the ashes of compassion, I rest; my time is done
What more have you to offer, what more can you deceive?
no more will you be blinded by the lies that you believe
still, still as stone, you move with wind no more
still, still as stone, your eyes have gone so sore
what more is there to witness here where time is always still
some more before the water bows down to fire's will
in these ageless times of wasted lives, so cold the darkness burns
with the corpses of my thoughts and fears, I rest; I rest as one

The black road takes another turn
the silence will consume
all that's left of your broken heart
arising from the fumes

The blood stained hands of dying night
and stainless sun of glass
smear their colour across the lives
the lives that soon will pass

So expressionless, the dancing flame
it will be soon put out
A raging flood of darkened blood
will join the storms about

Denounce the sweetest form of death
with life catastrophized
look at these moments flying by
your eyes seem mesmerised

Betray a part of your own trust
reflect the ache in you
your mirrors are bent and liquefied
like glimmering drops of dew

The remains of what no more remains
embedded and hidden deep
branches of your fears diluted
forever yours to keep

Below the thunderous wrathful sky
the seeds of hope still bloom
but the faint memories of you and I
are forevermore entombed

An enigma, existence, is fulfilled
but satisfied it's not
like the lives of all the butterflies
whose beaty dies to rot

Behold the sorrow in their eyes
the smiles do often lie
and greet the pain with open arms
can you make them gently die?

In dreams you'll find me standing by
you'll know you're not alone
the galloping tides of a nightly sea
where misery is unknown

Remember the end, the last of days
before you are no more
I see sapphire burning in your eyes
like a fire on the shore

Pouring rain, come and wash the blood
as purple turns the sky
and the one thing that must still remain
is your ever-echoing cry

Farthest star, O farthest sun
you shed your light unto my skin
I feel the warmth, the mildest burn
scorch the heavens, O fire's kin

And bereave me of my father's sin
don't leave your maker's deed undone
crouch beneath the darkness dim
inferno's weilder, the fiery one

Unleash your wrath upon the sea
upon the frozen heart of God
bewildered, lost you seem to be
behold the perfect moment, flawed

And burn till time can't carry on
strangle darkness with your light
blaze through ages, fire spawn
burn a fervent, blinding white

Orb of hope, do you hear the cry?
ascend to heights unseen before
bleed dry the ever shimmering sky
and set ablaze the firmament's shore

Reach out to me, and with your rays
touch my eyes that your marvel behold
unveil that endless light of days
my friend of far, and friend of old

An epiphany I had, in loneliness profound
and heard between the silences, a most sonorous sound
I felt the blindness fade, as clarity invoked
and saw beyond the curtains, beyond pernicious smoke

I saw what it's about, how life is faded shades
this beauty is a glimpse, of what the maker made
I witnessed death's unbiased love for all the things you see
a stillness hidden in time; a moment's eternity

Nothing is ever broken, for nothing was ever real
and nothing is ever lost in time for nothing is all that's here
behind delusion's tainted mask there lies the absolution
a mirror that shows the absurd truth distilled of all illusion

This epiphany I had, in loneliness surreal
instilled into existence is a God that is unreal
the way of all things is just as perfect as could be
and now in all my loneliness, I know what it is to see

All these colours I see around
they all have started to seem grey
the blatant petals of tulips bloom
shameless in the light of day
I blame the things that make me whole
despise the winds that roar and roll

I'm shadowed by my thought
and wonder when the night arrives
when tulips no more bloom or boast
the moon shines shameless in the night
still I'll wonder why I'm alive
and deny myself a worthy life

All these colours; they have no dreams
and so my dreams are greyish black
malignant grief like a venomous snake
bares its fangs and bites my back
time goes on without a heed
as I go on without a plead

It does not end, the suffering stays
I have become a hollow shell
a carcass that just will not die
my body once hallowed, now a hollow hell
peace has said its last goodbye
the devil stares with his evil eye

Yes I've seen the diamonds rust
I've witnessed ache of battered bones
I blame the things that grant me life
my scattered thoughts, and shattered hopes
I blame the thing that they call God
and grieve the death of virtue, awed

This sublime sickness rots my soul
this horror! If only I were blind
I blame and blame, all and everything
leaving my murdered self behind
But what's their fault? they cannot help
now I see; now I see, I blame myself

Hear my laughter, O dismal folk
hear the roar of my tides
fear my love; it has no sight
love does not any rule abide
and crave for light, my enemies dear
in death you have no love to fear

Bear the weight, and bear it strong
feel it crush your life
let it break you, do you wrong
and stab you with its knife
you'll grasp the meaning, hallowed friends
in love you'll find your means to end

Fall into void, it does not deceive
love has no reason to lie
bound by no chains, it does not believe
love has no reason, it cannot die
so ride my tides, my fellows defiled
and dive into my seas, sterile

Break the bond, the one that strains
let your passions rise
love is a poison, as soon as it pains
a vicious snake, in sinless disguise
now cry out your eyes, my humbled knights
punish yourself with love's delights

Now shed a tear for your love denied
And curse this life, that you deride

Freedom is not granted, it is a compulsion. Each of us is free in that each of us is a master of one's own actions and thoughts. If you are born, you are free. This freedom is the kind of freedom you can't run away from because it is always imposed on you.