Would you burn all your bridges
live life for others not for you
be the main cog
in the new world order
lay flat on your face in worship
in the black onyx church of hate

Would you open the seventh seal
scorch the skies make ash it's land
drink the blood of the sacrificed lamb
call on the armies of the dead
with the war cry .....
death to the faithless

Can you tell Love from Hate
or even good from evil
in this corrupted land
could you destroy their cities
bring humanity to it's knee
so they would understand.

I Could, I would, I will.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I am in a hissy ***** mood
burning bridges killing fishes
breaking barriers
killing the carriers

Singing to the silents of wisdom
making secure our gains and recovering our losses
making it all good and proper
as I have some war to dish out

Oh come on what do you think
that a child made for war can not resist
I was programmed for battle
and really in any and all dark wars

The academy did train me
I was a straight A student
and I worked so hard
to be the ace of spades card

Oh mighty are the words
and death I fear not
for in your eyes if you look hard
you will find I am already dead


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

There's panic in the streets
cities fall into silence
it is time the thought police
put their helmets on
while the sirens drone Obey

The trickle of truth
running lost down the gutter
hiding the underground
from the Lords of evil intent
those that smile and wave their hands
kings of ******* babbled

**** poor political bandits
without a knife between teeth
the irksome kind
that need to walk the boards
come to our level
and walk the boards of Life


By Christos andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The tide does sweep in slowly
the ***** retreat into their sandy shelters
walking on this beach of serenading sands
now fixed in a song of another's command

The saline life bringer comes
and oh how gently is the sea
with it's iridescent light of the moon
shining on it's calm serene surface that be

It will not be long before her ship comes
so I wait for the signal from her station
as I am loyal to her opprobrious ways
and with my hat off I welcome her to land


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

My robot does not drink water
he'd blow a fuse if you gave him some
I built him from bits and bobs
gave him black boots made by god

My robot is shining bright
he looks so smart, I'll never take him apart
my own creation to enhance me
my computerized friend with me

I want him to be all that I am not
his prime directive, to never disclose my origins
thats why I made him inhuman
for robot's don't need oxygen


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

This morning I did see Julie
my word she looked awfully pale
her face was so vacant
as if she had traversed all of time

I called her name
yet to no avail
she was distant
as a static pylon

Their was no glow in her face
yet she smelt electrical
like you find on birds wings
as they fall to cinders to the ground

I wonder did she fly last night
when told not to
did she fly again,when asked not
did Julie dare to fly again

Her living soul was lonely
for I saw it on Waterloo station
she beckoned to me to her
I told her to forgive my invocations


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

In the garden of despair she sits
her path has left her to fall to bits
the way she had tended her garden
was as selfish as when she slept

She could have never know better
with such a grand teacher of fools
she was made the spore of evils and lies
as she caught men just as spiders do flies

Oh wicked widow of *******
noir innocents when your heart is black
you know when justice comes
the good will get you back

So keep your poison Ivy
for it will protect you only for a while
and when you are called to account
angels of light, will wipe away your sickening smile


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

In The Temple Of Forgotten Thoughts
they had all forgotten what they were here for
and whilst greenery had grown fast
the mould was now on their hairy feet

They looked to the moon in discontent
and for sure were to be hell bent
to tame this unruly land
by the pale glow of the moon

So they set fires of thought
lived up to the exportations
found they could be Gods
and destroyed their world

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Blood red is the water daughter
a billion cells on the alter bleeding water
dripping down from the granite bare
bleed now,you know the slaughter fare

Red water full of proteins
blood of an acid child
full of venomous endeavors
child of good and dark deeds

I am one of them
some think a demon seed
but far far from that
I am her wonder cat

Oh yes I fight with no mercy
sing to the four winds
in deliberate concise deliberation
for I am hers and she is mine

Dark tales and misgivings
stark realities still sing
as I am from the darkesd of night
with a sky full of stars

Water water for her
the child of the devils daughter
braking barriers changing time
till the end of many rhymes

No saber rattling
no cause without effort
for if I have you in my sights
then I will have your neck


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Silver is the knife that use to cut myself

here in this circle of salt, black candles alight

I speak the most ancient of tongues

calling to my battle harden and dead

blood runs from my wrists

I let it flow over my half naked body



I lay the pictures down of my enemies

share my blood with their images

and then with my silver ****** knife

I stab at their images cursing their life

outside the wind picks up pace

here do come the last of my race



One by one they do appear

outside the circle I did make that clear

I point at each one in turn

my commands each one will learn

I **** at my bleeding wrists

then spit blood on each one of them



They kneel to me

they swear their oaths

for anointed am I

by her of many name

now I send them as I pray

send them on their deadly way





By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Liken to a light bulb
it is starting to flicker
intermittent fluctuations of light
dying to live in it's fifty first state

The buzzing gets louder
inside it turns to powder
it's wants are all too late
changing to the fifty first state

Another future perfect in ideals
dashed to never see the light of day
this insular secret creature it creates
is pushing up daisies in it's fifty first state

It likes to feel emotion in extremes
always goes the extra mile
never shy to put others straight
this being of the fifty first state

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The slow tic, tic, tic
here all are poised
all wait and anticipate, that call
the call to action, that call to flight

In this room they wait
by the beaches radar sentinels still state
all is clear, all is safe
yet all still wait, tic tic tic

How many here in this bunker
how many have lost loved ones
within this dusty war room
all tears have turned to rust

Many wonder if this will ever end
will all be final if they surrender
should the enemy pierce this inner sanctum
who will be left to protect this land

The tic tic tic seams to get louder
all here are poised to the same dance
the word scramble is on their red lips
as all the phones do now start to ring


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

My love want's the whole package
not just me but a sweet baby Angel from me
so soon I fly to give her a supply
we both know it will be like us
yes a sweet sea goat
another protector of kindness

The gift of life is most powerful
the want incomprehensible
but never think of what is asked of you
asked what can I do for you
I am at a jump point soon
God again heading to the stars

Sing my winds of time most wondrous
bow the moons of goodness
for your new lord of time is near
yes they come, with a perfect career
baby angel yes dressed in black
time lord like daddy sweet witch like mummy  


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

She wears her heart on her collar
her eyes shine with purity of kindness
and she once smiled at me
with the kiss of summer winds

Yet I live in winter
I felt her warmth
the fact that I was not her kind
did not seem to matter to her

She waved in poetic extinction
examining all that was possible
and she came to the conclusion
that all that we were was lost

She filled our cities with water
filled our hearts with pain
told us to leave now
that mother nature was to blame

Take my lungs she cried
spitting blood like a hero
knowing that all we were
would be a finite Zero


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Whilst London burned
they did try so hard
with hands tied behind their backs
they did try

This political upheaval
lies between the lines
kids doing criminal acts
beyond the years of crime

This nasty situation
with thugs on our streets
this is what England is now
full of yobs and sheep

This Rat in black
has had far too much
if I had law in this land
I'd eat them up for lunch

Looters and thieves
visions beyond belief
I want them called to justice
before I loose it and grit my teeth

I will fight for my country, tooth and nail
No enemy from within, will take us now
I would face death before loosing London
and all good Londoners will show you how

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

How wonderful to most away
be nothing from nothing
to cry in stardust
like we did in the beginning

Do I fear my end planned
the 12 12 12 of me
the blood and destruction
of poetry I will make of he

To have love and hate
in so many bounds of reality
all the come what may's
and suffer all the banalities

Even my own
stars of my own
thought somewhat
she will not call to him

Yet pity me not
as I have pity on you
for I conjugate
with the last and few

I care to end all I am
the silly ******* without a plan
one forgotten of broken deeds
for who would need one as weak as me

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I had to go to my temple
I knelt and prayed hard
a prisoner to the flames
and I will not raise my sword

From now to ever I will push more
I will bust it, break it and destroy it
each month I will push it to my limits
so I don't have the time to get annoyed

I truly don't write to please others
that would be like lying to myself
no no, I do it because I love it
and I don't have the time to get annoyed

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

It matters not that oblivion awaits
we call to our own of light, when in despair
god them shadows on my lungs are so uncool
protect me as darknesses shadow falls

I have become indecorous and lost
god truly I am going to die
my tears have become pools
as darknesses shadow falls

Our last of the blue
my angels of earth
weep with me
and remember me

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Solo forever solo
my dreams eternal
my endless isolation
has made merry this way

In this vast ocean
star to star I do drift
giving dreams from my blood
giving driftwood a hope of land

Never to claim happiness
for so many are unhappy
and there will be no justice
till only tears of joy are shed

My saving soul
how I try not to cry
for all I want to do is heal
as I'm one that never dies

  
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I miss your kisses
I miss our communions
but I must watch the giants defeated
all of the soul taking mothers

She of many names told me to hold the line
and with tears of bitterness I did what she did command
because of her we lost the Landstrad
now I break the line of duty to fight hard

Don't touch me , don't you dare come near me
I am lost without my weaponry
back to the blood war, screaming a war song
for I have sheaved my sword for too long

Five Legions come with me
my sweet faithful
dead are we or soon to be
but we fight to the end

Stand fast my brothers and sisters
this time we had waited
we stood by and watched
for far too long


Christos Andreas Kourts aka NeonSolaris

He flies back to his Capital
the dragon black, is back
he checks his home nest
and tussles with his chicks

He drifts with the white clouds in blue skies
his tear drops fall like a kind and gentle rain
heaven has never forgotten him
yet he stills bows to her wonder

He Kneels and cries
for her he has no lies

We have come back victorious
for we have battled for you near and far
and yes I have returned
your dragon of the northern star


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

You beasts, you have ***** my love
made her cheap in the eyes of man
and the tablets that she learnt
you'd wished were burnt in sands

For more howling in the darkness
you persist in killing my kind
but this **** is your last ****
this for the sweetheart of mine

I will claim in canine and incisors
teeth baring full of anger and hate
that the heart that I loved was yours
but alas, I was far too late.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Her sleeve of silken web did drape over his frozen face
as she reached for the potions that for him she had made
she casts a spell of gentle healing luminosity
then with her head bowed in reverence she prayed

She asked in tears for her love to come back
back from the river dark and still, the river Styx
there had been no time when he left this realm
no time, his eyes closed and coins not fixed

So she went to the beach of mercy
and she danced on white sands of forgiveness
love was her servant and lord
and for that she would dance forever more

Her tears will never be forgotten
for that woman was a love of mine
and the tears she did shed
was justice to tears of mine

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

As the light flickers through the leaves

our lips meet and tongues delve

kissing under the loving tree


Your hair does sparkle in the suns warm glow

as I caress your frame gentle with the touch of an angel

I call to my own to consummate our love


How one of my kind, the last of my kind

how love is sanctified with a spell

how close you are, we together dwell


Take my hand my love

I will show you all my lands

underneath the kissing tree


Here is the silver ring I do put on your finger

know I mean to love her forever

this is my vow as I am not just any man


So we kiss under the loving tree

just you and me

I will love her till my end in dignity

kissing under the loving tree



By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The last flight was green on for go
yet in chains of conformity he took it slow
he was not one for ******* up
so ready to go the whole way

He fights like it was his last day
his mouth is full of blood
as the poor ******* lungs are choking him
but he care not for self preservation

He is so ready to go
he see's the pills
and all he thinks
is that enough to **** himself

He is angry and frustrated
cares not he is hated
just looks at those pills
and thinks f*ck them all


By Christos Andreas kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Each day she sings from her cage
a lonely lament of dire solitude
seven long years now, have her songs been unheard
is this how to treat this sad and forlorn bird

Sunshine filters through the paned windows
yet her cage is far, in the recess of a dark corner
she smells the blossomed air of this spring morning
wafting sweetly through the open chapel doors

Will her song ever be heard
would it be better to sing to the Moon
maybe it's tender light
would hear her plight.


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Oh my don't you have one ugly baby
you're brave to be feeding that beast
if it was mine my dear
it would be more then deceased

Really, should it have teeth at it's age
then at the same time
I have never seen a kid with six fingers

What dog faced boy did you entwine
to have a child with the face of a swine
do yourself a favour, and you just throw it away
I'm sure some other ******* will ******* one day


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Only those of war
those with blooded banners
only those angels of wars
only they do dwell here

This is the mind city of the Lord
his bastion of black and white
all that walk here are, I bow to say
are warlords or honoured knights

This is Hyperion, the city of the free
and who does make the rules here
who do the feek do you think, Neon
in the mind city of Hyperion

Matter not the gait of your words
this city is only for a few
and if you are invited
best show all of your soul

The clock ticks down to zero hour
ticks to hero hour
ticks to times keeping
to the mind city Hyperion


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

The gas mask swings from round his neck
as he holds tight his mothers hand
the screaming sirens call all the be prepared
it's down to the shelters all over this land

The wardens with their tin hats
usher hurriedly these London born
down deep to the underground
down to the humid stale and warm

All is ghostly for silence holds dominion
then from above they hear the distant drone
this is the unearthly sound of bombers
coming to destroy Londoners homes

In flurries of six the bombs fall
you hear them get closer
the ground seams to quake
as children start to shake

So this is war in it's lowest form
threatening the existence of the London born
some close their eyes and pray
with hopes to live another day


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris



By NeonSolaris
© 2010 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

So old and tattered I feel
so warn out and grey
I am breathing my last breath
to the end of my days

Will I be just a hollow memory
in a world of be or not be
should I stamp my feet
that I am not complete

Would death be a friend
call me a friendly foe
would he take me
where I need to go

Maybe he will be a comfort
maybe a good fellow
so maybe I will follow him
into the darkness of night

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

From the northern skies they came
to make peace they claimed
but the fury in their eyes holy and old
we knew that what they said was lies

Our control is everything
our worlds ours
we will fight to the bitter end
to keep our lands and worlds

None will touch me in fury
for I am that sweet tempest
I am the glory
that sweet dark warrior

Oh how fast I fly
taking Angels out of the sky
oh do they fear me
and most kneel to me

For I am the fury
of light and dark
and some dark nights
you will hear me howl or bark



By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The policeman tells me to drop my weapon
so I lay my keyboard to the ground
I hold my hands up to the heavens
and show him stars he has never seen before
I leave him dazed and confused
but I did not **** him with my poetry

I stumbled to the next bar and got wrecked
for then I had lost faith, my mantra was what the heck
I made chaos my drinking buddy
and we'd blow the worlds apart
Yes, and in the morning
we would find ourselves on the beach

Dragging Chaos is a pain
the fat f**k should loose some
too many pizzas and no exercise
makes Chaos a heavy chap to carry
yet I pull him to a bench
and just leave him there again


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

There is a monkey on fire
watch his fists beat the dust
look into his eyes
I think the fellow means it

He would love to tear you
limb by limb he'd destroy you
he's a rather angry little feller
that chap, that monkey on fire

Good God look at him go
he has just made a machine gum
out of stones and sticks
oh what a clever little chimp

He puts on a pink hat
he seems to like that
love is all he desires
for this monkey on fire


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Don't give me those old fisherman tales
you was with my husband last night
I want handbags a ten paces
gonna hit you with this frog *****

Don't tell me you were looking for your prince
***** you are old enough to hold a purple rinse
you want to step on my turf with that pitch
I will hit you with this frog *****

Don't give it, oh I an't looking
for I know what you are cooking
better find another pond to to get your eggs laid
or ***** in frog goo you're be paid

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

He falls out of his tardis
just like he usually does
he stumbles and bumbles
freaks out and crumbles

Time can mess you up
totally ***** you up
it can wind you up
to your spring does break

Matter and time
rhythm or rhyme
teller of yesterdays
speaker for tomorrows

He's a loveable chap
and rather amicable
but his history is dark
and a child of wars


By Christos Andreasa Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Posh shows her baby to the **** press
Gaga gets out her milky white *******
and all I think is of the new world
we are so ****** *******

As time resist saying no no
we push it aside for here we go
they pay more for a football player
then charities seeking world peace

This is the justice of the modern age
maybe I will be the same, be a total Runt
pray to God saying none should survive
all on this backward world should die

This world is full of *** holes and prats
it's November but the turkey is getting fat
yet children in 3rd world sh*t holes
will just be starving with no Christmas cheer

The puritanical plastic smiles on news updates
they will say with the Devil in their eyes
happy Christmas you mug proletarians
as they look at a black lens, thinking it your face

One by one my kind will wake you
look deep into your eyes to see if you care
but I know what will come of it
there will be death everywhere

Shove the whole lot on a big red bus
the biggest bus in the world
and burn it, burn it out
till all the cankerous sores have been rid of

Christmas is coming
the goose is a *****
and the angels of death
will be knocking at your door


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

She keeps my black wings clean
as I sleep in poetic uncomprehending dreams
my dark is her light
she sings to midnight to my sweet delight

I am her loyal one
that angel that got away
misunderstood and much abused
but those that do this, in the mirror are used

I was there at the start
I came through the ranks
I died many a time
oh yes for my art

I am the murderer of humanity
the king of verify filth
I can **** my thinking
in all the scummy lairs on Earth

Sin city is not pretty
not in here you do dwell
come my friends and enemies
I want to show you a true living hell


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Where's my dog man
did you run it over
tell me
where's my dog at

You ran my dog over
my good old Beanie
was like a pillow to me
now he's a flat dog man

I will never be good enough
to the standard of your lies
this sensitive being of kindness
I am this unwavering storm

Dance puppets whist you have time
for I will run you down
just like you did to my dog
so where's my dog man?

Where's My Dog

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Through the dust storms
they say in hollow voices
will we see sunshine again
and I tell, what do you think

They run up hills backwards
they don't want to see where they are going
just to higher ground
that is all that they are perceiving

I am a child of storms
the closure never mourned
I am pure as dirt, a warlord
of sunshine and dust storms


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

I stroke my cat three times
and I take the 39th
we know we are going down
boy,are we going down

Like me like I care for me
see how a lonely **** dies
read his tears of tragedy fall from his face
see the nihilistic poor *******

Sometimes I wonder
does this *** know his *** from his elbow
does he have merit to claim
can he truly walk the walk

He better be proper
he better be on his toes
for if he does not pull his weight
then only gods knows


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

A different head he wears daily
changing attitudes and beliefs
he speaks in many tongues
but he love's only one

Pretty when vexed
ugly when warring
one of Deaths bad boys
a creature of the night

He is capable of undying love
classes himself a grade A super being
he can **** by thinking
which he tries not to do, too often

Fixation is his middle name
when on one of his hate campaigns
he can be a nasty piece of work
this culture Chameleon

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I am feeling black
hurting heart attack
I break dust in my hands
so wanting to hurt

It hurts to be so black
knowing what I can do and be
I am a ******* son a a *****
in this mood in this black

I unplugged my phone
want to be left on my own
for I am a fearful *******
when I am black

I am a tactile assassin
murdering is my second name
I **** by thinking
as war is my pride and shame

Yes I am rather black
and you would not want me on your back
**** be will hurt when I want
for I am her warring black


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The petals fall so slowly
when love wilts and dies
falling with raindrops
to cold pavements they glide

I wonder what is living alone again
knowing theirs nobody to call a friend
is this loneliness that I feel
maybe time to pop another pill

Make me feel happy
you ****** blue thing
give me sleep
and the dreams that it brings

Yet, that is just an if only
like, if only I was lonely
truly to have no one around
that would be a day profound

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

As I fought the beast
the others did run fearing
but I stood with my army
and we would not buckle

It is not my bravery why I did stand
it is because of my faith so pure
and on this day of October winds
my faith and commitment is to Christ's war

Oh so goes peace by battle hard creatures liken to me
and by the cross on our hearts we will never retreat
for we have never walked from the battle
whist we do fight with the dark beasts

I forgive those of no faith
for they are not of mighty soul
they were never ordained as knights
it is our war, it is now truly our holy fight

I give all I have to this crusade
for I hold my lords name in my heart
and I will hold this pass
to the end of my beating start


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

It waits in the shadows keen
with sharp hooks for it's fingers
evil screams it's patronage
to this deluded figure

Troll would be kind to call it
yet this beast of London bridge
named in dark dire curses
appears when it is mentioned

I would dare not write it's name
for even that could call it
then from out of the shadows
would be screaming for blood

Determined hands and blood lust
would so make short work of me
as it slithers towards me
I give it then my last breath


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Nothing is too complicated
nothing less and nothing more
so then, when is and has been
have swept the floors
why do I sit and weep

All is purple in my universe of matter
and what matters is not to me
cheeky monkeys throw fruit at me
from the trees of conformity
so maybe this is why I weep

I watch as the poor get poorer
and the rich get richer
all I can do is look
seeing the fishes on their hooks
that's why I really weep

I can't help changing things
I don't mind being poked and prodded
but push me too far and I will promise you
I will change history with time
that is why I weep

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Remember when it all began

I was bent double in emotional pain

then you came to me

you held me and made me yours

  

Now you are my light

and I have become a destiny

you made me to be this way

so now I am your religion

  

You wanted me to be obedient  

you know I would die for you

thus it begins this slow free fall

all for the love and admiration, for you

  

I would love to shine for you

but dying for you is kindness

for without your love

I would be nothing

  

You are my number one

my last bastion of hope

that slender hand you gave to me

in such total understanding

  

  

By Christos Andreas Kourtis  aka NeonSolaris

I hide the pain as well as I can
yet I think no one could understand
most have not a clue
not a clue I am close to the edge

I have forgotten what I look like
not looking forward to tomorrow
for I am in a place I don't want to be
in a shadow play of sorrows

Hope lays bleeding on it's back
positivity just walked out of the door
here I sit dying inside
waiting to fall to the last floor

Oh unjust world
the cruelty of you cuts deeper than any knife
you have left me in the realms of despair
losing all hope or any care


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Sometimes a register the damage
my body still strong but parts of me
oh god parts of me
I give to the weak and broken

God I am her sweet warlord
the last of my kind
and I will reign supreme
till the end of time

My angels are always by my side
each with a flaming sword or silver knife
so mighty and strong are my babies
and I love them as their lord should

Darkness and light are my trades
I can outlive you all plus more then a billion days
for I was created before one star was born
and I will see the death of your star system formed


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The petals fall from my rose
and it's barren buds doth bleeds
in it's death, it tells me to dance
so I dance with tears of guilt and sorrow

How spiteful life can be
how rotten to the core it can make you feel
sometimes I want to disown my race
yet in the distance I see a holy light
and in that moment pure
this knowing gives me flight

There is magic in my being
I want to be a peace maker
and not a child of war
yet my skills proceed me

I surround myself with good
war is far from my thoughts
I do not want to be awakened
as my persona is a silver dragon

I sleep a slumber deep
deeper than a human soul
I will bathe in the goodness of man
and sleep, till that time I'm called

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris