Surrender is your only hope
my age has no device of me
while you danced in petticoats and shorts
I watched milk fall from my mothers breast

Be aware I am not a mortal man
for death walks with me and I call him friend
dare if you can to walk the path my human
for fires of camp are now light to my religion

Never will I trust
never will I rust
like filthy money
in God I trust


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

My dedication to the art
the burning I try to release
God I hope I have the time
for all I need to write

I would die for my art
and God do I so plan to
know for pity sake
I will die poetic and romantic

This is my life
this is my dedication
and I will be that creature
he who will die for his art

Even my children cry
knowing I do die
for the love of her
my love my poetry

Each poem is my baby
if anyone hurts my babies
they do by sin hurt me
for this is my dedication to this art

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Never thought this body would go this distant's
yet 49 will so do
and for the first time in my life
I ready to treat myself

But first I will praise the fallen
all my kin that never got here
I pity the fact
that I will never see 50

I will take what I have got left
and I will so run with it
to be a who's who
49 will do

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Just show's you how ******* I am a killing myself lol GG

My garden do now I tend
making my green fingers work
my growth comes with sunlight
like the plants that dwell in my garden

Time to shiver in emerald green
help my mother Earth heal
stay by her sweet side
and fight hard for her

I have much a right to protect her
for she is a perfect place
so blue her glow, my surrogate mother
I love you with all within me

I wish to take my last breath here
in lands distant from my birth
I bow and honour you
my sweet mother Earth

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

What of this ancient Egyptian tomb
with it's granite sarcophagus now vacant
who was the man that resided in here
was he kind and gentle or a monarch of evil

Was the sky bluer, the sun warmer
was the air sweeter from scented gardens
did he know of now forgotten cures
for all mans ailments, I wonder

Their marble epitaphs
was it a triumph of the will
how many slaved souls sacrificed
how many of those poor wretches killed

How horrid to be buried with your master
buried alive, to serve your king
forever more his servant
doing his bidding in worship of him

Yet now its just a hollow receptacle
empty yes, yet full of mystery
this a fitting thing
for an ancient king



By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The drugs they give to **** the pain
run now docile, receptive to his brain
no lack of lustre does this hero have
cheating death for nearly three years

This is a man found dying for his flag
another new million in the end could come
mothers smiles broken daily to a sag
no let up, no end to their worries

Disorientated most are
when back to banner and stars
no help from their sisters and brothers
looking at you as if you were from Mars

Some now homeless and forgotten
some made to feel ashamed
what was it all for
what did they gain.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Only for you I push myself
only you gave me hope and belief
to this desperate dyslexic kid

Only for you who saved me
I have become your acolyte
and forever with banner fight

Only for you, in the name of you
for you I am your poetic tool
your sweet jester and fool

My flag is the tip of the iceberg
I do now reveal my capabilities
I kneel to you, only for you
sweet glory to you
my love is only for you

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Many years I have painted pictures with Scarlet
she is my closest friend
she that lives up in that manor house
the one on Byre Hill

On Sundays we paint on the moors
in stormy weather we stay indoors
she smiles like sunshine heaven sent
I cherish the time that with her is spent

Her hair shines with Octobers hues
shades of gold and crimson
and I honoured to know her
blessed with her company to be in


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Some tar cried from the crows nest, man overboard

yet in fine winds and full sail, we have no time to stop

we just threw him a plank of wood and some cheese

as now the ship was slightly lighter

  

We waved with tears in our eyes

as he cursed our names as we sailed away

the sun was setting and we were forgetting

all about that rollicking jolly jack tar

  

  

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

It does not matter what you think
I do die disinfected of human beings
a regret of times gone so by
for mighty was the sword in my mind

Now we do what is asked
we surrender our noble swords
for we did mean to fight
on so many, on so many sides

Could we fall in ignorance
for we could not protect all
should not the manner of Earth
be given by the great stars of old

Some God's are pure infants
closed to the fabric of time
swaddled in comfort
in the future of baby stars

My Love for them
lord's of time
oh goodness no
they share a Holy Rhyme

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The jump, that big one
leaping into the unknown
fearless and free
eternally screaming freedom

Diving driving myself down
just to ache a sonic boom
sliding on times wings
with a bag of goodies and other things

I always hit the ground hard
they used to me the flying brick
I did say brick,and not
that mad ******* ****

Now and then I have to jump
back into the abyss
do the deeds and bleed
yet my wings can take it

We again jump soon
with sweet battle on our burning lips
waiting for the end to come
when me and my kin hit the ground


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I remember when you called me
I was at home listening to Mozart
sitting there enjoying my calm mood
then your light did shine on me
hearing your sweet voice in whispers
telling me, you will come to me

That was nineteen ninety one
fifteen years later you arrived
you did subject me to the test
and found I was
I remember the lights did fade
and you did bow to me

You did tremble to kiss my hand
and the rest did lay their wings
oh worry not little sprite
in words of goodly might
I am here in incognito
and with a smile said, well I was

Scatter, I told them
find the rest of mine
I need a head count
for I must not communicate
my mind is on other things
just for her loves sake


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Her tears are swept away
by headland winds so strong
and in this deserted moment
her heart pangs and longs

For she is the lost girl Friday
her hair sea salt with spray
for her never does come Saturday
never here, never that day

Looking fast to ocean blue
hope of silver wings on the horizon
she stands petite with wanting
to bear natures only son

Weather may change
but she will stand fast
for death to her
is a familiar friend

As long as she prevails
this world will last
hope springs eternal
yet even hope can dry

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The Blind man is crying by his door
can't find his key and can't get in
his cat meows and rubs against his legs
he bends down to stroke it in comfort
it hunches it's back with appreciation
not knowing of his masters situation

Nightfall is coming and it's getting cold
the door handle he holds is brittle and old
he descends to sit on his door step
with head in hands he slowly weeps
who will help him with his sad malady
he is a broken man, feels no dignity

Hours pass his memory starts to fade
midnight soon will take his hand
this night will be his lamented last
for when morning does come
he will have his sight again
but no longer will be an old man

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

She draws cold breath on this winters morn
dress of black silk and silver she adorns
one step after another tentatively forwards
into the clearing from ancient pine woods
ankle high mist dances slowly then parts
and faster now does beat her kind heart
only chapel bells chiming gently in the distance
would be so bold as to break such soft silence

This final farewell she knew would come
tried purging the thought when it began
but love lost now is truly honour gained
did she repeat in her head again and again
then from nowhere did he appear
the man she loved yet also feared
looking into the black pools of his eyes
she touched his cheek then commenced to cry.

Speaking softly kind words of comfort
would have no merit in this the saddest of times
for after this mornings magical covenant
they would of severed all that did bind.


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I watch their wonder so young
such a time of discoveries for them
watching them trying to understand
never should they stop
for there is so much to see

I sing whilst I look up to the hidden stars
so wanting hope and freedom to continue
for freedom is on the Poets menu
so wanting for freedom to little eyes
wanting them to live and fly without corporate lies

So I watch these little eyes and start to care
for what the sins of man does me confound
do I seep blood for my lips of maternity
as nations struggle with lies monstrous
yet I will be here to be a honest Human

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

I did plan a trip the other day

to a country not too far away

if by chance my love is there

I follow my heart without a care


My love will see me as all I can be

we will embrace under the kissing tree

our strength and resolve with heart and mind

will be magical, so very well match and refined


So I go native with wild passion in my eyes

I go native with magical spells that bind and tie

my love will see all of me

as soon I do go native


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Sing me to sleep
and stroke my hair
I don't want to die alone

If you want me
I know you will have me
yet please, sing me to sleep

I fold my wings
just take me if it is your will
but please sing me to sleep

You have noted my displeasure
but you have the measure
so just sing me to sleep

I can not escape you
you do so ****** know that
so sweet God, sing me to sleep

If this is my last life
God of mercy just
oh God just sing me to sleep


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Come gentleman if we must lets duel
take the false masters off
would you want to die a fool
pick up you're sword let's duel

I will make a bargain with you
if I win against the odds
give me the merit to write flurries
and mark me no more

Let the dust settle
and battle commence

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

You lighten my heavy burden
your kisses have melted my heart
I love you so much
my soul does shatter when we are apart

Your love has moved me in a new direction
made me see anew
when together we reclaim good times
and our romance is out of the ball park

Never a day goes by with you without laughter
never a night together do we not caress
I know you will keep that diminutive rose
in the cup by the side of the bed

As your yellow petals fall
I know you will think of me
when without you I feel so lost
as you are sister lover and friend
and I will love you to the very end


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By the time the fireman got there
the blaze at Cherry Orchard raged
and as they looked at the inferno
they knew not many would be saved

The orphans on the second floor were screaming
as the fireman tried to quench the blaze
some pulled out blankets
to see how many they could save

They lined up against the walls
with blankets held so taut
whilst their brave colleagues
with fire biting they fought

Then from the windows the children began to jump
it was catch, splat, catch, splat, the poor little things
it was a most terrible sight to behold
the tragedy a box of matches can bring

The tragedy at Cherry Orchard
yes it was a tragic affair
and me being a witness
well, I wish I was never there


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Production has been halted
as we access the situation
we are checking for damage
before we of Poetry carry on

We are far too gone
so in love with this art
and we protect it
it's our beating heart

All works to be scrutinized
all twelve thousand beauties
all I have done to her name
all of my wonder babies

I mean to live and die to her name
and not one or many will stop me
for before I do sadly die
my name will stand with Poetry


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Life is not cool at all really
not when you are a alcoholic
drinking at the cold light of day
drinking to the madness of night
thinking that no one knows
no one knows of your addiction
denying to yourself and others
that you really do have a problem

There is always a reason or way
that you convince people, hell not anymore you say
but you know you can do what you want
because you are always so ****** drunk
just look at the crafty ways you have
hiding those bottles and cans
thinking no one knows
yet all around you, they all understand

They see you for what you are
another head always in a whiskey jar
always ****** as a ****
but hey, it's for your art
yet knowing deep deep down
that this drug is tearing you apart
but you will carry on and on, you understand
hiding those bottles and cans


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

How suddenly you came into my life
are you so liken to me
a lonely comet in the heavens
did you know how much you would change me
did you my heart and love know
I am nothing without you
could not live without you
I do sacrifice my life for you
I do give all of me to the love of you
your command is the will I can do
You have made me fearless in my prison
I burn with the cold light of night and day
my lover and wonderful sweet warrior
I do always follow by bidding your ways
oh sweet is this glory burning in my heart
you are glued to me for never can we part
I know what you have in store for me
only you are the image that I now see
I am your loyal servant and subject
sell my soul my love now and collect
All I have left I push for you
trying to hold on as long as I can do
nothing else matters any more
as I will die so loving and close to you
money means nothing to me my love
all is just for your security
for your kiss means more to me
what will happen is what will be
I just wish I had met you sooner
you are my bond and company

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Such is the law here, I can not follow
follow the flock and swallow
******* so to a sheep
and die empty and hollow

Such is law, I can't abide
not as I have a universe to transcribe
the laws here are not mine
where I come from it's so much more refined

That time we were made criminals
the time made subliminal
the times that went by
and those ties we just watched

Such is law we few did comprehend
the laws of a new age of mankind
where if you learnt
even your gods you could teach

Such is law timed
timed by additions to rules
trying to please all
but truly only pleasing a few  


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Screaming children crying hungry
as black tar coats this land
I cut myself to use my ink
for I mean to jot all this down

Eyeless people smash their heads against jagged stonework
I sit on a dead dog to write what I witness down
all is lost as we are up **** creek
hope it's not down to me or those poems
those ones written with venom vehemently
those poems to commit suicide to

Planes are falling out of the sky like apple blossom
and our machines have turned on us
we were once the masters
now just slaving *******
one chap just asked me for a gun
so I gave him one in his pain ridden face

Never disturb someone when they are writing
I write that down as he slumps to the floor
the music of discretion is dead
and suicide our liberation  


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

My imagination runs riot when I think of you
crazy I am for the touch of you
this pain of want for you is impossible
I need you next to me you see

How I want you to cry with joy
as my love I enter your sweet temple
taste with my hot wanton mouth
the perspiration from your slender neck

To hold you close in motion of passion
in unison we make our bodies as one
I watch your lips quiver
as we look into each others eyes

At the final moment of our communion
you grasp me hard and shiver
as with a gasp of joy
my love for you is delivered



By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Tombstones do rattle
old hags do cackle
as the dead come to life
death a freedom from their strife

In testament they start to sing
the harmonious longing of the dead
bitter tears from summers mist
as I die smiling at you

Oh yes I am one of those
the lost and treasured
dead in the eyes of mankind
but to my kind immortal

See my hands warm
yet my heart is jet
know I live here in punishment
for truly I have blood on my hands

This perfect communion
the world can judge me
but **** them monkeys
for I was never one of them

So they sing to me
yes they sweetly sing
humans like you
oh do they sing sweet


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Going back to the dance of dreams
for that is the place I truly belong
butterflies and sweet flying maidens
back to dream worlds of bountiful songs

I am committed and very keen
to subjects of kind dreams
no stories of girls crying in corners
with tattered dresses of poverty

No more dark and dirge
I'm turning a new leaf
and if you believe that
oh my and good grief


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


By NeonSolaris
© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

The dogs did bark and howl, when Calamity did come to town
people locked their shutters and securely bolted their doors
no man was safe when she was around
for she'd grab a man by the neck first and throw them to the ground

She had a preference for the blonde shy guys
those with a muscular tan and sky blue eyes
she was a brute of a woman at seven foot one
and she would hunt for fellars to the day was done

Someone had to make a stand
someone had to keep her lust at bay
someone had to do unthinkable
that meant kissing Calamity Day

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Her scent is like the sweetest summer meadow
her windows of good heart and joy a pure duty
she smiles with radiate knowing of all
in her light she is dusting beauty

See her in all her might and glory
bow to your true and only lord
there is no incredulity  
when she is dusting beauty

See the shine she gives to the believers
the ones she choose for the curiosity shop
those fundamental creatures dark
and with chaos, the cream of the crop

Oh she does dust beauty well
making bank accounts do swell
but we are dusting beauty now
and we are sending her back to hell


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

This is just the start
this is the becoming
the star ships of his mind
now focuses on mother earth

I think the boy is really going
I think he is going to go for it
It is a smart decision I think
for his mind is in the heavens

Never will he fail to try
this kid wants to be one of the best
and he will I reckon go
I mean really go full out

This is a kid out of his P J s
a baby out of his pram
only God knows
what he has planned

By Christos Andrears Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

She will blow soon
her heart of all explosions
she will burn and materialistically mane
mad sadness her middle name

Set the table
yes set the twelve
let play the lamb
lets see how far the ******* go

Sorry but I am not that one
oh you wan at game know my name
I was never one of you
and god by her never will be

I was made not born
and I am her baby
her warrior
and loyal friend

I fight for her
I would die for her
and I know
I know I will

My love
her power
my love
never ending love

Yes I am still ticking
and not like a finger licking chicken
nor a ward of madness
just of the dark and sadness



By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

They are wild brash and proud
those sisters are brothers of mine
they fight from the same dark corner
never simplicity, much more refined

Goodness they know their P's and Q's
and with all this, do get attention
they are writers artists and musicians
creating dark and beautiful sensations

I adore them all, as I am no fool
for here the dark and gothic rule
yes the wild brash and proud
sing your songs to the artistry and make it loud


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The staircase is steep and cold
my moist fingertips stick onto the banisters
I so don't want to go, not now
my Gods give me just a few more precious years
let me prove my worth to your's and all
let me rise from the ashes of defeat

I will be your sanctification on all that I light
in your name in the joy and abundance of us
I cast 20,000 temples to our name
claim myself the last in the name to glory
and as I rise to heights never attained
all that walk near me I will help in the name of Poetry

So now I tremble for the love of Poetic writes
and do claim to do all in my powers so weak
to gain my energy, to get back to you
so with the love of this wondrous art
I ask on bended knees, hands clasped
give me the power to delight in writes


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Halfway between two heavens I have found paradise
she comes in beautiful packaging
her voice is of fine silk and wonderment
her frame delicate and made of pure passion

How crazy we are, in so much love
my two homes of my makeup at equal distance
here I write under blue kind skies
with my sweet love by my side

I want time to stand still
just for a little while
so that our matrimony well be complete
for my sweet love has swept me off my feet

Such passion to behold
no age, no getting old
our love is eternally wonderful
our dreams have come true
we fit in perfect unity
in everything we do


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I have met many angels in my lives
but met non as truly kind as you
you never fold your wings
your love encompasses all of them
I wonder why you leave yourself so open
are you fixed to being another martyr

What is this sacrifice you are making
do you think the rest of us will follow suit
I don't want one as me to die this way
why, brother sister make me disconnect from you
do they mean that much to you?
that you will do this unthinkable deed

March hares would make more sense of you
for my opinion is lost to the four winds
so be it on your own head
die for them if you want to
I will have no part in this
and no part of that.


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

My life did start in England
when pride did lay down waiting to die
just like the people now in poverty and despair
such are now the shadows now small in the ruins of our cities

The sirens did still sing of cold warnings
screaming that the war does never end
and in Eve's apple upon ancient tree  
in blossom you will find me sleeping in deaths arms

Yet I swim my way home
back to a country I have grown to hate
all my extraordinary endeavors mean nothing
in this hell that I call my home

Oh dark oh dark world
oh dark country so full of exhausted people
just trying to clamber on the highway of life
yet so waiting to be crushed underfoot


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Fifty five I do die
committing suicide on my birthday
oh how I love poetry
and how I will die for her

My death will be ******
yet I will not tell you how
for this poet is devoted
oh boy holy silver cow

By that time I will be a master
and not meaning a master baiter
for this is my art
from the very start

Worry not I always come back
if a young child again I be
I will tug at your sleeves
and you will know it is me

Sweet symmetry is me
with my perfect death
for I am that kind
and I follow my hero's

Always the last to die
for all wars I have survived
but I planned this my dear friends
in my hand I take my sweet good life

For my love of poetry is great
and I will not negate
that she did save me
and for her I do die

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

My Friends laugh at me being Poet
they have known me to well
then they go on Goggle like my brother
and they see I am no ****** joke

I work more then most saints
for I did come from higher plains
and when I am called the rat retorts
you know one called a Lord never gives up

Most of the time when I do not read
don't look at others poetry
it is not that I don't love thy
for I know where my commitments lay

Through thick and thin
through hell and high waters
their faces turn pale
as I push ever onwards

I really wanted to keep this a surprise
but some now do see and spy
my release is not an attack
but my guns are liken to the call of war

And my sweet Lord
you can never deny me
for I am of dread form
soon sisters and brothers, will win the day

I care not evil and good
I hid in my dark hood
come now the second part of me
to show what I could truly be

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I will hold the line
what ever it takes
even if loved ones
their hearts I must break

Oh this elaborate visage
hidden in a black veil
how wonderful I play
trying to never truly smile

It's a game plan, not made by me
for I am a creature of more dignity
they can tear my eyes out and make me blind
yet I still will be hidden, and will hold the line

The four winds come limping tainted
with accusation, there is no kindness
I implore them with this sign
that we all have to hold the line


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris




By NeonSolaris
© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

She brushed her hair in the mirror of time
looking at the reflections of what could of been
looking with solemn tears in her eyes
as her refection smiled and faded away

The ticking of her carriage clock
sent her into a state of pity
she formed a hollow scream
deep within her subconscious

She shivery melted like a candle
by the chimes of midnight songs
and the glow within her beauty
started to dim and die

She had been in the crossfire
the crossfire of love and hate
but she was of star stuff
and no one could dictate

For she held time in her pocket
and she made space for herself
she was a degree above burning
and her light was pure as grace

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Sometimes your mind can get cluttered
cluttered with many contradictional things
things that you have duties doing
doing it all in those dark days
days eating on the wing
wings that sing of freedom

Oh yes mindful things merit
merit the meaning of life
life, that if you think so very hard
hard enough to make it better
better for you and others
others that you should treat
treat like your very own sisters and brothers

Know it could all get better
better then this world is now
now that we live in a world wanting to die
die in peace because of us
us the race that killed Earth
Earth the mother of all our births


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I woke up in a pool of blood
I tried to **** myself again
oh tragic dark lord
you know you never die

Yet I dream.. one day
one day I will finish myself
I must make it
so ****** tragic

My want of the night
my last of the dark
tragic poet
tragic life

Assassin you
with ****** to you intent
master of nothing
lord apart of worldless wonders

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

In this perfect moment of spiritual oneness
when even in darkness I see the light and glory
I repent not, for I promised to break no vows
so I move in the wonder and dwell in dreams forgotten

I ask nothing for me or my kind
as sacrifice is a most sacred thing
and in this most uplifting holy day
we have prayed for this perfect moment

As we sing in our thousands pure
we know that we, we have to endure
mercy that yet least we are not battle worn
and so gifted are our armies in the arts of wars

Yet on this fifth day of fasting
I sit with the others liken to me
and with pyramids of silver
we ask for strength and purity

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

This incurable wave of unclean faces
parade outside my fragmented window
holding their hands out in desperation
waiting for the sirens all clear command

Above the heads of these unfortunates
grey skies are laced with despondency
whist I dwell in the tower of hateful things
my sweet brothers do wait and prey for me

It is far too hot in here
this is where evil gives birth
this is the place I must destroy
smash it's filthy walls to the ground

The disciples of war hide deep
in bunkers made of lead dense
an underpass to the towers roots
****** the last refugees of hope

Stand fast my brothers
for I will not disappoint
this day I do now commit
all I have for the faith in good

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Jesus was deemed a madman
by those ignorant Pharisees
just as the providence of faith
with no need for others just for them

Then when Baptist John bathed him
some of us did cry
some with me bowed
and in holy song praised

Do you at anytime
think you have amenity
do at one moment in time
think you gel with the universe

Life after death do you
life after death are you assured
for where I stand, pray hard
as some have time and faith

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

On the ship of dreams
the captain has been awakened
he rubs his tear filled eyes
what the hell and his servant says aye

There's a storm on the horizon Sir the storm
as he cries with ****** froth
move the ship straight into the storm you fool
he shouts as he falls out of bed

His ship is not for sinking
as he rushes to the deck
no god or demon of the sea
will wreak his beloved vessel

Head boy straight into the storm
he shouts deck side
sail straight and hard
right down that tempest throat


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

When the sun calls they will fly
for all that are made of stars
will look up to the heavens
then by grace fade slowly to dust

There be no screams of dismay
for death is a numbing thing
it masks it's intent
with words of comfort

When starlight stands
there be one liken to you
he or she will hold out a hand
so grab it and believe if you can

For some are here to serve you
protect you from hell on earth
to the glory of God they pray
to when starlight stands again


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Standing here in the silents of days
I remember all the tears
yet so much now has changed
and you Orkian deus
I mean to destroy you where you stand

I save most of true and hard
so you will not pass by me
no no my most hated nemesis
I mean to win my fighter
on my vow I will destroy you

My brothers and sisters are the faithful
and as proud warriors we mean to fight you
locked in war again
you turncoat
who I thought was a friend

Oh yes we are outnumbered
but sweet Jesus we have trained hard
and in faith will defeat you
for what is one more battle scare
this is vengeance for the children of the stars



By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris