Requiem for a dream,
A dream of bettering oneself,
A dream of freeing oneself from the cycle of poverty,
Cruelly woken by Debt’s chains,
Heavier than before.
The ladder kicked away,
Cruelly, swiftly they kick it away!
Goodbye Judas,
Was the 30 pieces of silver worth your honour,
You rob the hope of a better tommorow with a wave of your hand,
Your betrayal ,your lies,
Your words and deeds are the rope on which you will hang!
Requiem for a dream, laid low in the cold.

Life is but a stopping place,
A pause in what’s to be,
A resting place along the road,
to sweet eternity.
We all have different journeys,
Different paths along the way,
We all were meant to learn some things,
but never meant to stay…

Our destination is a place,
Far greater than we know.
For some the journey’s quicker,
For some the journey’s slow.
And when the journey finally ends,
We’ll claim a great reward,
And find an everlasting peace,
Together with the lord

In the other gardens
And all up the vale,
From the autumn bonfires
See the smoke trail!

Pleasant summer over
And all the summer flowers,
The red fire blazes,
The grey smoke towers.

Sing a song of seasons!
Something bright in all!
Flowers in the summer,
Fires in the fall!

Outside tonight it's bitter cold
The rain reflects the dim fading light
This loneliness is growing old
I'm all alone on this cold night

The wind is howling and blowing fast
Trees are swaying, quite a sight
I sit here hoping this won't last
Still alone on this cold night

My heart and soul are empty
It doesn't feel quite right
There is no one here but me
Here alone on this cold night

Seems like these feelings will never leave me
I suppose it's possible someday they might
But it seems to me I'm doomed to be
Forever alone, on this cold night

He laid her on the table.
So white clean and bare.
His forehead wet with beads of sweat.
He rubbed her gently everywhere.

He touched her neck and then caressed her breast.
And then drooling, felt her thigh.
The skin was wet and all was set,
He gave out a joyous cry.

The hole was wide...he looked inside.
All was dark and murky.
He rubbed his hands and stretched his arms...
And then he stuffed the turkey.

All my dreams have withered and died.
For this is the truth I can no longer hide.
I was left with nothing but the thoughts in my head.
And the painful memories, of sorrow and dread.

I hear all the voices form the mistakes that I’ve made.
All these regrets that I have long age paid.
Pain dwells where the eye cannot see.
A broken heart, a broken love.

The tortured cries of passion,
the bodies pain of lust,
the sticky juices of your love,
pure ecstacy in your touch.

Your sensual caress to my body,
the moist feeling of your lips,
given pleasure brought on in love
enlightened by your kiss.

My love, you are my ecstacy.
My heat, my sweat, my passion.
We belong within each other,
our souls, forever fastened.