Everybody is watching as my mind unravels,
two of me are talking, and one begins to travel.
There's nothing wrong with make-believe
when you're lost in misery.
I'm melting down this time for good,
and living in the memories.

Love is a curse, walk with me again,
sing another lonely verse underneath the ocean.
Holding hand-in-hand as memories drift,
like water over rushing sand, our souls begin to lift.

Now this time I reach for you I break apart for few,
never one for isolation until my life was torn in two.
The consciousness of something new, doomed from desperation,
if someday you are feeling blue, please send an invitation.
A broken heart is a terrible thing until that day I sing
to spite loves appalling sting.

Dizzy as a blemished work of art a hollow shell my soul screams
With wings as black as a raven, Cupid was perched on a burning tree
With laughter, he hissed music, my friend?
then pulled out a harp with chains at the end
The air became thick as fog slithered in
then Cupid began to sing

Once together now torn apart I am not your enemy
she was the one who broke your heart and cost you everything
So hear me strum my lonely harp and speak of your misery
Make your soul mine to keep and her life shall end immediately

With a wave of his hand, I crumpled to my knees
Next thing I knew he leaped to the sky and vanished behind the trees
With wings as black as a raven, I sing the song of Cupid
Cupid and the burning tree

The night grows dark and I grow weary as the bones begin to rise.
The stars reflect the witch’s eye as she takes my soul with lies.
As the wind blows cold through every broken window,
I stand in a circle, where a cauldron of fire glows.

Close your eyes and listen to the painful voice inside,
the truth you hide is written long after we all die.
A liar's tongue is bitten inside the circle of light.
Fallen without a home the circle of bones ignite.

Dance with me, she said. Dance with me through fire and ice.
Take a chance with me, my friend, without ever thinking twice.
Perched on the truth we pull through the pages of our life.
Watch her evil fester and grow as she hides the spinning knife.

Take the stairs near the mountain, drink from the broken fountain,
contemplate not drowning, then enter the valley alone.
Can life return from death? Does the heart need love to beat?
Swinging with a broken neck until again we meet.

Deep asleep my heart stops beating
I see a chance to break away.
Looking down at myself not breathing,
I feel no sorrow if it ends today.
What’s the point in senseless silence,
in my silence can you hear me pray.
Love like magic is an illusion of science,
as I march into the dark decay.

Fear and darkness in the tears I bleed
as I drift into a permanent sleep.
Like a moth to the flame with burning wings
I fly to the valley of sorrow and grief.
I fall into the mouth of a broken tree
then land on the ledge of a snow-covered leaf.
I heard a voice bellow from below:

Where’s the justice in a land of liars,
a knife is plunged into the innocent soul.
A broken heart bleeds anger and fire
as the pendulum swings, the heart grows cold.

Why am I here this is a terrible mistake,
last thing I remember there was no pain,
I went to sleep but did I wake?
I do remember a porcelain plate,
a porcelain cup, I ate and drank,
was it dinner that night that sealed my fate?
Amatoxin tea with a ricin cake,
what have I done, what did I take?

Sorrow is a shadow over those who are grieving,
begging for a chance to put an end to the pain.
Writhing and thrashing from the venomous stings.
falling in darkness consumed by the flames.
As we suffocate should we fight to keep breathing,
or surrender to sorrow and the dark decay.

We are not the voice to elect a king
We are anonymous

I am not the one you want to convene because I question everything
I am just a voice of honesty as degenerates overtake my home
Life in the wake of calamity cast on a pile of bones
It’s the new order of the ages, welcome to the end of days

The beast controls our lives impeding our ability to thrive
induced into a system designed for wealth, power, and lies
A price is paid for not conceding to an affirmation worth repeating
as I join the enlightened ones and wage a massive war
A circularity that deviates from its path is not a circle anymore

They will invoke internal and external threats
then establish many secret prisons
Slowly restricting the freedom of the
Press while surveying ordinary citizens
Chem-trails from government jets
will be dismissed as urban legends
Mandatory vaccinations
designed to lower urban intelligence
Radio-frequency identification chips
mandatory for men, women, and children
Man-made global pandemics
separated for segregated sterilization
Espionage becomes the new word for criticism
And dissent will be the new word for treason
In the name of self-preservation
they will subvert the rule of law

We are broken beyond repair, slaves for all we have
As they divide our families, we ignore another false flag
As history repeats, we are kept under control
But we are not the voices to elect a king

because we are anonymous