The crystal ship departs
Leaving me, alone, on these barren shores
Dark skies and devastation
I’m all that’s left

Salt air and soot fill my nostrils
Making them twitch
The freezing sea water splashes
Against my feet
The breeze lifts my hair and calms me

Snow begins to fall
Blending with the ashes
Like salt and pepper
I lay down in it, close my eyes
Take me back to reality

We are driving
Down this never ending road
The truck as smooth as a ship
And in the dark
We are truly alone
The only ones left in the world

The road is light, and then dark
Then light again
But always never ending
If we ever do reach the end
We’ll find only doom and devastation
The end of the world

But for now, we are just 17
We are invincible, indestructible
The entire world is on its knees…

I love your warm embrace
In the afternoon
When the sunlight plays
Across your golden hair
And the cool breeze
Traces our bodies intertwined
And carries your sweet voice

Your gentle kiss
Is the kiss of a goddess
And brings the utmost pleasure
A height of sensation
A mountain of passion
In you I find my other half
A true mirror of myself

I sit on the bridge, legs
Dangling over the edge
Lit cigarette in my
Mouth. The dark, freezing water
Rushes by swiftly
The blistering heat pounds my
Neck and shoulders

Nicotine, heat, rushing water
Cool breeze on my face
Blue tobacco smoke drifting
Off in the lazy afternoon
All calms my troubled mind
If I jump will I be
Just another stick floating down the river?

I shall head, ignorant and afraid,
Into the abyss,
By my elders I am forbade,
Nevertheless I go, my head a pandemonium of amiss.

Where the blood falls like rain I travel,
And on my knees curse an unknown God,
Right in front of me life unravels,
The desert of the unknown God.

I am drowning, and yet I can breathe,
I breathe the water and the water breathes me,
A flower, a flower! Dare I believe,
Oh sinful flower, will you give me your seed?

I stare at him
He stares at me
His eyes full of gentle sorrow
His ears wagging back and forth with the breeze
***** coat and hooves remarkably clean
A sad horse is he

Jutting hips, protruding ribs
Large frame sunken in defeat
Standing in a pile of **** in the rain
Do you enjoy life, Mr. Ed?
Or do you want to die like me?
Can we make you better, Mr. Ed?

A lone wolf howls on a knoll
Intending to strike fear into the hearts
Of the victims of the night
A frozen, bladelike wind cut into his fur and his cruel
Piercing yellow eyes probe the plain
Blanketed in snow and
Reflecting the moon in all its glory

The three victims be
Children seeking the sea
Runaways they be
The lone wolf’s howl
Strikes fear into their hearts
That gruesome monsters will come to
Eat their body parts

And the moon is an orb
A white orb of light
That lights up
The darkness of the night

And the children will huddle and cry
Knowing that they will die
They will die of cold and fright
In the cruelty of the night