Energy can rot if it's not given expression,
Gives way to rage and becomes aggression,
Caving on the inside only leaves an impression,
Till the mould crawls across you in rapid succession.

The Earth is swallowed by fire then chewed up by carnage,
The flames lick the world and then Gaia is tarnished,
Hugrgy maws of a beast to our mother we encourage,
Unsuspecting till the day that our collective nutrition is harnessed.

Life swallowed across the scale
Recycle rebirth refuse if they fail,
Reform and repurpose review a new trail
Revive and realise a line in the tale.

Energy is magic and vessels always transforms
A glacier to a blizzard that becomes a sandstorm
And if you listen closely you can hear the earth move
Life can just transform and to humans it won't prove.

All the things I thought I wanted
All the lies I told still haunt me
All the while I feel taunted
Seen the truth these demons flaunted.

The price of living is the pain of forgiving
The essence of despair dampens the spirit of whats fair
The devils feast like vultures carving man like clay sculptures
Kneading in obsession to create creatures open to possession.

In the end we are made as grotesque caricatures fiends and characters playing in an infernal play.

Illusions and comforting lies I lay with each night
Though these are my ties to this earth
These voices just hinder my worth
These thoughts just kindle my fright,
Will I be alright?

Paths how they diverge I lean to the left
Selling my blood so my hearts is bereft
Drop down I'm dead oh this bit's in jest
Frame as a joke before they digest.

Make it mean nothing, alas I digress.

Seashells roar a deafening melody
Seashells remember a blinding old memory.

The beach with the shells
The shells that lovers would carve
The beach has its tales
Tales of lovers that starved.

Unforgiving waves with rocks as sharp as knives,
Bitter winds howling as the sea fog is growling,
This line of coast has consumed many lives,
The sea swallows the sun and the night has just begun.

The darkest night for two souls stranded on the coast,
The night where the darkness whispers secrets like a ghost,
Natures truth laid bare like the naked bodies of our lovers,
The price of knowledge was admission into the afterlife. The Lovers.

I just do I don't reflect
My feet are moving on cement
I want my toes to taste the sea
I want my soul to climb the tree.

I just smile but I don't mean it
Acting is within my remit
Talk so much make them believe it
Lost my soul I can't retrieve it.

I just do I don't regret
These thoughts all day I can't forget
Consumed inside I'm left alone
I paralyze... I turn to stone.