You,
You don't know me,
I am a silhouette of a ghost that does not exist,
But yet you listen,
Listen to the breath of a simple sad song,
I could tell you a story,
But it would only inspire you to stray,
I wish that you stay on the straight and narrow,
But there are tributaries and animal trails to explore.
What you don't know,
That is what kills you.
So learn all you can,
Listen to this subtle figment of your imagination,
The voice of a lost angel,
You don't know me.
But I know you,
I've always known you.
There is nothing to lose,
But your mind.
So listen to this first crazed warning I give,
Do not stray,
But rather except your supporting pillars of reality,
It is the reality you make.
But your past is a different reality you say.
You're wrong.
The past has nothing to do with the ghost,
The voices and the ghosts are not reminders.
They are teachers.
For the only thing in your life that matters is the future.
The voices have died now,
Now the mist from your eyes is gone and you see...

Rotting in this wasteland,
Right where you painted me,
A picture perfect defacing,
Of burning kerosene!

Drop your lighter to the stone cold pebbles,
**** all of the spectral levels,
Wavering and never tame...

The only body I possess,
Desecrated by her majesty's insolence!
Her kingdom of soldiers,
Are forced to enlist!
The knighted sheep will fight!
The palace door's locked!
And why do you check the clock?
You know you'll never leave!
Her majesty is the ***** of living,
Yet she owns the only key!

The ******* behind you,
Captain your only ship!
Because of them you'll never know,
Your subjects fell to ****!
Bite back your pity,
While you bite off your own tongue!
Let the riots burn your city,
While singing my dying song!
May you ******* die!
Let you burn and die you ****!

And I will not be alone!
Doesn't matter when! Now and then!
Watching your heart turn to stone!
I'll let it go you you ******* end!

Her makes ties insolence kills the serpents dead!

I'm begging you end it!
End it!
Rise mup to your pennant!
The flag of the mighty will dawn over severance!
******* end it!
End it!
Rise up to your pennant!
The flag of those left to die,
Will fly for our solace again...
(End scream)

I'm begging you end it!
Just end it all now I repent it!
Will your dry pity allow?
I tried oh I tried!
I gave up and lied!
Her majesty shot through this unbeating heart of mine...
OH WHY?!

Why do I try?
I tried oh I tried, I gave up and lied!
Feel the bullets of sorrow pierce through this GOOD HEART OF MINE!!!

As the news soaks in I feel it.
My stomach folds and caves in.

The searing secret I held,
Was meant to know freedom.

I wanted you to know.
I wanted you for me.

But I died before that arrow left your bow,
Thrown to the depths,
It was too far below to pray.

Call me a ******* *****!
Call me a ******* gay!
The ignorant mass!
To waste and decay!

When you die with your secrets,
You know what they'll say?

"Useless!"
"Worthless!"
"A lackluster loss!"
"A step to climb!
With unopened eyes!"

I have no more secrets.
But now what do I do?
It makes my food want to leave me,
The urge to let this bleed unto you!

I loved you to lift you,
But you shot me just to bail.

I was to save your bent spirit,
Now I have no one to fail.

These secrets won't leave,
Theyre ******* in the back.

Tortured with hatred,
Until they break free to attack.

This was you!
This was me!

And this is you,
My only real confidant,
Sacrificing me.

When the seas cry to the sky
To say they've been fouled by blood,
It has been said that the rain will reverse to take it away.

Where it rains,
I have been there.

I have seen the black's glare
I have learned not to care.

When the ice breaks
And the darkness falls in,
It has been said that the ice will seal it in the unholy depths.

Trapped under the ice,
I have been there.

I have seen the black's glare.
I have learned not to care.

But I brought a cover from the storm,
A pick for the ice.

Because I am not there.
But I have been there.
And the black calls me back,
It glares,
It's stare spites.

So I must find a flame.
To meet the black's sight.

I have been here,
There,
Then,
And now.
And I plan to leave.

New sounds of grateful pupils,
They learn what they want as long as their attempts are futile.

Want nothing,
Receive less.

The veiled shouting,
Gets undressed,

***, drugs,
Violence, jugs,

It's all the same when the siren tugs.

Our age of the noise,
The followers of a voice,

Doing not what is right,
But the new dawn of our snake's bite!

Look at the strange child,
He hides in his hood.

Sunken like Kronos,
In a prison of blood.

Look now to the girl,
With the waiting rubber-band,

Aimed at the boy,
Who won't make a stand.

A snap is heard by a few in the room.
They know not what they witness,

They will to laugh to their doom.
As they sift through suspended stillness.

Then for the boy everything stops,
The projectile poised in front of his face.

He strengthens his mind while his mask then drops,
His fears are no more for his demons he'll chase.

Time is no more while he walks to the girl,
Staring at the place he once resided,

In his pale eyes hatred writhes and swirls,
Now for sure he is decided,

The flask in his pocket contains the essence of virtue,
The reality from a god of cruel taste,

Down her throat he pours it for he knew,
The purity of the righteous will watch the guilty waste.

Leaving the place he used to call hell,
Time returns to disgrace.

The girl then ignited and fell,
The boy goes to find new evils to face.

What a waste of a world,
What a waste.