I crawled from the darkest cave
Once a slave
People are going to die
I shall let them die undignified in their graves
You blame yourself for this
You lack clarity
We have the same similarities
Look into my eyes
Does this look anything too alright?
Fear not
For tonight
For we live life freely
Convert the weak
And out their chastity
It’s our destiny
Let our *******
Lust for calamity
We dry out charity
For beverages of intoxication
Wild flowers for hallucination
No serenity
Just amusement
Of lucid insanity
I can still remember
As an infant
The cries of others
I hated it
I wanted to destroy it
But deep down
I wanted more
I wanted to hear them suffering
I wanted to be king
To be unseen
And then rise like a god!
Let my rain of terror begin
Here I am!
A nightmare comes true
I’m beyond any being with power
I am GOD!
Stand in my way
Every
Man
Woman and
Child
Will die
This is my world
You will never leave it
After death
I will remain to rule over you
You’re mines for the keeps
Don’t sleep
Reality is your nightmare
I’m first in line
No way hell I’m going to die
So don’t even try!
I want you to cry!
Suffer greatly!
I soon woke up remembering…


That I’m still chain to this oppressed floor
Truly... a dream to a nightmare

Sleep my dearest child
Stop lying to yourself
And stop living in denial
From the day you left the womb
The white angel
Protected you, saved you from horror
Shield your eyes from the martyrs
He had a plan for you
We waited for you
We suffer for you
They rise from hells doors
The infant
How he laid on the floor
He saw us drown in our disparity
Fight to be on top
And let the others die at the bottom
He wanted more
As the heavens cried
Our feathers fell one by one
We saw the people drink the poison
We were once the voice of reason
Not us!
They needed someone
Your were best known
You frighten the smell of brimstone
Your brown hair
Your skin
Not like the others
He loved and cared
  Like a mother & father
Protecting us
Glowing like a ray of sunshine
Guarded us with a golden white halo
Wrapped around his vines
We slept and dreamed peacefully
We new his name
They did not care
They had no shame
They felt his wrath
They lost the game
He forgave them
We no longer lived in pain
Our beautiful dream
Became a nightmare
Now tortured on his torn crown
He weeps because he’s our
Friend
We cry this is the end
High upon the sky
Glowing angrily
Once a true beauty
Now cold & dead
Left behind
His last words,
Sleep my dearest children
It’s time to stop crying
My love for you is large like the ocean
Life is filled with terrible notions
Goodbye & farewell
I might be dead, but life is not over.

As our life’s
Sinks away
My motive to bring you back home
Become’s lesser and lesser
Oh, lord
Would we end up together?
This lifeless life
Disappears as the
Dust is carried away
Within the winds
Of these heartless memories

Will you come back home?
When the waterfall
Is finally dry
Across the sea
I seek a land with pearls of
Glorious textures
For something I shall bring back
One day we will remember
For now we have to wait and see

With lose endings
A hope of fulfillment
Closure from flying angels
As the moon shines
Down upon me
I grab the sky to
See something faithful
Only a dream
Can bring us together
As men fall in line
Open opportunity
Fall back into my arms
I still wait on this hill
Across this fear that I
Feel
I see a light streaming across me
Surrounded by the dark and
Terrifying ocean
Wait
Just give me one last gaze


This home is what still remains
New or broken
It’s always going to be the same
Please stay forever

Covered in silence
I shall return home
No flood of fear will hold
Me back
Through the sea of blood
I shall return dead

Pardon my word; understand me that life is covered in a dark veil of ominous textures
Enough with life long lectures
No time for adventures
It’s time to catcher

No time to fail, the past is dead
No words can be said
Inside my eyes spells red
Father said, no words to be plead

Pardon my word; understand me that life treasures are far from the ordinary, go ahead and smile. When you realize that you’re a traitor, I've called the dealer
Life is such a cheater

Cry all you want, no one will ever hear you

Pardon my word; understand me you have no freedom

Out of this mind
I try to shine
You think it might be fine
My life feels decline
When someone you loved and cared
Feels like a shadow and I’m feeling despaired
With great accomplishment opens to opportunities
But all that can be ended and then the afterlife I feel descended.
I come across your path without knowing who you are, but I wish I had a chance to meet you.
I can not judge you by your cover, but you’re like me
With this red beating heart we carry
I’m sorry you life was short ended
But one day we will meet
Like saying, life has never ended
I only new the idea of you
But I in all honesty I care
I care because you’re my brother
If not related then I say, your story has never ended
I picture us laughing, crying, trying, and surviving
To put this to an end, rest in peace my friend, life is full of ends, but loving and caring is worth trying & dying.

Religion, such a wonderful enlightenment, but
Sadly its an idea that sit’s in the cold
Corners of reality.
Madly I search for answers on Jesus's death
A man with the power to change a person’s life
And the way they think
Come to my understanding
He died for our sins
Could that really be the truth?
The only evidence’s we have is a book that say’s, he died for our sins and world wide group saying the same thing.
What if there was more to the story?
I tell you,
Open your perception
Paint a mental picture
I promise you
I left this body through astral projection
Searching for an answer
Through a lifeless body
My soul comes across a light
With a story to tell
A story
That changes your trend of thoughts
A story from the time man could stand
Where a winged man landed
On the ground and said, I give you an idea that will change
This life from the moment I tell you.
When religion was created
The sky was beautiful
Never in my mind would I think this image would change
Into an disaster
People are being controlled by an evil master
This idea was over thrown
By the greed of men & women
Trying control everything
In sight
What happens when you have everything?
As the story goes, the day Jesus was born
Everything would change, but what if that idea
Was to change?
What if Jesus death was planned the day he left the womb?
It’s nature to feel envy towards someone with more power than you.
Jesus never lived in a church like castle, like religion does in this present day.
The man lived in a hut and slept on a rug
While high priestess slept in rooms that’s worth enough
To feed the needy for a decay.
If you look at the man he never had big robe’s like the pope does. He spent most of his life in rags and wearing sandals.  
The man ate with a wooden spoon and a wooden plate
While the church ate with sliver spoon & forks
And golden plates.
Jesus never needed a church to preach
He would just stand or sit somewhere and begin to reach out.
With religion, why do we need a castle like church to spread the gospel of Jesus if we can hear it from the corner of a street or anywhere in general?
Isn't the idea sacred?
Not the place?

Since the beginning of Men & Women
Of a sick twisted land of an epidemic
That seizes the blood of our children
For a key way to life
As it devours the bones of our young
For structure and attention
As it takes away their skin for beauty and perfection
This abomination is left without starvation
Born into a world
Not knowing of my consequences
Oh lord, why was I deemed to die?
If ever an opportunity
Maybe I could have done something
With my life.
As I watched mothers cry
As I watched fathers die
Left as child
In a ideological vision
Of I’m not blue, white, and yellow
I am not civil
More likely to be evil
Sadly I am waste of desire
Left to burn on fire
It’s crazy to wake up
In the
Bright sunny morning
To betaken away
Left to cry and left with so many worries
It’s been so long that I've seen
The ones I love
Secluded in a land of no returns
As my veins are left with remorse
My soul is torn away from me
As I’m punished everyday
Am I alive or am I dead
Days pass
Months feel like years
But this hour feels the same
I stare at the sky
As I watch angels just stand there
Let alone, I’m consumed
By a dark cloud
Drenched in my tears of crimson
My prayers are yet to be heard from this imprisonment
It’s hard to sleep
When so many voices
Are yelling and telling me
Live, but it’s so hard to hear
When the digesting sound of death
Is calling me to **** myself
This land is a wasteland
A field of unmarked graveyards
Where souls are kidnapped
Where a savior doesn’t exist
My life is on the bottom of this list
It’s hard to live a life
When I’m labeled
How I wish to play with the other children
But I’m incarcerated in a star
Please lord, give me strength
As I fight for my life
Can you uplift my spirit!
So one day I can tell my grandchildren,
I was among many of God’s children that seen hell & out