Take me to the garden where time has no name , where life itself cannot leave it's impression on the brain , where people before me have fallen , to the ills of this life , where I cannot emulate the savior and come back twice . Death is an angle that falls from the sky , sometimes to strike without a tear or goodbye , his wings hide his black heart , his tainted skin , the commander of souls who's sometimes named grim , take me away for I am
Your friend , god makes my passage and this is my end .

I dreamed a dream , inside the dream
It seemed to say , 1 more hit for one more day , heavenly maiden with devil like beauty , lay out your evil insnare the mind , so I can unleash the beast that sleeps inside , awake from this creative slumber to walk the hall and fantasize ****** , join my hand , witness the Christ the raptured being , from a golden cloud with life's hidden meaning , cancel my subscription to the resurrection , send my credentials to the house of detention , watch the alcoholic Navajo shaman fuel my soul , awake lizard king from your coffin of gold , Paris is where you lay while light my fire resounds on the surface above . My music lives on although I do not . Skin rots to wood , wood rots to earth , earth grows to trees , trees are cut to make the pencil , pencil writes these words taken directly from your creative soul , the lizard king is dead , so i am told

You stand there pleading but she's sure.. She's that sure she's leaving she's nearly out the door.. You stand there your hurting.. But what can you do? Life's a driver and you feel like your the *****.. Going deeper and deeper implanted in the wood.. Your hearts there splintering when only she could.. Mend you back.. Put the pieces in place.. Life's a long journey but she's pulled me out of the race.. How can you do this.. Your all that I am..? You stand there looking but you do not give a Damm.. Ill write you a poem a song in tow..Anything to stop you leaving.. Do not go.. But as the door shuts.. It's the final part.. Thats the final piece broken of my heart.. I cry and I cry and I want you so.. I want you like no other but still you ******* and go.. Broken love turns to sorrow that slowly turns to hate.. That slowly turns to love again in the form of another mate.. Then you become but a distance memory.. Your love it hurts me right now put in the future I'll be free.

I see my lover everyday but everyday day she stays away.. Every day she walks on bye.. Her figure blurry through the tears in my eyes... My heart races suddenly for I know you are near.. My love the world holds not enough years.. For you to feel the full extent of my emotions.. My life is poison but you are its potion..But I cannot drink you.. For you are forbidden.. I cannot show you my love.. I'll keep it pure and hidden.. Away from eyes that try and look in.. Away from lies that would start to begin.. To take you away.. Like the stars leave the night.. They would take you away until my night has no light.. I want you to feel me.. Beside you for all time.. The moon shall be yours forever with ultimate shine.. Through all time if you'd only let me inn.. But my love walks away.. And the blackness begins.

Soul of mine what troubles you so ? Trapped in this world that bleeds me slow. Mind of mine trapped in you'r cage don't fear memories of my younger rage ,  trapped in my asylum looking for sanctuary in this labyrinth of pain i was never meant to win life's game . no where to run no where to hide ,save me from the screaming beast that lives inside . Angel women with you'r radiant beauty set me free , I can't take it anymore , you hold the key to the asylum door , you'r heart can't love me , it refuses so , i am destined to stay in my asylum forever more .

Step into my life.. What do you see? The bluest ocean or the darkest sea.. Do you see the sun or do you see the moon? The world is a house of which it has no room.. For me.. Forever outcast in the shadows of men.. Paper and pen slowly becomes your only friend.. But whatever you feel for me.. Do not shed a tear... A ghost of fallen souls I have been for years.. Quickly was forgotten in this time filled world of man... The dead cannot cry it's only the living that can.

I saw an old man walking by the side of the lake , he  turned and whispered somethings not right ? I walk among the creatures of night , with the moon as my shelter the stars as my light I do not walk this earth anymore somethings not right , I am a ghost of many a year gone bye , stalked by women and children that cry , stuck in a cell were no light is seen , and the god I worship cast me down like a feind , I lived a life full of Ill repute , shellfish untold before now , there was no applause to my life no fairwell crowd , a lonley man stood at my grave , Lamentations and verse about this fallen brave , but I am not , nor never I find a bit of bravery a bit peice of mind , life is cruel rotten unjust to carry on is the question of must ? For who I am you lips should say this old man who's lost his day ? am no stranger for I am you , telling the tale of what life has for you . Change you'r ways or never youl find that bit of bravery that bit peice of mind .