life loves a fist to lift levels of lamentation onto my being.
oh, how i feel the rise and fall
-so freeing.
to be uppercutted to the clouds,
only to fall right through.

life is a lie.

there is no one to catch you.

i take the stride,
of spirits and soul.
i take the stride,
my god shall console.

there are times when i speak to the sky,
and no one answers.
there are times when i speak to the sky,
and the silence is all i need.

walk down Jerusalem,
there's not much to say.
walk down Jerusalem,
i wouldn't have it any other way.

i am in love with the sky and his crown of ichor and heart of plenty.
i am taken by love with the every day shock.
it is to be in love, that you relish in his every heartbeat - many.
i am in that love that makes me perpetually walk.

he slings a spear of singularity,
i am to be noticed.
but he is in the sky of celerity,
and i am grounded.
i take the golden light all at once.
the sun will never set in my soul.

the heavens part and leave an abyss,
the longing for his static lashes makes my sun itch
for his crackling discharge of power. oh how i miss !
the arc and flow of his lightning whip.

i hold my sun to the sky.
its celestial light shall carry me high.
king of killers, teller of lies!
heed the angels' song of wry.
i am the storm, and this time i am also the eye.

there is a raven who sings me to sleep,
if could,
i'd dream every night.

that abyss of whom i am born,
cradles me in its arms of stars
and heart of clouds.

the moon is my light,
my goddess: lenore.
wings of black soul beating the air of love, forevermore.
whip me a whirlwind.

raven, oh raven, if you could see me now

It is on this day,
that ice breathed fire

It is on this day,
that I was born

16 glacial years,
and still no body
to mourn.

And if I was to receive a gift,
from winter Snow,
I'd ask him to bless me with the love
I always yearn.