1.

Our love cannot be compared,
To that of mortal existence,
Our passion shall never remit,
For it's heavenly in its brilliance.


2.

Our love is a oneness of being,
With romantic benevolence herewith,
Our blood of mysterious union,
Pumps furiously among loving bliss.

3.

Our love lies deep inside,
Resident in each others heart,
Exploding the flames of desire,
An inferno to banish the dark.

4.

Our love will never be challenged,
Never forgotten, nor passed,
Our bonding of timeless beauty,
As infinite in the joy it has cast.

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Once again I cannot sleep,
I close my eyes,
But fail to find the deep haven of sublime rest,
Manic thoughts are alive,
They rebound around my conscious state,
Friends they will become,
Enemies....if they escape.

How free we fly on broken wing,
Return is the cry, return again,
The eternal black is far from round,
The sound it carries through spiritual graves,
And echoes abound for all life is saved.

Immortal heads will turn at this intrusion of life,
Falling icons can't erupt the flames we decide,
Mystic groans cavorting commence,
Today is born the circle,
Tomorrow the tide of innocence.

Forget the crimson dagger and the sacrificial sword,
What is true of Satan and true from the lord?
For must we seek salvation and spur infinite damnation,
Conceal no more the thoughts of inner pride,
Now is the future,
But how far is the divide.
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We live,
We die,
And between we merely survive.

1.

Once you've had it,
Once it's gone,
The true potency remains,
Stagnant,
Dormant,
Diluted in silent frames,
The thought of suicide,
Cold death,
Relinquish breath,
The archer's arrow steers to manifest.

2.

Lost for words,
Vocabulary gone,
The moon chants the wolf's song,
Beckoning the locked doors of the night,
Inside the fright,
inside the mind,
Locate the keys to a genius find,
Let's create new gardens,
Let's create new beliefs,
Let's storm the stoics,
Run naked through the streets,
**** on the values,
Invent the insane,
Torture and ridicule,
The ******* moralists who lay the blame.

1.

The perception has become clear,
Cleansed is every door,
Senses betray and encourage the illusion,
And the pain of mortal seasons before.

2.

Darkness is comfort,
For the impending fate,
The road of excess,
Shall light up the gate.

3.

Draw me inside,
The palace of wisdom,
And quell all my doubts,
In the infinite arms of freedom.
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