People always tell me,
that people love me.
People always tell me,
that people care for me.
People always tell me,
that they will love me....
..... no. matter. what.....

Lies
Lies
Lies

I cant tell you,
I cant tell you me.
I cant tell you,
who I am.

Lies
Lies
Lies

If you knew me, you would hate me.

So stop telling me you will love me no. matter. what.

Cause you wont....

They gave us the river to drink
when our bellies were full with rain
and when we refused
they said our pride would be the death of us
Our shoulders were burdened with blame
with the sound of voices dictating
what form our bodies should take
They asked us to climb the mountains
to straddle the hills on misshapen legs
Whe we crawled as far from them as we could
they said our cowardice would keep us stagnant
These are not lies, they told us
this is the truth but we have painted it
the colour of our thoughts
Now we are sinking
too unskilled to swim, too heavy to float
Our bodies become one with the ocean
before they throw the ropes, asking us to hold on
Our hands flail with what the water has left of our faith
Ofcourse we are dead before our hands make it.

Battle to my death,
Without fear, without worry;
Create my story, and be feared.

Souls lost or longed,
But never prolonged the spear.
Lost cities and palaces,
The sand covered them all.

Meadows run dry,
The colonies fall prey.
Sad are the years,
Yet they pass by.

Why battle to death?

The truth to be shamed,
Lies prevail the sea.
Man wishes more,
And condemns the truth.

Death clears the path,
No mist to the mirror.
The Crusader is dear.
              
-D

All the words unspoken,
were wrapped in conceits
******* in scarlet twines
Sealed well
Like golden joineries
or bamboo’s crease
Inside, two’s secrets

Unwrap each carefully
Press your ear to hear:
Wind, memories,
And Peach Blossom Spring