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The Black Beast Mar 2013
My unknowing wife my unknowing bride
I’ve dreamt of approaching and asking thee
If ever a time you’d be by my side
And oh if ever there could be a we
I’ve dreamt of a day that mine would be yours
I’ve dreamt of that time when I’ll take a knee
I’ve dreamt of that walk through those old church doors
I’ve dreamt of a time that baby makes three
I’m dreaming of things I know won’t come true
I’m dreaming of times that I know won’t be
The dream of a life that I have with you
The chance of a spouse I no longer see
Now that I’ve awoken I now agree
The dream of this world is just not for me
The Black Beast Mar 2013
The time my eyes,
Had first set sight,
On the wonder that you are,
So full was I,
Full of delight,
At the wonder that you are.

My head so weak,
My heart so strong,
For the wonder that you are,
I have tried to seek,
For something wrong,
In the wonder that you are.

My heart now hums,
Now when it sees,
All the wonder that you are,
The feeling comes,
And gives wobbly knees
At the wonder that you are.

I want to know,
What I would feel,
To be the wonder that you are,
I wish all but a foe,
Would come and kneel,
To the wonder that you are.

I know the pain,
that’s caused by me,
not the wonder that you are,
not said in vain,
but I wish I could be,
with the wonder that you are.
The Black Beast Mar 2013
Times I want to jump and fly
Fly above the world and soar

Times I seem to breathe and sigh
Heavy chested like a snore

Times I want to fight and try
As I live through times of war

Times I seem to mock and lie
Throwing truths right out the door

Times I seem to burn and dry
And get refilled through open pore

Times I want to sit and cry
And crouch up small upon the floor

Times I seem to fizzle and fry
As some just want to eat some more

Times I want to cut and die
And let the blood slowly pour

— The End —