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lordbelokh
Jan 20, 2008
what heals our snow-blind weary eyes, when all stars are slain by fiery skies, and every word upon your spiraling cross, is but a misled sun a bitter loss, all i asked for was a litte love, but from my hands flew the maiden dove, while clouds like cotton snow-white sheep, still calm beside their shepherd sleep, inject us out of here .....
overhead my spirit flies, in plasticide and crimson skies, whispering winds in moonlit wood, a toten oak once golden stood, how i wish that u were here, before all flowers disappeared, we'd lay together in the sun, before the mind rape had begun, now stones are falling from my hands, are shaking all my beloved lands, a watery glimpse back on my past, and only in my tears it last ...... Tiamat
lordbelokh
Aug 08, 2007
Freedom is only a hallucination, that waits at the edge of the distant horizon, we are all strangers in global illusion, wanting & needing impossible heaven, chasing the dream as they swim out to sea, the mirage ahead says that they can be free, become lost in delusion, drowning their reason, swept on by the current of selfish ambition, frightened, ashamed & afraid of the blame, the questions are screaming, the answers are hiding, the sickness is growing, distracted condition, u can feel the disgust & smell the confusion, lying insane getting soaked in the rain, draining the sky of the guilt and the shame, the nightmare is coming, the clouds are descending, pulled under at two thousand meters a second, clawing at the walls that just slip through my fingers, darkness consuming, collapsing & breaking, distilled paranoia seeped into the walls, ....
lordbelokh
Aug 08, 2007
filled in the cracks with the whispering calls, shadows are forming, take heed of the warning, creeping around at 4 in the morning, lie to myself, start a brand new beginning, but I'm losing my time in this fear of living. Freedom is only a hallucination that waits at the edge of the places u go when u dream, deep in the reason betrayal of feeling, the mistakes that I made tore my conscience apart at the seams, freedom is only a hallucination that waits at the edge of the places u go when u dream.......
Anathema
lordbelokh
Aug 08, 2007
Glad to see u wide awake, this is the great escape from a life that tried to mold u, the lie it sold u. What would u do? What wouldn't u do? Did u try to reason why, u look yourself in the eye, what u are is all you've been, what will be is all u do now, spill a tear as your sense of self slowly melts away, until death's mirror reflects the meaning of our lives, we wander aimless and mesmerized, the fear starts to rise. Your dream world is a very scary place to be trapped inside. All your life shine in time until u find you're closer to the truth. Within u is the truth that you're dream world is a very scary place to be ....
Unfortunate the hoax, that you are not immune... But do not despair, I know of an exit destruction thinkers travel the other way around, where directions are none and the ground is gone, such treacherous gates to enter even bigger doubts inside, doors shut from the outside and you hear the sound of someone walking away ... you just disappeared in a backsweep of darkness and stars Arcturus