Wake up to my sleeping heart, lay next to me and feel my soul ablaze
See through my eyes as they gaze upon you crimson blood dripping down ur neck
Bite down feel it tear as My cells devour ur taste and multiply the craving for more
Dark shadows over my eyes as I lay over you, gasp for air no more let ur self rise
Die the ending as U fall faster into my arms dive through the open window of my soul.
Hail the tower guard and walk past my damaged wall of grief and pain
Enter the fortress of Nightmare creatures, day walker, night stalker Killer of the chosen few
You are that....chosen angel of faded word, But creator of the true symbol of life
Infinty, eternity glance to the sky when my grip tightens at ur spine without a thought...
SNAP! back into reality as I heal ur wounds, suckle on the dead and turn the rivers purple...
Blood, empty of iron swords without a weapon here Ur dust in the winds of madness
Pray to the dreamer and you'll be slain, Call to his master and you shall fade
Tear out his heart and Breath in the life created by the embers of my desire
Lost in the chaos, fallen on its cold steel ceiling crawl towards the bed and sleep.
Fake out the predetor by becoming the prey and slaughter the truth about the lies.
Wake up to my still warm hands and realize it was no dream, but a realization
A true nightmare you cannot see but the warmth of my hand on ur heart will calm you
So sleep well tonight and tommorow as well for the dream is never really over.


Sleeping beauty show thy face to moonless night and illuminate my path to your rightchousness. I am lost at the cross roads of war and deceit, help me find my way home. Alone in the storm of perfection, i am soaked by its incompletion, All around me the myst of ages begins to strangle me slowly into blackness. Fear swept thoughts batter my mind as visions of lost love and murdered dreams take hold. I stand alone in the storm of definition and I cant seem to find my explination. Piece the puzzle thats already complete, that is what i feel, Like im working towards a goal to close to reach for. A song in my head talks of romance and beauty while the strange beat of my heart screams destruction!...I fail to see ur edge of reason, falling I am over ur concious choice to be chained, Am i chained? locked away by madness and uncertinty?...I am the hero of hell sent to war against the right, the beautiful, the Holy..demon of ignorant Truth is the title i was given when i stepped back on this plane...I am warrior of gods sent to kill the mind of those with belief, so am i the true death dealer? Or am i the singled out maniac with axe in hand yelling absurd ramblings at my shattered image? Do my sureal thoughts even make sense anymore? Thoughts to think of, what to know with out knowing? Maybe it just takes a perked ear to hear my words...So i ask do u realaly get me? see me? or does me flawed condition speak only to the dark side of your moon? I think its time for me to wake up....................