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Simple minds, blessed thoughts Safe from the truth, protected from rot. Enlightened minds find no accord To be locked away is all that we desire Thrown into a dark age, full of concord Not as we are now, full of hate, hearts on fire. (maybe sing this line faster, emphasis on fire? i dunno, not a singer.) Simple minds, blessed thoughts Safe from the truth, protected from rot. ----------------------UNFINISHED. WILL WORK ON LATER WHEN I GET MORE INSPIRATION

I am the Beast that was, is not, yet is Armaggedon draws near Three nations shall fall Leaders trembling in fear And He has ascendance, over it all. I am the Beast that was, is not, yet is Bearing the Mark; Triple Tau Mortal wounds, harm Him, naught. With disregard for all law He shall claim all he sought. I am the Beast that was, is not, yet is Bearing 'Messiah' as title The masses will sway Turning against Him is futile Though the suicidal just may. I am the Beast that was, is not, yet is Antichrist is born A revelation for our world.

Like a parasite of the soul. I see your faults. I cling to your debilities I suck at your heart It's all natural abilities. Born to feed off the life of the supine Morals: none. Humanity: none. Between life and death there isn't even a fine line. I start out small, but I readily assail It's either cause you're weak Or it's either cause you're frail. I get inside of you like a damned infection Don't even try to persevere; I promise there's no protection. You thought before me you were enervated? Fool look now; you're practically eradicated. It's all just like.. a parasite of the soul..

One man's Paradise; another's Nightmare One walks outside The sun is shining Another leaves And ends up dying One man's Paradise; another's Nightmare Peaceful tranquility Blankets the land. The unforgiving desert Offers nothing but sand One man's Paradise; another's Nightmare A gentle breeze Relaxs, calms, soothes. A twitch of fear At the first thing that moves One man's Paradise; another's Nightmare Lucious grass Bountiful life The barren desert Nothing but strife One man's Paradise; another's Nightmare One Land One Location One Mind. Insanity Ecstatic Anguish Ecstatic Anguish Ecstatic Anguish One man's Paradise;

The door- unhinged. The walls battered The ceiling singed The windows shattered. Amongst the ruin- the truth- hidden Somewhere in the decay Shrouded in a world of lies- truth forbidden. A single child caught in the fray Awaken the night Awaken the day Awaken the world. Fire in his eyes No origin- no surprise. Bloodied fists, bloodied hands The fire burning He stays where he stands. Engulfed in flame The child- unstirring For him all is the same In a world of lies where truth be unknown Death will arise twice as fast as life will be sewn. The child- our God. His house- our World. His pain- our fault. "I've never seen a

My pace picked up, no longer a fast walk but a glide, yes, a glide. My feet felt as though they were gliding across the white floor. And that was it. I had exited the building, and I was out. I was safe. I began to quickly walk from the building to my house, it was a good forty-five minute walk, but I didn't mind, I had just made off with over $400 worth of stolen merchandise from the local electronics store. The small, metallic trinkets clanking in my jacket pocket, they were the ones, they made me feel alive. Nothing in this world was greater than the rush I felt. This is the way I am, this is the way I've lived. I can't say I did this t

What comes around goes around. Alone in the cold Bearing the weight of the world He sets his burden within The last boomerang Filling it with sin. What comes around goes around. Hurls it across Lands unknown Through time, through all It has been thrown. What comes around goes around. With force of impact The man is stung Alive but barely in tact. The boomerang's Song is sung. What goes around comes around. Don't dish out what you can't handle. This is the downfall of the world. Our world.

It's not in the white that you really think, Nor is it in the black. It washes over us as we peer into the gray. For in the white, all seems well. The gray is hidden, and the brightness Makes us grin and close our minds. And in the black...we cannot dare to look. It is what we do not want to see. It reigns in the shadows of our souls. Out of fear we turn our back. But when we dip into another realm, Such as October in the evening, The sky is one even cloud, and the world is cold and gray. The bare trees bend, and dead leaves rustle with angry wind. It is a very ghastly calm, But this is when we can truly see. It is not so bl

And as the boy stepped out from the veil of the darkened alleyway and into the moonlit streets, his head hung low, his face filled with sorrow and shame, and the gun that still clung to his hand which shook with an intense violence, I could clearly see his face for the first time since he entered my life, I could clearly see the face of the one who ripped apart my happiness, my harmony, and my love, I could clearly see the face of Vaerce, the boy who called himself… Vaerce Aerista. As I saw his face in its natural state I could see that it was cold and hardened, his crystal blue eyes shone with intense ambition, and perhaps, a hint of longin

Standing in the street like that, standing there so calmly, standing there... It almost seemed like he was one of us. His green eyes, pierced through my core- I could swear he saw right through me, at that moment he saw everything, my dreams, my memories, my weaknesses, my fears. His shoulder-length, greasy black hair, whipping at his face in the wind. Not much more of his face could be made-out, not only was he cloaked in the darkness of this moonless night, but the mask he wore upon his face concealed more than half his profile, ll that could be seen were those icy green eyes, and the malevolent smile he wore where the mask cut off, jus