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Nameless

Weaving the fabric of a sunken universe
Gliding the winds of a bottomless curse
Little spider, hanging in my head
Free of the wings that really are chains

Forging a mirror that never shatters
A mirror that does not exist
Little spider, aching in my head
Blind and deaf, drowned in ecstacy

Crawling in the pain of bliss
Seeking the sweets of sickness
Little spider, dying in my head
Torn from itself, immune to embrace

"At least, be humane", so that's what they said
Hold on to your pain, for it is your cocaine
Little spider, growing in my head
Here is the world, cradle of the dead

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Black and White

Wish it wasn't so cold around here
Wish I could stand up sometimes
Wish I had somewhere to go
Drowning myself to sleep with emo music

Wish you were near me
Wish I knew who you are
Wish I could see your eyes for a while
Dreaming in black and white every night

The sun goes down again
End of the act, see you idiots tommorrow
Hide in the darkness
Warm, comfy shelter
The day is gone again
Another time I can't be broken
I pull the strings here, in black and white
Curl up and cry for tonight

The sun goes down again
And you emerge from its ashes
Look at me now, in black and white
'cause colors hurt

Wish I could look at the sun
Without my eyes burning up
Wish you were here
Without your hands cutting mine

But I just sleep every night
Dreaming in black and white...

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Wall of Shame

Hand in hand, a wall inbetween
Of tears I'm the god
Of blood she's the queen
A dress of crimson silk and starlight
A face of snow, a mind of twilight

A panacea, dwelling of the free
She's the blood that runs into me
To the core of my soul, she holds the key
Metal of my blade, voice of my song
Gaze in her eyes, oh how I long

Why must everything be so tame?
Why are colors such a shame?
She's my cocaine, lighting the flame
Adding substance to my colors
Giving life to my demeanor

Where are the bombs? Blow up this screen
Revive my delusion, let the phoenix dream
A face of snow, a mind of twilight
Let me hold her near, purest of all streams
Give me a sunrise, part from my night

Of tears I'm the god
Of blood she's the queen
Is love such a terrible fraud?
The Wall of Shame is inbetween

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Please?

Well,
In the deadly calm after the storm
Rain quietly dripping down
Washing both the blood and the smiles
Off my frightened face

In the quiet aftermath
Of what you could call a life
After I've seen it all
After I've murdered me
So many times
Like the fool I am

Well,
I was ready to just give up
I guess
Become another soldier
And die someday, easily

I was ready to fall asleep
You know
Living a stranger's life

Well,
Here you are now
Just looking at me like
It's the first day again

I'm wiser than that
But I'm a fool, I guess
'Cause already
Before I could catch my breath
I've jumped off the cliff

Again

So please, but I don't really mind
I can handle another fall
I guess

But please,
Catch me
This time around

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Rest

Cancerous and tired
Drowned in a blunt loneliness
Again, the angel cried
Without a tear, voiceless
Cradled in the wind's silent caress

The moon, sole in the sky
Monolith of a forgotten day
Feathers scattered, unable to fly
The angel, mute, no more hands to pray
Restless, sleeping in dismay

From the darkness, new days arise
Senseless conundrum, undeniable
Unfortunately, the angel was wise
Hopes, only tales from a gone cradle
A lifeless God's deceptive mumble

Stars died in the blood of dawn
The angel's wounds slowly faded
The world's puppet, a mindless pawn
Twilight, once more desecrated
Another silly day for the condemned...

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Lamentations For Immunity

Is it that we are blind?
Cloistered, locked from our mind?
Is it the shadow of our light
That threw away the left of right?

Is it the gold of many?
The lust of the unpure?
Who forgot we were free?
Blame this sugar-coated lure

Gray and brown  and never red
This is where humanity's led
Is it unavoidable, denied from escape?
Is there a gate, a virgin landscape?

We are not blind, there is a sight
A concealed source of colored light
Under the layers of steel and gore
Quest for Immunity, lament of the core

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Prelude To Freedom

Sparkles of gold in the winter
Whispering words of thousand years
A smell of fate in the darkness
The song of a long gone mistress

Tales of the great, lost in eons
The pain of a million Oblivions
Love of a daisy in the dew
Sight of the dragons that once flew

My mind is here, timeless
Shattered in melancholy, pointless
Blessed with the bliss of ignorance
Gliding winds of an unreal trance

Summoned by a hundred summonings
By the fate that a kiss brings
By the flight of my own dream
Cristallization of a child's scream

Wake me up with my soul's core
Extract its celestial ore
Channel it to every dreamer
In sparkles of gold in the winter

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Hanging On a Rope

Empty and sad and twisted
Smiling and nice, patient
Hanging on a rope
I'm he and she, and condemned
And I'm locked, again the gap's deepened

Fake desires
Carved in plastic
So sick of it
Dig it into my skin
Wanna bleed my smiles off

Embrace me, backstab me
Until I can breathe no more
Under the shell, my heart is choking
Save it from life and death
Crush all the worthless rest

On an island in the storm
Like wounded angels, wings crippled
Blood and cold and thunder
Your hands around me, fire
Slowly dying together

Are you here?
Wrapped in plastic
Sick of it
So I'm smiling and nice, patient
Hanging on a rope

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Heaven Remade

Angels falling
From man's heaven onto man's land
This world is hell, blooming
And blood and fire, and roses
And wounds and pain, and love
And me, fighting again

Feathers swirling
Cut off from darkened wings, bleeding
Sliced and torn in an endless dive
Tears of life, crimson
Sometimes flying, mostly failing
From man's heaven onto man's land
Heaven in hell and hell in hell

Angels bleeding
The bliss of pain, cut me again
Wings I do not want
Bound to a fake sky
Chained to a cruel Earth
Hell everywhere, blooming
Reality, crash into it
And blood and fire, and roses
And wounds and pain, and both
And you, smiling maybe

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Postcard

Pouring my eyes into
Digital imagery
Letting the cruel waves
Carry me to the sand and back
Blushing inside
When their gentle eyes cross mine

I close my mind for a moment
And stop breathing
No more bleeding
For a moment

Warmth, a bright sun
For once

I know the light, I see
Kind winds floating
Up to the sky again

Without you
Desperately
Without you