Best Song Lyriclost Poems
It's my created courthouse
The jury's reached a verdict
A sentence of familiar course
Against the criminally virgin
Guilty by association
I stand to face my trial
Innocent of all my charges
Accused by my empire
Out of seventy-two wishes
I've got one left
A hunger for escape grows
On an open shelf
Surrounded by my story
I have lost my soul
Upon an open world's edge
And endless and lonely road
It's my created jailhouse
A self-sufficient cell hall
Not a single bar in sight
Just cells of open gray-walls
Imprisoned by my own delusions
In cell one on dead block
With broken bones and dying faith
An executed man begins to walk
Out of seventy-two wishes
I've got one left
A hunger for escape grows
On an open shelf
Surrounded by my story
I have lost my own soul
Upon an open world's edge
And endless and lonely road
It's my created world
It's my created plague
It's my created punishment
For my created hate
It's my created nightmare
In my created sleep
It's my created six foot hole
Which was dug for only me
The sun never shines here in south town
It’s only covered up
by a dust of regrets and letdowns
that i can never come clean of
the shadows dance in the alleyways
the darkness plays in the sun
the children all searching to find a way
for these shades of gray to be fun
we've been living on the wrong side of town
for way, way to long
we are lost when we wake up
still lost when we lay down
and i think it's time we find our way out
lately I’ve begun to notice
things haven’t changed at all
they are all the same
as they were when I was small
maybe my eyes have changed
maybe my life is stained
maybe I can’t understand
why the colors drain and the sun dims
maybe we've been living on the wrong side of town
for way, way to long
we are lost when we wake up
still lost when we lay down
and i think it's time we find our way out
I need to lay down and close my eyes,
So I can drift off into the night.
My mind it keeps racing,
Like mixed puzzles with pieces that don’t fit right.
This may be an admission of fear,
It doesn’t mean that I am a coward.
Yes there’s something here,
That feels so strange.
No I can’t find the answers,
With so much here rearranged.
Honey I know it’s hard.
When we feel broken down.
I don’t think we are that far apart.
We just need to look around.
There can always be a fresh new start.
It’s just there looking to be found.
Look how we would get lost in each other’s arms.
How we spoke so much without making a sound.
Had all these crazy dreams wrapped in my heart,
They all seemed to revolve around you.
I also know how things slip away and fall apart.
Was there anything left I could do?
I know the easy thing is if we both just walk away,
I see the streets littered with those blues.
Are we just statistics written on the next page?
I’m not sure if I want to read that news.
I just have to let you know.
If this is going to be our last day.
That some of the pieces to this mixed up puzzle,
Will always belong with you to forever stay.
Honey I know it’s hard.
When we feel broken down.
I don’t think we are that far apart.
We just need to look around.
There can always be a fresh new start.
It’s just there looking to be found.
Look how we would get lost in each other’s arms.
How we spoke so much without making a sound.
DRACULA:
WHAT SHALL I DO? WHAT SHALL I SAY?
NOTHING WILL EVER BEE THE SAME.
NO MEANING LINES. NO SCRIPT INFRONT OF MY EYES.
WHAT IS THIS MEANING … OF LIFE?
THERE IS A SIDE THAT HAS NEVER BEEN SEEN
A SIDE OF ME , YOU’D NEVER WOULD DREAM
THERE IS A BEAST HIDING IN MY HEART
SO PROSPERTORIOUS, SO STRONG, SO DARK
THIS IS THE MONSTER INSIDE OF ME
THIS IS THE MATTER, THIS IS THE KEY
OPEN THE DOOR, AND YOU SHALL FIND
IM LOST IN THE DARKNESS, LOST THROUGHOUT TIME
NO MATTER HOW I LOOK AT YOU
WHAT I WILL SEE, WHAT I SHALL DO
THERE IS A CHOICE, THAT MUST BE MADE
THIS IS THE MOMENT, THIS IS THE DAY
MARISHKA:
OH, VLADISLAUS
YOU ARE THE SERPANT OF LIGHT
ALEERA:
THE TERROR OF SCREAMS
VERONA:
THE MASTER OF NIGHT
DRACULA:
THERE IS A BATTLE THAT I HAVE TO FIGHT
OPEN THE DOOR, AND YOU SHALL FIND
IM LOST IN THE DARKNESS, LOST IN THE NIGHT
This has become an indescribable truth
For among us lie waiting the lost youth
Youth misled, directed to walk astray
Youth shattered, disrupted, put in disarray
Youth of yesterday.
The lack of foundation, the lack of a drive
Keeps these lost youth despaired and deprived
As hopeless and reckless they outwardly saunter
With callous abandon they inwardly ponder
A disturbing blunder.
The youth are descending to outcomes so grim
A generations' gain falling dangerously slim
The youth less future casts weary and meek
The pain of low expectations lay pitifully weak
The future looks bleak.
I got a quarter in my pocket
And a girl in my locket
Just for show
I can't remember her name
But she reminds me the same
of someone I know
Times got tough when she got going
Laying out on the couch not knowing
How far below
All I do is walk around
This old wore out town
Looking for my lost and found
Or just a place to lay down
Out of the rain
Sometimes you feel I don't belong
But then again I'm singing your song
Don't float away
We could count all the stars
Or plan a trip up to Mars
If you'd stay
Cause a girl like you
Knows just what to do
And what to say
All you do is walk around
This wore out town
Looking for your lost and found
Or just a place to lay down
Out of the rain
I tried to give it away
You tried to keep it in play
But it just wouldn't obey
Anything we had to say
So all we do is walk around
This broke down town
Looking for our lost and found
Or just a place to get down
Out of the rain
Existing on damnation's edge. The priest had never known, To witness such a violent show Of
power overthrown. Angels fighting aimlessly. Still dying by the sword. Our legions killing
all in sight To get the one called Lord. The Gates of Hell lie waiting as you see. There's
no price to pay just follow me. I can take your lost soul from the grave. Jesus knows your
soul can not be saved. Crucify the so called Lord He soon shall fall to me. Your souls are
damned your God has fell, To slave for me eternally Hell awaits... The Reaper guard's the
darkened Gates That Satan calls his home Demons feed the furnace where The Dead are free
to roam Lonely children of the night. There's seven ways to go Each leading to the burning
hole That Lucifer controls. Priests of Hades seek the sacred star. Satan sees the answer
lies not far. Zombies screaming souls cry out to you. Satanic laws prevail. your life is
through Pray to the moon... when it is round Death with you shall then abound What you
seek... for can't be found In sea or sky or underground. Now I have you deep inside my
everlasting grasp. The seven bloody Gates of Hell Is where you'll live your last. Warriors
from Hell's Domain Will bring you to your Death. The flames of Hades burning strong Your
soul shall never rest. The Gates of Hell lie waiting as you see. There's no price to pay
just follow me. I can take your lost soul from the grave. Jesus knows your soul can not be
saved. Sacrifice the lives of all. I know they Soon shall die. Their souls are damned to rot
in Hell and keep the fire growing deep.
I feel like I'm losing my mind
I'm questioning how much can I take
I know I'm living in hell and that ain't no real debate.
Mistake after another I know that I came from the gutter
but what’s more important
poetry, music, or the relationship with my mother.
more can I say I became a success in this game?
be me not having a good woman is messing with my emotional brain
I know I'm kinda hard to tame but look at the situation I'm in
I was lost at age 12 when I lost my best friend.
Now that I got ya attention open ya ears & listen
forget my voice for a minute can you hear my lyrics whistling
It took me a minute but now I finally see
I was blessed with a gift and that ain't doing armed robberies.
My lyrics is lethal so I got people out to get me
so when I leave this world Satan is the only face that's gone miss me.
We have met nowhen and nowhere,
Everything has been forgotten,
Chips of love don't seem to touch us,
Our hearts are not too broken.
Pieces of love, small chips and droplets...
Everything has lost it's meaning...
All my words are in the air...
Is it too late to be forgiven?
A handful of pain
And my messages unanswered,
It's easier to pretend
There is nothing about us.
Our love's being erased -
I know, sometimes it happens...
Just ruins at our feet,
Our hearts are mistaken.
Make believe it all is clear,
Make believe it's all behind us,
Ruins, chips and drops of tears...
There is nothing able to part us.
I'm falling, love is holding me,
But I feel my arms are feeble.
I have lost the key, I know,
It's too late to be forgiven.
A handful of pain
And my messages unanswered,
It's easier to pretend
There is nothing about us.
Our love's being erased -
I know, sometimes it happens...
Just ruins at our feet,
Our hearts are mistaken.
Pieces of glass and pieces of porcelain...
Our love seemed to be eternal.
Time has stopped, we linger here,
It's the way we both have chosen.
We are staying in nowhere,
We are leaving here nowhen.
Our temple's walls have fallen,
Our temple has forgotten us...
Is that your man, posted at the bar?
Dressed to impress,
gifted with his "game",
drunk driving in your car?
Is that your man, the rap star?
Drunk women clinging to every word.
Is this your man, playing around?
He should be home with you!
Instead, a horny hound,
sound with his "game".
Is that your man?
playing you for a fool?
Is that your man, avoiding you?
Showing you no love?
Cheating on you ,
disrespecting you,
pumpin' love with no glove.
Is that your man?
Your man lost his girl.
mixed Caucasian with Latin.
vanilla creme and caramel swirl.
Dressed in satin,
your man has lost his girl!!!
Jared Pickett
9/22/09
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