Post by Chahiero on Jun 26, 2004 12:40:33 GMT -5
Well thanks a lot Mary, coming for someone whose as good as you are with poetry that's high praise.
And I'll see what I can do about music - the only song one here is On Broken Wings, though as you can imagine that's not our only one.
This is probably my fave other than On Broken Wings
BLEEDING ON THE INSIDE
Dark visions and ominous sound
claw their way through the mind's eye,
nightmares endlessly assaying the mind.
Pain gnawing away at a strong will,
resolve stuck and drained away like blood,
I bleed on the inside, the soul ravaged and dying.
I want to fix my dying spirit,
wanna cure the disease, press the off button,
but it would never be that easy, it never is.
Turning to the darkness,
I wrap myself in the embrace of cold,
numbing inside, not feeling anymore.
Pain gnawing away at a strong will,
resolve stuck and drained away like blood,
I bleed on the inside, the soul ravaged and dying.
Turning to the darkness,
I wrap myself in the embrace of cold,
numbing inside, not feeling anymore.
I bleed on the inside....
This one was written for a friend, Mykellah...
SILVER FEATHERS
Moon just rising to the sky.
Poison is in the air tonight.
Negativity at it's pinnacle height.
Reminded ever rudely of my
Mortality...
It is the cycle of violence.
Violence used on violent oppressed
Brings violent ends.
Take a drink of the pain-reliever.
Then quick you will realize
Why they call it the hate breeder.
Spewing poison and disease.
Words like a virus infecting all I see.
Take your sword, oh reaper.
Show her tender mercy.
End her pain for her.
Purify all the plague I see.
Forgive the father.
Breeder of hate had his mind.
Never would of wanted to hurt her.
But never has he looked behind.
To see...
See the crimson stains of bloody thoughts.
See the broken wings of an angel fallen.
See the fractured soul of a young flame.
See the pale reflection in the mirror.
And scream!
Forgive the father.
Breeder of hate had his mind.
Never would of wanted to hurt here.
But he had to drive the stake further.
Breeder of hate,
Intoxicating drink,
Washed the pain away.
Breeder of hate,
Aneasthezized the conscience,
Cause he's got some death to do!
(( Silver feathers,...
Lonely angel, left to repair her crushed wings.
And a soul torched and twisted by his poison. ))
See...
See the crimson stains of bloody thoughts.
See the broken wings of an angel fallen.
See the fractured soul of a young flame.
See the pale reflection in the mirror.
And cry!
Mourn innocence lost...
And I'll see what I can do about music - the only song one here is On Broken Wings, though as you can imagine that's not our only one.
This is probably my fave other than On Broken Wings
BLEEDING ON THE INSIDE
Dark visions and ominous sound
claw their way through the mind's eye,
nightmares endlessly assaying the mind.
Pain gnawing away at a strong will,
resolve stuck and drained away like blood,
I bleed on the inside, the soul ravaged and dying.
I want to fix my dying spirit,
wanna cure the disease, press the off button,
but it would never be that easy, it never is.
Turning to the darkness,
I wrap myself in the embrace of cold,
numbing inside, not feeling anymore.
Pain gnawing away at a strong will,
resolve stuck and drained away like blood,
I bleed on the inside, the soul ravaged and dying.
Turning to the darkness,
I wrap myself in the embrace of cold,
numbing inside, not feeling anymore.
I bleed on the inside....
This one was written for a friend, Mykellah...
SILVER FEATHERS
Moon just rising to the sky.
Poison is in the air tonight.
Negativity at it's pinnacle height.
Reminded ever rudely of my
Mortality...
It is the cycle of violence.
Violence used on violent oppressed
Brings violent ends.
Take a drink of the pain-reliever.
Then quick you will realize
Why they call it the hate breeder.
Spewing poison and disease.
Words like a virus infecting all I see.
Take your sword, oh reaper.
Show her tender mercy.
End her pain for her.
Purify all the plague I see.
Forgive the father.
Breeder of hate had his mind.
Never would of wanted to hurt her.
But never has he looked behind.
To see...
See the crimson stains of bloody thoughts.
See the broken wings of an angel fallen.
See the fractured soul of a young flame.
See the pale reflection in the mirror.
And scream!
Forgive the father.
Breeder of hate had his mind.
Never would of wanted to hurt here.
But he had to drive the stake further.
Breeder of hate,
Intoxicating drink,
Washed the pain away.
Breeder of hate,
Aneasthezized the conscience,
Cause he's got some death to do!
(( Silver feathers,...
Lonely angel, left to repair her crushed wings.
And a soul torched and twisted by his poison. ))
See...
See the crimson stains of bloody thoughts.
See the broken wings of an angel fallen.
See the fractured soul of a young flame.
See the pale reflection in the mirror.
And cry!
Mourn innocence lost...