Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Don't Scream


I hear the shattering sound as I watch blue and red electric lights
Dance franticly in front of my eyes; with a static sound in my ears.
I saw the crimson drip alongside my nose and down to my lips
I taste rust and revenge; something poisonous yet empowering
Then the black veil falls and winter buries itself deep within me
But then again it was a mighty blow…

Now I am infamous amongst Blackened Hearts…
The Beating Unison Of Decay- that longs to steal my breath away
Hear my pleas and cries. But I refuse to scream out loud.

They strike out against a midnight sky weaved from desperate hopes
It’s their sickening noise that reverberates through my savage mind
And as I try to fight the wind; a burning scent assaults my nostrils.
I feel my stomach churn. A gagging feeling sets deep in my throat.
This is all too surreal…

They Taunt And Smirk. They Spit And Claw. They Rape And Defile
“Have you ever woken up in hell? Ever faced the infinite darkness?
Ever had the devil laugh at you? Ever felt his sinister touch?”

The howling and cackling fades- the voices start to drone and wan.
As reality then washes over me like a waterfall- dousing me in relief.
I wake- chilled by my own heated sweat with a scream stuck in my throat
The nightmares always break my resolve- but I’ll never scream.

Bloodstained Conscience

I look down, my hands are covered in...
My own bloody sins
I wait around for my soul to cleanse...
Every memory of what I did
I'm only erasing my own recognition...
This is going to happen again

Painstaking, I spill more blood with each step
The sins I've committed, show themselves etched...
Within myself, my hands are covered in...
My own bloody sins
It doesn't make sense
I've taken the lives of many
And its eating away at mine
I've stolen the lives of many
I think I've finally crossed the line

I feel their blood...
Its spilling from out my wrists
I feel their blood...
How did it come to this?
I feel their blood...
Its spilling from out my wrists
I don't feel mine...
I don't even seem to exist

Slowly fading away
I've taken their lives
Their revenge is to take back
To take mine on this day
I feel their blood...
Its spilling from out my wrists
I don't feel mine
Its spilling from out my wrists