with a simple blink of an eye
the trupeter stops
he has run out of breath
he dtops to his knees
to regain his breath
panting and gasping for as much air
as he can fit into his tired lungs
he risses to his feet
with tears in his eyes
he has failed

A part of me has died, it was the piece that made me be. Looking through these tears, I think could I have prevented the loss? Sworn I would not return here, the deed is done, it's out of reach. But e

A part of me has died, it was the piece that made me be.
Looking through these tears,
I think could I have prevented the loss?
Sworn I would not return here,
the deed is done, it's out of reach.
But every step that I make just takes me down this path.
Promised myself, I'd

I've failed in love again.
Will I ever win?
All the pain and suffering.
Born to lose, accept my fate.
Looking back I hate myself for the scars I've left.
I have become my nightmares, I have become my fears.
Everything I've touched has rot away.
Can I redeem myself for

i tested your patience
without you even knowiing
so i continued to throw words
around carelessly
i knew how to get you off
certain words
evoked this beast from you
it was your carless eyes
that strayed away
which brought forth
your true feelings
now te

Deconstruct their lies their
ideas of love
and sin norms prescribed by moral whores and reinforced by sick masters architects of abberation cut their throats make them bleed the false gods are now naked burn this dogma down burn it down ascension beyond and above their hymns of lies an

Ostracized by the disciples of a dark empire
by deamons dressed in white staying the infidels spreading lies bringers of death and horror quenching their sadistic thirst for blood a quest that made this land a mass grave still the chorus of pleas and remain unheard demanding justice for th

We are born alone damned and frail
searching to lift this curse of despair a cureless disease that bring only pain to those that have been betrayed and scarred left devoid of love another desecrated soul now walks this earth suffering and dying in loneless all that is left memories, lost in

In a time where hope is lost,
I have sworn myself, never follow the lost souls.
Walking this shattered world, prophesising a bitter end.
I won't bow down to them or their god.
All your righteous words.
They were never for me.
All your righteous words, they were never for

Forever gone, suffer in deception as you learn the hardest truth.
After all the confusion nothing seems familiar.
What has been broken for so long can never be the same.
This is how it will be until the day I die.
I can't turn back from here.
How can I save myself with one fo

In my soul I know what is gone and what remains.
Fearing that time will break me, I doubt I'm strong enough.
As my life slips through my hands, I feel my heart grows cold.
What can you do when your fate unfolds before you?
Holding onto what's left of myself.
I lost my fucking

Unholy crusades pursued
by legions of prophets chanting the graces of this man-made cage glorifying slavery so kneel before the altar of the new gods and pray for salvation bring forth all the idols of hell and filth banish them from this world for blasphemous deeds untold or the prophets o

her cloths were soaked with mildew
ropes burned their way
through her fragile thin wrists
i stood over her
watching to see
if she was going to live or die
i remember her
screaming and scratching to my arms
while i was tying her wrists
behind her back
she w

Suffering for all this time, I've slowly died inside.
These bleeding wounds have not yet healed
and I can't escape the pain.
Now I need to find the strength to leave it all behind.
My past won't be my fate and my scars won't hold me down.
I have to save myself.
Memories,

do you know the glorious?
do you know they breathe and live?
the strict attention that they give
toward their competition
is comparable to any domiant country
that exists today
not allowing their alertness
to be distracted while they take
what they want
your a

now we are here
we are closer to absolute control
more than ever before
my growing desire
to conquer the world
increases over night
this surge of poetic tyranny
gushes through my body conduits
feelings meet me face to face
i stand up taller than you
and wa

a clustered mind is not a benefical one
i am being chocked mentally
thought flow through my head
like a verbose raging river
tambling four word phrases
jumping from noun to noun
i yearn to live for a a person
that can make me feel like pious
but instead i am shatt

No one makes it alone in this world of shit,
so build a place to exist and call it home.
To the few by my side, you are my everything.
For the few by my side, I'd give anything.
My friends and my family.
They make me who I am,
this is the one thing in my life that is trul

Fuck you, you created this face and this misery.
Something once my saving grave is now a bitter memory.
Searching for answers to questions I shouldn't ask.
Just know I'll always hate you for what you've fucking done.
Why must beauty always die in these callous hands?
Feels li

the damage has been done
listen to the cries of turmoil
as the day continues to rain
you can hear the vocal violence
silence the crowd
words fall short of sound
as the loudest of men
becom speechless
lack of breath
is what swept me away
as i wallow
hel