Puzzle PieceWhen the sun goes downand the daylight's gone,I wait around togive you all my loveBut there's no one there,no one in plain sightNo one for me inthe dead of the nightWhere is the piece thatfits the puzzle hole,the key to the lockof my lonely soul?Is there someone theresearching for me too?Wandering the nighttill dawn shines anew?
Rusty WiresNo heart beatsbeneath my chestI have no need,I have no breathSee I woke upwithout a headNever knowingI was deadA cold bodygetting warmerfrom the bloodspilling overPouring outthe carotid,like water frompipes that rottedRusty wiresare neglected,undead flesh isthen dissectedNot a cure,just a band-aidIt will fall off,in time it fades
Meant To BeYou make me want,want to dieTear out my heartwhile I crySo take my heart,my life tooFor life is nothingwithout youForever yours,can't you seeWe're clearlymeant to be
SharkSo cold inside,falling apartOut for blood,like a sharkSwimming aroundthis lonely sea,trying to findsomeone like me
ConsequencesThe consequencesof being meyou'll never know,you'll never seeI hide things well,I play the part,but I was dyingfrom the startNow it's too lateto ever go backSo now I livewith what I lack
WeakIf I hadn'tbeen so weak,I wouldn't nowbe so meekControlled by pills,by therapy,but they know nothingabout meI need that angerto fuel the firethat keeps me goingwhen I tireBut now I'm notthe real meShe's trapped inside,never to be free
FoolWill you everlook at melike I'm the one,like you love meYou never willbecause life's cruelEither thator I'm a fool
Heart AttackTime has takenyou from mebut time willgive you backThough cold youmay be nowand a warmthyou do lackTime is allthat we needto mend thisheart attack
Jack FrostBiting windsing me a songFrostbitten tune,I'll sing alongWinterland,a deathly showSo cold, Jack Frost,white as snowJack Frost, henipped at my noseMy heart was openbut his, it frozeWill he eversee the SpringEver changewhat he singsPoor Jack Frostcan't melt awayNever warmwill his heart stay
DownfallAnd in this dark harvest of seasonMy life has completely lost reason,For which or against to decide.All lost in a savage and endless, bleak tideIn sadness and in kindnessIn light and in darkness.In a boat made of hopeI shall sail to tomorrow,In a winding hurricaneMade of treachery and sorrow.There's a spear, endless, and colossal spear...Piercing, slashing though my head.Starting somewhere in heaven,Ending somewhere in hell.Fighting, burning, crying, crashing.Are the armies within.In my head they are all thrashing.On the heaven's and hell's whim.To be light or to be darkness.A perpetual array.It's not merely my choice,But the choice of the way.It's an option of the voice,It's a thin line of gray.Is it a choice forced by fate,Is it a pre-set time and date?Or a choice to which I myself sway?But here's our story anyway
."Nothing that I do will matter.As all things will merely shatter!"All my hopes thus darkness scatter,As it shoves me a decree.As it si
Watercolor DreamsFlimsy watercolor dreams thatcan be erased with a few teardropscannot make you feel alive,but my chest was so hollow thateven a dying star was enoughto set my eyes alight
Sins of your fatherYou are not your father.You are not a killer because your father was a killer.You are not a king because your father was a great one.You should not be punished for your father's sins.You should not be respected too much for his deeds either.However your father brought you to this world,He gave you life and maybe a part of him is inside you.You have to prove this.If you want to honor his great deeds and clear his sins,If you want to be called with his name,and continue living in the house your father built,thenYou should pay your father's bills,Apologize for his mistakesandForgive to others the sins of your father.If not,Change your name,Leave all the goods your father earned,Leave the house he builtand Go.Go and start a new life.Again you have to prove that you are worthy of a new life.Go and Be a better man than your father.
Is It Love?If I hugged you,would you never let go?If I kissed you,would you cherish that moment?If I reached for your hand,would you take mine gently?If I needed a shoulder,would you let me cry on yours?If I needed to talk,would you really listen?If I needed to scream,would you do it with me?If I needed to go,would you come with me?If I fell for you,would you catch me?or just let me hit the pavement?
ShelterEscaped to the shelterof my head to forgetmy social straight jacket.
baby methuselahi think i'll be a tree -let each passing year adda ring to my bones,a bangle to my wrist,a shell to my skin.and someday someday i'llcut myself down at the ankles andexpose all my history,and you can see how far i've come,and how far i've yet to go.
Frankenstein's MonsterMy heart is a corpseFrankenstein grave robbed,Sowed back togetherin misfashioned macabreElectrified ittill death was conquered,But the consequence wasFrankenstein's monster