Fall Into Me
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Our tongue may be foreign but our scars are the same.
We’re gliding through a moment of imperfect time, cast as shadows over life once mine. And when the hand strikes again, what’s to come, will we survive this sinking ship? We’ll lose our shipmates as our signals go up and we go down.
So share your words and save yourself.
We’re gliding through a moment of imperfect time, cast as shadows over life once mine. And when the hand strikes again, what’s to come, will we survive this sinking ship? We’ll lose our shipmates as our signals go up and we go down.
So share your words and save yourself.
Catharsis
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Was I the lone soul that they sent to silence the rapture? For when I arrived the song I sought had died.
Guided by echoes, the whispers had led me to exits, and the beat which I followed softly hollowed as I wrapped myself in their airy words.
Keep hold of faith, we haven’t faded just yet. We’ll arise and then we’ll defy those who prayed for our early rest.
When we’ve risen once more and the elegy is called, we’ll sing the songs that made us then forever adore their silence.
Guided by echoes, the whispers had led me to exits, and the beat which I followed softly hollowed as I wrapped myself in their airy words.
Keep hold of faith, we haven’t faded just yet. We’ll arise and then we’ll defy those who prayed for our early rest.
When we’ve risen once more and the elegy is called, we’ll sing the songs that made us then forever adore their silence.
The World We Knew
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“Sorry, we missed you...” read the note they left behind. With it, our broken home, and so the story unwinds. As I retraced your steps I found you by our sacred ground. Desecrating what we named our cherished, you tainted the beauty we had found.
Watch the skyline as the second sun is forged and I melt within the bright eyes.
For the last time. I’ll fake a smile to each of you and I’ll sink within the night.
Poisoned lips met you; once you know them you can’t find the sanctuary you helped build. You’ve thrown away a lifetime. I can sense the life being drawn, in your spirits you will drown. Desecrating what’s now your cherished I’ll burn your love straight to the ground.
Oh my dear, watch the sky as you burn.
Watch the skyline as the second sun is forged and I melt within the bright eyes.
For the last time. I’ll fake a smile to each of you and I’ll sink within the night.
Watch the skyline as the second sun is forged and I melt within the bright eyes.
For the last time. I’ll fake a smile to each of you and I’ll sink within the night.
Poisoned lips met you; once you know them you can’t find the sanctuary you helped build. You’ve thrown away a lifetime. I can sense the life being drawn, in your spirits you will drown. Desecrating what’s now your cherished I’ll burn your love straight to the ground.
Oh my dear, watch the sky as you burn.
Watch the skyline as the second sun is forged and I melt within the bright eyes.
For the last time. I’ll fake a smile to each of you and I’ll sink within the night.
Cover Your Eyes
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I need shelter. I need somewhere to call my home. For this life I’ve dwelled in, I have truly outgrown.
I’m so tired. I have been through this times before. I’ve learnt the only way to cope, is when others fall.
I’m no martyr my dear, I am an actor and these lines were written long before our birth.
I find myself in skeletal woods, witness to the life being drawn from freezing ground.
And as masked figures start chasing me, I flee along where path is not found.
Look to my left and all I see is all that was engulfed in numbing filigree.
Look to my right and all that I know, death dwells here and it’s my time to go.
And as the cold runs through my mind.
I feel my loss, and it starts to bind.
And as ice starts enveloping me.
I know I’ll leave without any eulogy.
I’m no martyr my dear, I am an actor and these lines were written long before our birth and I am regretfully stronger today.
I’m so tired. I have been through this times before. I’ve learnt the only way to cope, is when others fall.
I’m no martyr my dear, I am an actor and these lines were written long before our birth.
I find myself in skeletal woods, witness to the life being drawn from freezing ground.
And as masked figures start chasing me, I flee along where path is not found.
Look to my left and all I see is all that was engulfed in numbing filigree.
Look to my right and all that I know, death dwells here and it’s my time to go.
And as the cold runs through my mind.
I feel my loss, and it starts to bind.
And as ice starts enveloping me.
I know I’ll leave without any eulogy.
I’m no martyr my dear, I am an actor and these lines were written long before our birth and I am regretfully stronger today.
Reverie
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“Where do you hide your poems?” She said.
“Not here.” said I, and journeyed three steps.
“Where do you hide your stories?” She asked.
“There are no stories.” I journeyed three more.
“Where did you hide our tale?” She questioned.
“You never wrote with me.”
No, you never wrote with me.
“Where lays your cherished?” I said.
“Not here.” Said I, and regretted three steps.
“Where’s your future lead you?” I asked.
“There is no future.” I regretted three more.
“Where’s life guiding you now?” I questioned.
“Life’s left me here.”
Oh, life’s left me here.
Silence forms such clear sound. Vivid life’s no longer found, all that lingers in its place is bland pantomime.
Fall, fall into beauty.
Fall through another's life.
Fall,
I’m falling.
I’m falling.
I’m falling.
I’ve fallen.
Stay still, beautiful one and tonight we’ll paint a perfect scene. Beauty incarnate, will you lend your heart to me? Part with your confines and such splendour I will hold. Wrap your warmth beside mine and we’ll avert the coming cold.
We’ll compose the greatest story, we’ll compose the grandest scene, we’ll compose such splendid beauty that infinity will envy.
Thrown in reality, no hold on fantasy. The words I laid to rest once more breathe.
“Where’s life guiding you now?”
“Life’s left me here.”
“Not here.” said I, and journeyed three steps.
“Where do you hide your stories?” She asked.
“There are no stories.” I journeyed three more.
“Where did you hide our tale?” She questioned.
“You never wrote with me.”
No, you never wrote with me.
“Where lays your cherished?” I said.
“Not here.” Said I, and regretted three steps.
“Where’s your future lead you?” I asked.
“There is no future.” I regretted three more.
“Where’s life guiding you now?” I questioned.
“Life’s left me here.”
Oh, life’s left me here.
Silence forms such clear sound. Vivid life’s no longer found, all that lingers in its place is bland pantomime.
Fall, fall into beauty.
Fall through another's life.
Fall,
I’m falling.
I’m falling.
I’m falling.
I’ve fallen.
Stay still, beautiful one and tonight we’ll paint a perfect scene. Beauty incarnate, will you lend your heart to me? Part with your confines and such splendour I will hold. Wrap your warmth beside mine and we’ll avert the coming cold.
We’ll compose the greatest story, we’ll compose the grandest scene, we’ll compose such splendid beauty that infinity will envy.
Thrown in reality, no hold on fantasy. The words I laid to rest once more breathe.
“Where’s life guiding you now?”
“Life’s left me here.”
Burning Hearts
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Did you feel when the world stopped breathing? It was when your eyes met mine. Faith, could you answer me this? How could the world be such a beautiful place while I’m left festering in isolation? Death, let us meet again, I’m offering this pain in favour of damnation.
And as hearts start bleeding, grab the paper, I’ll seal my fate.
And as hearts start burning, grab each ember, our souls will elate.
Wounds will guide and shape our future. Every wound, every wound.
Wounds will set our past from future. Every wound, every one.
Did you hear when our hearts stopped beating and wept with a blackened shine? Faith, could you answer me this? How could the world be such a beautiful place while I’m left festering in isolation? Death, let us meet again, I’m offering this pain in favour of damnation.
Freeze all we’re living for. As you play your sadistic charade.
And as hearts start bleeding, grab the paper, I’ll seal my fate.
And as hearts start burning, grab each ember, our souls will elate.
Wounds will guide and shape our future. Every wound, every wound.
Wounds will set our past from future. Every wound, every one.
And as hearts start bleeding, grab the paper, I’ll seal my fate.
And as hearts start burning, grab each ember, our souls will elate.
Wounds will guide and shape our future. Every wound, every wound.
Wounds will set our past from future. Every wound, every one.
Did you hear when our hearts stopped beating and wept with a blackened shine? Faith, could you answer me this? How could the world be such a beautiful place while I’m left festering in isolation? Death, let us meet again, I’m offering this pain in favour of damnation.
Freeze all we’re living for. As you play your sadistic charade.
And as hearts start bleeding, grab the paper, I’ll seal my fate.
And as hearts start burning, grab each ember, our souls will elate.
Wounds will guide and shape our future. Every wound, every wound.
Wounds will set our past from future. Every wound, every one.
A Darker Shade of White
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We laid atop the fragile edge which lingered above the riverbed. Whilst mapping stars you took my hand and then my heart. Yet, as I sung a song of passion, you fell from my envisioned verse. Left without a song to sing, I was thrown within this curse.
And as sunsets fly over sea, the stars will dance over malignancy. I am longing to join them, I am longing to swoon in their wake. A chance? No, they’d never take me.
I filled the river that laid below. Guided by misery, pain and sorrow, I crawled to where dreams dwell through day hoping you’d grace me with your voice, so fey. Praying, “Uncover trinkets love and then please burn them all, charm me with sweet nothings, dear, please cater to your thrall.”
Yet in response, resonating, I heard my sallow cry. Your being left with my sense and now I live within this lie.
Lost, I’ll find direction in cessation.
Misery is the only line that I found today.
Starved from your eyes, how could elation remain?
The most striking soul that has ever breathed
only lives to reap the life from me.
And as sunsets fly over sea, the stars dance over malignancy. I am longing to join them, I am longing to swoon in their wake. A chance? No, I’d never leave you.
And as sunsets fly over sea, the stars will dance over malignancy. I am longing to join them, I am longing to swoon in their wake. A chance? No, they’d never take me.
I filled the river that laid below. Guided by misery, pain and sorrow, I crawled to where dreams dwell through day hoping you’d grace me with your voice, so fey. Praying, “Uncover trinkets love and then please burn them all, charm me with sweet nothings, dear, please cater to your thrall.”
Yet in response, resonating, I heard my sallow cry. Your being left with my sense and now I live within this lie.
Lost, I’ll find direction in cessation.
Misery is the only line that I found today.
Starved from your eyes, how could elation remain?
The most striking soul that has ever breathed
only lives to reap the life from me.
And as sunsets fly over sea, the stars dance over malignancy. I am longing to join them, I am longing to swoon in their wake. A chance? No, I’d never leave you.
Human Becomes Redefined
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I’ll be lingering wherever you go, and through each movement your treachery will show. I’ll inoculate my once flawless soul and then know my weakness will numb.
And while I thought I found our one desire. I shaped a flame as poignant as a funeral pyre’s. I wrote words that I thought you would hold. But dream’s reality has become so cold.
I’ll show the world of what’s to be, I’ll destroy the art of fallacy, I’ll be the heart of meaning, when you utter “blasphemy”.
How is past revered with blood on each note? Your only passion is forcing lies out your throat. I’ll formulate the one remedy that will coat and suppress all of you.
March along in imperfect unison; it’s naďve to think that we can’t see; we know the life you boast of is trite banality.
Words wear like weathered gowns; it’s not just apparent to me, your composure doesn’t hide such faltering quality.
So follow me, I’ll show the world of what’s to be, I’ll destroy the art of fallacy, I’ll be the heart of meaning, when you utter “blasphemy”.
And while I thought I found our one desire. I shaped a flame as poignant as a funeral pyre’s. I wrote words that I thought you would hold. But dream’s reality has become so cold.
I’ll show the world of what’s to be, I’ll destroy the art of fallacy, I’ll be the heart of meaning, when you utter “blasphemy”.
How is past revered with blood on each note? Your only passion is forcing lies out your throat. I’ll formulate the one remedy that will coat and suppress all of you.
March along in imperfect unison; it’s naďve to think that we can’t see; we know the life you boast of is trite banality.
Words wear like weathered gowns; it’s not just apparent to me, your composure doesn’t hide such faltering quality.
So follow me, I’ll show the world of what’s to be, I’ll destroy the art of fallacy, I’ll be the heart of meaning, when you utter “blasphemy”.
Caustic Dreams
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Go along, please believe. Believe that you’re atop the remnants of a dying culture. Casting ‘nameless’ in shadow set by your figure whilst ruling on your imposing throne. Irony builds as fast as your decent. You see monarchies are out of fashion and “Oh Queen” you fell so long ago. Your reality is reality I’ll never know.
You see this picture? Your figure's fading within the nothingness that I'm creating. And I won’t cry, I won’t offer a tear for you alone led yourself here.
Cathedral bells sing your name. A name built by the omnipotence of ignorance. Set thralls to false scripture free, clear the pews as grace’ll never show. Dead resonance denounced your reverence. You see deaf are the lives that you orate to. As sermons leave unknown the enmity laid lay your future alone.
A season’s suffering that’s in honour of your lack of faith. I don’t need this. I don’t need you. This last fall will strike your eyes. I hold the flame, I’m just counting down the time. Now fall.
Degenerate with the sky as air, wallows in ash. For this is ending night and tonight we’ll witness theatre’s crash. Aside lost grace I’ll lay. Once we cease to act this play. Lighting fall and curtain call, will end this darkened day.
You see this picture? Your figure's fading within the nothingness that I'm creating. And I won’t cry, I won’t offer a tear for you alone led yourself here.
You see this picture? Your figure's fading within the nothingness that I'm creating. And I won’t cry, I won’t offer a tear for you alone led yourself here.
Cathedral bells sing your name. A name built by the omnipotence of ignorance. Set thralls to false scripture free, clear the pews as grace’ll never show. Dead resonance denounced your reverence. You see deaf are the lives that you orate to. As sermons leave unknown the enmity laid lay your future alone.
A season’s suffering that’s in honour of your lack of faith. I don’t need this. I don’t need you. This last fall will strike your eyes. I hold the flame, I’m just counting down the time. Now fall.
Degenerate with the sky as air, wallows in ash. For this is ending night and tonight we’ll witness theatre’s crash. Aside lost grace I’ll lay. Once we cease to act this play. Lighting fall and curtain call, will end this darkened day.
You see this picture? Your figure's fading within the nothingness that I'm creating. And I won’t cry, I won’t offer a tear for you alone led yourself here.
