Dreamland I have been living in a dream a dream I created with my own hands where I like to walk around within the halls of this darkness Silence echoes surround me and I feel the velvet walls as they embrace me Feathers fall around me where the white raven watches with oracle eyes In a distant sky the music plays while all the stars fall into the sea ...
The passions fire burn within me and yet, where, how can they be expressed words have lost me How I hate my muse when she is mute silent in her ambiguous desire she rages like a storm she tears through my mind my soul a wild tempest She screams and she claws and tries to escape and yet there is only this blank the desire to create but nothing in which to shape ...
Ivory Box Where or where can it be my heart that was lost in the sea I hid it away in an ivory box and tossed away the key Never thought I'd need it again and when I look upon the waves it takes me back to the day when an ivory heart I tossed away But there arose from the mist and the foam a solider from the sea and within his hand he did have an ivory box which contained ...
Not Another Love Song I read these words and they reminded me of something I once heard on the radio I think it was a Sunday morning it was raining outside so the words drifted through the fuzz Somehow sad another love song I have heard a hundred times before Thought I would change the static but now the words still play in my mind I try to escape it ...
Updated 08-25-2008 at 09:11 PM by Dark Muse
The Land of Milk and Honey I'm under the gun why deny it? Bent beneath the thumb yet we all try to hide it What is freedom but ice and honey We all breathe the noxious gasses lost in our hallucinations the only release is one grave away What is truth? a savior? a saint? God's truth is a dose of prozac to put us all to sleep while the devil whispers ...
Updated 08-20-2008 at 07:46 PM by Dark Muse