nightshifft
01-02-2010, 07:03 PM
Nite kisses
Your kiss still hot in my mind
your touch still caressing my flesh
the scent of your hair still hangs in the air
Nite kisses and dreams of you
fill the midnight air
i toss and i turn and for you i still burn
i hear your voice begging me not to leave
but in the end you know i must go
so now i suffer the pain of my hemorrhaging soul
as it bleeds out its love
dyeing like a burnt smoldering coal
nite kisses and sweet dreams of you
are all i have left
the touch of your hand still burns
in my mind the scent of your hair still lingers there
and nite kisses still caress my lips
as i dream of you once more
I wake to find realities harsh glare
rushing through the day
into the night to a new rendezvous
with nite kisses upon my dreaming lips
dark
Crow
Black obsidian jewel
raucous caw foretelling doom
3000 miles of lies as the crow flies
midnight screams blood covered dreams
wither and die in the glare of that cold black eye
storm crow flies war on the rise
drums of war call fathers son
to die in some foreign land
seeking glory finding none
lifeless hands still griping broken blade
never to see his home again his love again
heavy flapping wings casting shadows on
cold lifeless forms
feasting on the innocent who died
to young never knowing why
bloated corpse reflected
in carrion crows unblinking eye
shocked grimace on pale cold face
never feeling the steel that found him
leaking his soul
to that lonely dark place
hand still clutching tattered black book
bloated corpse reflected in carrion
crows unblinking eye
head cocked whimsically
as Exodus sharp beak
feeds off the bounty of the land
. Eye for eye, tooth for tooth, hand for hand, foot for foot.
and the red feasting began
Black obsidian jewel
on field of red
is this the banner we follow to our future fate
storm crow flies always ahead of
our lives bleeding our mortality to feed our insatiable greed
and its own horrible need
flights of glory painted black on field of red
keep your eyes on the prize and we may yet
commit collective suicide
dark
magic
do you believe in magic
magic rings magic beans magic rhymes magic times
magic talismans
the witching hour
do you believe in magic
once upon a time
I used to dream of fairys flying on magical wings
Halloween haunting's that would make you scream
ghost goblins
dark coffins under the stairs
wand waving mage's
catching a ride on Pegasus back
do you believe in magic
not any more
the tears that grace my face when I think of you
have silenced the dragons roar
little Jackie Paper comes no more
do you believe in magic
as you grow older and your dreams
only come at a price
you trade off the magic little by little
until the hundred acre wood is
cold and still with out life
When I was a child, I spoke as a child
, I understood as a child when
I became a man, I put away childish things.
and grew old blind lonely and bored
waiting for death to close the door
dreams of tree houses never built
fairy gardens and magical fairs
when I think of how you would laugh and smile
when old Dragons growled
I can almost recall how the fairy folk flew
how magic lived in
my love for you
dark
Your kiss still hot in my mind
your touch still caressing my flesh
the scent of your hair still hangs in the air
Nite kisses and dreams of you
fill the midnight air
i toss and i turn and for you i still burn
i hear your voice begging me not to leave
but in the end you know i must go
so now i suffer the pain of my hemorrhaging soul
as it bleeds out its love
dyeing like a burnt smoldering coal
nite kisses and sweet dreams of you
are all i have left
the touch of your hand still burns
in my mind the scent of your hair still lingers there
and nite kisses still caress my lips
as i dream of you once more
I wake to find realities harsh glare
rushing through the day
into the night to a new rendezvous
with nite kisses upon my dreaming lips
dark
Crow
Black obsidian jewel
raucous caw foretelling doom
3000 miles of lies as the crow flies
midnight screams blood covered dreams
wither and die in the glare of that cold black eye
storm crow flies war on the rise
drums of war call fathers son
to die in some foreign land
seeking glory finding none
lifeless hands still griping broken blade
never to see his home again his love again
heavy flapping wings casting shadows on
cold lifeless forms
feasting on the innocent who died
to young never knowing why
bloated corpse reflected
in carrion crows unblinking eye
shocked grimace on pale cold face
never feeling the steel that found him
leaking his soul
to that lonely dark place
hand still clutching tattered black book
bloated corpse reflected in carrion
crows unblinking eye
head cocked whimsically
as Exodus sharp beak
feeds off the bounty of the land
. Eye for eye, tooth for tooth, hand for hand, foot for foot.
and the red feasting began
Black obsidian jewel
on field of red
is this the banner we follow to our future fate
storm crow flies always ahead of
our lives bleeding our mortality to feed our insatiable greed
and its own horrible need
flights of glory painted black on field of red
keep your eyes on the prize and we may yet
commit collective suicide
dark
magic
do you believe in magic
magic rings magic beans magic rhymes magic times
magic talismans
the witching hour
do you believe in magic
once upon a time
I used to dream of fairys flying on magical wings
Halloween haunting's that would make you scream
ghost goblins
dark coffins under the stairs
wand waving mage's
catching a ride on Pegasus back
do you believe in magic
not any more
the tears that grace my face when I think of you
have silenced the dragons roar
little Jackie Paper comes no more
do you believe in magic
as you grow older and your dreams
only come at a price
you trade off the magic little by little
until the hundred acre wood is
cold and still with out life
When I was a child, I spoke as a child
, I understood as a child when
I became a man, I put away childish things.
and grew old blind lonely and bored
waiting for death to close the door
dreams of tree houses never built
fairy gardens and magical fairs
when I think of how you would laugh and smile
when old Dragons growled
I can almost recall how the fairy folk flew
how magic lived in
my love for you
dark