Before The Celebration

Before the celebration
There was silence
Before the laughter
There was hatred
There was an air between
Almost a brick wall
That wanted to keep us apart
But we overcame that
And wandered over
And wandered over
To the other side
Where we could fine
Just what we
Didn't really know
What we were looking for

Please Don't Sleep

Please don't sleep my love
That face does not
Make you attractive to me
There never was enough
of a spark
To keep my fire burning
I got no excuse
I hope that's alright
Cause i ain't beggin
For no apology
There's no point
In wasting the breath
When I know one hundred percent
That there's no way
that I deserve it

Self Destruction (God Made Flesh)

with a lust for self destruction
And an appetite for poison on my mind
Frailty in the eternal winter
The avalanche master will not obey
He will only despise your will
The will to live and shirk the controls
Designed to ensure
That you live
The way they want you to, without
a single ounce of control
that would give you
The freedom to not die
At someone's else hands

I Wanted

I wanted to see
If four walls could hold me
I wanted to see
If i would ever sleep again
I wanted to see
If fire would even burn me
Anymore

Rusty Stairs

on rusty swings we play
Getting higher as we go
Flying off
into the ether
Never ever wanting
To come back down
so Give me one last push
And I'll blast off
In a wave of smoke
Into the atmosphere
Where I promise
To never look down
And never to look back
What's done is owed
We've all gotten high
From flying on the swings

Halfway To The Stairs

We were halfway to the stairs
When you decided
That you no longer
Wanted to go on this trip
All our planning
All our packing
has gone to waste
Destroyed in much haste
By your tongue which spoke too soon
For now we are far away
The tension gone
The fear dissipated
You turned to me
and said
"Let's climb those stairs now"

Does The Left Hand Know?

Does the right hand know
That your left hand
In it’s long and prolonged absence
Is considering a rebellion?
To take back control
Of the pleasure that rules
It’s masters mind.
There is only
One hand that may
Emerge from the struggle
Victorious, with only
A few scars. Although
Both may be intact
Under the skin
The signs are perfectly
Obvious to those
Who decide
Not to be oblivious