The Phoenix-My DefinitionA mythical bird that never dies, the phoenix flies far ahead to the front, always scanning the landscape and distant space. It represents our capacity for vision, for collecting sensory information about our environment and the events unfolding within it. The phoenix, with its great beauty, creates intense excitement and deathless inspiration.
Immerciful SleepI hide my tears behind a plastic smile,I'm only going to live for a short while.Along with these pills I swallow my pride,death train comes, I go along for a ride.I lay down on my blackened bed,by morning hopefully I'll be dead.They all thought I was in deep sleep,now that they've noticed they sadly weep.Isn't there suppose to be bright lights I walk to?I only see this dark hole I fall through.Family and friends all mourne at my wake,Dear Satan, my soul is yours to take.Down I go into the ground,You see even with out me, the world still goes 'round.One year since it happend, my bodies now rotten,gladly now I am forgotten
Grey SkiesGray Skies-All blue skies will turn to grayCloaking ballads of foolsSilence haunting a night once dayDead names swim of poolsAn ode to fearA faith that's gone in disarrayI taste your tearsThey want which once was casted playFollow your wordCall on your lordSearch for your kingVain do you bleedShame is your swordFolly a dreamOf all your self indulgenceThese are not worth crying soulsEstablishing transcendenceWhen you chalice cup of oldFaithfully standHe is done of youReaving the crème of your wombTaking hastily,your pride runs fadeThe vice, longing you scarceYou still believe itAnd board these seas in eighty dreamsWhen fate revealethA tyrants judgment flame be deemed