Face The Repercussions...

Now i can't believe you,
all the things you said were not true.
Your deep shining eyes,
are emotionless for me.
Your always glowing face is blank,
there's nothing i can see.
Your blissful smile,
doesn't calm me anymore.
The smell of your breath,
doesn't thrill me to the core.


I find fire in your eyes,
that burns my spirit.
I see blood in your face,
that cuts my throat.
There is a hammer in your hand,
that nails my heart.
You always make me fall to the knees,
with your insane wit without acting too smart.


The rage in my eyes,
you ignite every night,
can be compared to the eye of the sun.
The pain in my head,
you induct everyday,
can be compared to the shot of a gun.
The emptiness of my soul,
you left behind,
can be compared to the world without humans.


Now i m sick of the loneliness,
sick of the neglection,
sick of u acting like a true abduction.
And this rage will kill us all,
if we throw our heads against the wall.
This is where i can't take anymore,
either i die
or you suffer for every feeling you killed and every dream you tore...

Angel Of Hell...

My thoughts my illusions are demanding a solution
of the things i tried,
of my disdainfully crushed pride.
Of every thorn stabbed in my soul,
of every cut there in my throat.
About the bleedin gas that took me out of control
and no one listened when i shouted "i cannot handle more"

My dreams were drained out of the bleedin eyes,
it was an angel that gave me the poison always kept for me there beside.

She was designed for my punishments,
providin answers to all those sins i didn't do but was forced to pretend.

She cut me so deep so seamless,
played with my true innocence with acute brutalness.
Left me alone in the acidic shower,
detaching me of my feelings
that saw world in her eyes,
heaven in her face.
infinity in the palm of her hand
and eternity in her grace.


Her savaged eyes burned my soul,
she pushed me into depths of deaths,
when i wanted to hold.
She killed the voice of my thoughts,
and even destroyed the echoes of my hope.
Without even givin me a chance to show my self control.

She cut every vain from my body,
even when she got the blood stains on her wings.
Drilled a nail in my head,
n hanged me in the valley of death.
She blinded my eyes and left me on a two way road,
even gave me cyanide to damage my lungs n suffocate my throat.


Now i can finally be myself,
but her addiction won't let me.
Her memories haunt me,never let me free.
She comes and laughs in my dreams,but i don want to sleep.
And she spits on my face,
when i pray to free my severed heart,
lend me peace...