True Night's Romantic

Don't sleep just yet,
I think we need tonight,
To watch the moon set,
And embrace the sunrise's light.

Prove to ourselves that light is there,
Even when shrouded in dark,
That together we can bear,
The black with our fire by spark.

Together we will do our own,
Holding hands watching the sun rise,
Together we are not alone,
As we stare into each others eyes.

Knowing that through the night we stay,
Hoping to see dawn break's light,
Smiling with our hands a sway,
Noticing that your eyes still shine more bright.

Then we fall asleep,
As you my arms embrace,
Together the day we reap,
My chest to your face.

When we awake,
From waves sweeping the Atlantic,
Smiles erupt to our faces like earthquakes,
For we lived the night romantic.

Prey Beware

Listen to our bellowing cries,
Crashing through the night,
A wolf pack made up of alibis,
Under the moons all concealing light.

Hear it in the howl,
The scent of the red soaked white,
We are on the prowl,
And you’re the prey tonight.

The smell of blood is pungent in the air,
Like a gas line sprung a leak;
We stop and stare,
Studying the weak.

Synchronized in paces,
We become bullets tearing through the wind;
The cold burns our faces,
As if we were skinned.

We are gaining ground,
At astonishing speed,
Yet we make not a sound,
To give you any heed.

We pounce on arrival,
Like a bolt of lightening,
It’s essential to survival,
To instill a lifeless frightening.

We don’t mess around,
As it is a matter of life of death;
You’re stomach bound,
Once we steal your breath.

Under this moon of crescent,
The rest of your crimson blood will be spilled,
Once living a life effervescent,
Is now left killed.

You have met your fate,
Before me and my pack,
You’re the entrée and the world is the plate,
As we finish our attack.

We feel no remorse,
Feeding ourselves is no crime,
Nothing personal of course,
For we all have to die sometime.

The smell of blood is the notice,
That we will soon be there;
The land will still bestow us,
So prey beware.

Don't Wake Up

You fell asleep,
And now you are shackled in Hell,
Your true dream you can't keep,
You're afraid, and I can tell.

What happens when you awake,
To see that this Hell is true,
How long until you will forsake,
The sanity holding together you.

These nightmares are reality,
Just don't wake up,
You will become the fatality,
So don't wake up.

Unfortunate loss,
That of your will,
Out for the coin toss,
Tails shows and your blood spills.

The legs cave in,
As you collapse to the ground,
Drenched in your sin again,
With no one around.

These nightmares are reality,
Just don't wake up,
You will become the fatality,
So don't wake up.

There is no way back from here,
You're lost in the deep end,
Drowning in your fear,
For yourself you can't fend.

It feels so alone,
As at the sound of her voice it falls apart,
We all should of known,
I won't be easy to fix the broken pieces of my heart.

These nightmares are reality,
Just don't wake up,
You will become the fatality,
So don't wake up.

Don't wake up,
Or you will be dead,
Don't wake up,
Or you will never be wed.

Follow Me Home

I wander around,
In search of what's left of me,
If it was never lost can it be found,
Or will it just cease to be?

The one I love is found here,
But he is no longer alone,
Someone else is holding him dear,
As I should of known.

Now I just look into his eyes,
And tears form to our faces,
We break into cries,
For we no longer have the same embraces.

Now we don't know what to do,
In this land we comb,
I walk away but keep looking at you,
Will you follow me home?

Once over the hill where you can not see,
I collapse to my knees and cry my heart out,
Just hoping you followed to find me,
And take away my hearts drought.

Waiting for your return,
Into my long since empty arms which miss you,
That inside my is dimly burning,
This love I still hold true.

Heart Broken

Maybe he wants to leave,
But his heart still beats the same,
Without a way for him to breath,
He hears your echoing name.

He has lost his way,
As his road is now gone,
Will he see the light of day,
Beyond his depression so wrong.

Imprisoned, on a sinking ship,
He drowns behind bars,
Looking for the lips,
That had him living in the stars.

If he could find a way back,
He would run there at top speed,
Through the door and the crack,
To you it would lead.

He deadly misses the past,
When he was less sad,
Memories when forever they would last,
The time they never had.

He's filled the ocean with his tears,
As he lives with the words unspoken,
It was the worst of his fears,
Leaving his heart broken.

Peace Of Mind

Just another one in the crowd,
Fighting for my chance to break through,
Of my accomplishments I may be proud,
But will that be enough for you.

I am strong enough to stand on my own two feet,
Or at least I wish that I could say,
My strength is my own defeat,
Because I am not a part of that cliche.

I am not the one who can hold his own,
Rather just watch me fall,
Once again feel so alone,
As I just witness me losing it all.

Why must I let everything pass me by,
Such a curse in which I possess,
Sometimes I wonder why I even try,
Let me tell you I'm a mess.

Just let me bury it,
Just to see it happen again,
Excavate the grave for it,
In a losing game can I win?

I am not the one who can hold his own,
Rather just watch me fall,
Once again feel so alone,
As I just witness me losing it all.

We all feel this weak,
At sometime in our life,
Such a losing streak,
That we find ourselves staring down the knife.

Cause we can't do it alone,
Without a tourniquet to bind,
Through this pain we have grown,
And left us with some peace of mind.

The Great Fire

A haziness fills the air,
This picture is foggy to the eye,
You stand there and stare,
As smoke trickles into the sky.

Still waiting for your loves return,
You gag on the all consuming fumes,
Your body begins to burn,
I am on my way you presume.

And through these thick flames,
You see my shadow in distance,
You hear me calling your name,
As you stand with resistance.

Trapped in this great fire,
But you trust me to break through,
Waiting for the thirst of desire,
Waiting for me to save you.

This burning paradise,
Is our test of endurance,
Once we prevail it will be nice,
As fall back on love as assurance.

I storm into this wall,
The heat is more then we can stand,
I come up to you as you fall,
I catch you and take your hand.

And through these thick flames,
You see my shadow in distance,
You hear me calling your name,
As you stand with resistance.

Trapped in this great fire,
But you trust me to break through,
Waiting for the thirst of desire,
Waiting for me to save you.

Once we are far enough away,
We drop to the ground,
We watch it burn to gray,
Without making a sound.

So much beauty within this disaster,
As it becomes but an ember,
A year later we have grew faster,
We still remember.

And through these thick flames,
You see my shadow in distance,
You hear me calling your name,
As you stand with resistance.

Trapped in this great fire,
But you trust me to break through,
Waiting for the thirst of desire,
Waiting for me to save you.

The ashes that pulled us together,
The smoke that once filled the sky above,
We knew it was now or never,
To prove our love.

We are left with only the memory,
Of the fire where our love made its start,
How much this event means to me,
And how it still burns in our hearts.

Cross The Line

You say the fault is your own,
But I know it is mine,
While they steal our throne,
We fall further behind.

This royal relation we possess,
Is being taken from under our feet,
Our beating hearts are left a mess,
We have fallen to this masked deceit.

So this is our last chance,
To make the lost found,
Recreate our first dance,
Upon this earthquake stricken ground.

Just follow the rhythm of the beat,
Synchronize our watches back in time,
Back to the moment where we meet,
And once again we will cross the line.

Let's run through this town,
Like bulls on parade,
Turn the world upside down,
Just to end up in the same masquerade.

This place is not the same,
I miss the days when these streets were home,
Back when me and you would play the game,
And through this city we'd roam.

So this is our last chance,
To make the lost found,
Recreate our first dance,
Upon this earthquake stricken ground.

Just follow the rhythm of the beat,
Synchronize our watches back in time,
Back to the moment where we meet,
And once again we will cross the line.

We are the lost,
Who now are the found,
The lines we have crossed,
Leave our hearts bound.

Friends hearts work together,
Like a bullet to a gun,
They live through all weather,
Because they beat as one.