My Unoriginal Heart
Pain In The RainI was waiting for it to rain
To wash away all the pain
Walking on an Admiralty boulevard
Talking to my hollow empty heart
Yet all that I can hear
Whispering into my ear
Is the sound of your name
Everything else just seems lame
That was the day I turned around
And when you could not be found
You were always just so near
But you seemed to disappear
Every moment I tried to hold you dear
How could this come to be?
Why did this happen to me?
Please tell me I was not wrong
When I waited for you all along
Monday, June 20, 2005
The Moving Target That Shot Back
Hunting The WolverineI was never ever rescued
All the times when I was persued
Just because I never went with the flow
Just because I never bent my back low
They tried to break my back
The years have made me number
But I still remember the numbers
Those who set upon me
Those who sat upon me
They never had a good reason
But when they felt that it was the season
They always came
Thinking only of fun and game
I was their game
I always played along to pay them back
But there was no winning one on a pack
It was always hell in a cell
With no way out and no one there to help
When I bled I bled alone
Not sorry but weary and wretched to the bone
With pain and fury etched deep in the stone
I was told I needed medication
But I took a route of meditation
Because I needed no dictation
I still remember the 10 long years
Brought with so much blood and tears
What do you think I think about?
And now I am told I lacked management
But since when was I ever in an engagement?
I live only by my own statement
I have never regretted being who I am.
Thursday, June 16, 2005
Speak Your Heart
What I Really Wanna SayWhen I really have
Something to say
I write it out
Hoping that you
Would look at it some day
But you always
Seem to be too busy
Too busy to even listen
To just a few words
A few simple words
That come from my heart
It breaks me apart
That I can never
Have the chance to ever
Sing to you that
I will be Right Here Waiting
For you forever
It's a promise
I'm trying hard to keep
It's been nearly 4 years
But I will keep waiting
And believing
I hear the song
Everyday in my mind all the time
Especially when the clock chimes
When you say "Good nite......"
I told you that
Anyone who can sing can write
As long as the words
That come from your heart
Really mean something
Mean something to someone
That special someone
That is why I write
That is why I ask people to write
I keep asking and writing
Because we all have words
In all our hearts
That we would wish
For our special someones to read
Some day, Some where, Some time.
The blood of your soul is not
The Red Havoc
But what you really have to say
To that really special someone
Someday......
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
Fly Me Home
FlyawayI flew like a lonely wren
In search of my brethren
Soaring on broken wings
In the dark evenings
Found...... x2
Birds of like feather
They all came hither
Singing altogether
Singing of home
In all our sorrow
We could but follow
The sun during noon
And at night the moon
Singing altogether
Singing of home
Found......
The star that will lead us there
Soaring altogether
Soaring back home x2
Soaring back......
Sound Director: Landon Carlton
Saturday, June 11, 2005
My Life, My Legacy, My Legend.
The VoiceI will live as I believe
I will walk as I have walked
I will talk as I have talked
The silence is relative
It cannot hold me captive
And even in the fearsome dark
My words will all come out stark
Even if I be
Dead Dead Dead
Unless all ye
Hath sightless eyes
And deafened ears
Ye all will always hear me
And it shalt forevermore be so
Friday, June 10, 2005
Can We Ever Break Free?
"All paths in Life lead to Death and the only one true choice we have as men is between Right or Wrong. Every road is open but only one may each take. Freewill is highly relative....."~Havoc~
Honest Men Are Dead
The Measure Of A ManHow will you forge your soul?
Do you dare to touch the heating?
Can you take the savage beating?
Or would you rather be cheating?
How then would you stand?
On your own or with a band?
Will you always speak the truth
Even if it leads to your death
Or will you lie all the way
And flee down to the heath?
If to fight the good fight
And there are but none,
Would you be the one?
When you are all alone
With naught but fright?
Will you turn in flight?
Or fight the good fight?
Would you do these and die?
Or will you instead live a lie?
Tuesday, June 07, 2005
Do Not Make Her Cry
Edenya's TearsWatching Her brethren fall
Her lips bid a broken call
As Her scarf fell like a pall
Upon the red bastion wall
The wind is howling......
In Her ineffable pain
Her tears became rain
But they failed to stain
As the blood of the slain
Trapped is the owling
As the storm is brewing......
Down came Heaven's shards
Dishing out like sorrow's cards
Falling fast and striking hard
Whitening the mourning yard
They merry as She wept
Jesting in their gory dept
Then they hearken
The dark ones scry
As they hear His cry
Only wrath they spy
And their bodies fly
As His swords ply
In a cutting reply
With blood and fury
And deft calligraphy
His painted tapestry
Marred His pedestry
A writhing red serpent
On a snow parchment
Her sadness
His madness
All They did was love.
Wednesday, June 01, 2005
A Growing Competition
TribalThis is how we live
From the strong the weak we cull
Our trampling feet will smash your skull
This is the rule of our hive
Only the fittest shalt survive
If all you can do is pine and whine
Then all we will do is lash your spine
And make you scream like a castrated swine
For only the mighty can join our line
Fear is for the meek who can only shiver
We will flay you, scourge you, and eat your liver
Let our cruelty teach you 2060 ways to know pain
Let our cruelty teach you how to live
Let our cruelty teach you......
