.. What has become of me ..

About Lyon

filled with nonsense
gullible
very lazy as hell
loves to eat but always lazy to
loves music and my guitars

Talk To Me

Wishes

A new Dean guitar
My own house
A car

Saturday, June 17, 2006

the Crimson - Atreyu

i feel it wellin up inside and Robert Smith lied
boys do cry and with blood tears in my eyes
im an Anne Rice novel come to life
i cant hide the monster anymore
one can only feel desolate for so long
until one starts to change
into somethin the mirror doesnt recognize
i metamorphasize
the darkness has been bidin its time
to claim its latest victim
fresh meat for carnal desires
to become what i became
i viewed the sun for the last time

will you still hold me when you see what i have done?
will you still kiss me the same when you taste my victims blood?
so crimson and red, i feel it flowin from your lips
crimson and red..

my heart is dead and so are you
and it pulses through, the desire to change
deconstruct all of my, all of my past failings
but where to begin because when you live in sin
its hard to look at saints without them
reflecting your jet black auras back on you
and all i have is hope, my inner burns not fadin
i'll wipe the blood from my cheek and get on with my day

and all i have is hope, and all i need is time
to bury in pine under six feet of time
the lies i told me about myself
claw my way out, pick the splinters from under my fingernails
i wont lose hope, i wont give in
just live and breathe, try not to die again..

my heart is dead.. and so are you..

12:35