Diva
If you want the song feel free to ask me for a copy of the mp3. Please watch blood+. Not such a good storyline but quite an interesting soundtrack. =)
02 November 2009
22 October 2009
28 Destinations
I look through the gates, hesitant
I look down on the form, undecided
I peered through the depths of my heart, unwilling
I questioned those around me, undedicated
I walked down the path, burdened
I walk through the gates, pressured
I penned my name down, reluctant
I handed the form, regretful
I put it behind me, enjoying the new found benefits.
A burden relieved, but responsibility increased.
Time went by.
I fulfilled my duty,
I fulfilled my honour.
Now I address my pride.
I walk out of the gates, saddened
I look away from the doors, pained
I peered into my heart, undeterred
I live my life, experienced
I entered for my own convenience, left for my own purpose.
I am the vilest of all evil.
But at least I know where I don't belong.
At least I know what I don't want.
Least I know what isn't
I know my limits
Know Myself
Myself
I look down on the form, undecided
I peered through the depths of my heart, unwilling
I questioned those around me, undedicated
I walked down the path, burdened
I walk through the gates, pressured
I penned my name down, reluctant
I handed the form, regretful
I put it behind me, enjoying the new found benefits.
A burden relieved, but responsibility increased.
Time went by.
I fulfilled my duty,
I fulfilled my honour.
Now I address my pride.
I walk out of the gates, saddened
I look away from the doors, pained
I peered into my heart, undeterred
I live my life, experienced
I entered for my own convenience, left for my own purpose.
I am the vilest of all evil.
But at least I know where I don't belong.
At least I know what I don't want.
Least I know what isn't
I know my limits
Know Myself
Myself
17 October 2009
27 Thoughts
One night,
Standing in the moonlight,
Unkown to all others,
A group gathers.
Seven people,
Who have indulged in the forbidden apple.
Those who have committed a crime,
Unforgivable by all mankind.
Pride
Wrath
Lust
Envy
Greed
Gluttony
Sloth
These are their identities,
The harbringer of calamities.
Spreading their evil,
Throughout this world.
With no particular difficulty,
Fulfilling this duty.
Duty? Some might ask.
Yes. I would answer it is their task.
An order from a higher authority,
Which stripped them of their pride and dignity.
They are called by some fallen angels,
While others call them devils.
But in truth there is no difference,
They are naught but creations.
All in this world begins with one.
And what if that one is really all in this world.
What if that one is the only one that controls all in this world.
All life and all death, all blessings and all disasters.
What if that one existence is all that really is.
That we have been directing our hate towards but a scapegoat.
That the one we're thankful for is actually the one which causes us to hate.
This is the world.
This is my life.
Contradictory.
Standing in the moonlight,
Unkown to all others,
A group gathers.
Seven people,
Who have indulged in the forbidden apple.
Those who have committed a crime,
Unforgivable by all mankind.
Pride
Wrath
Lust
Envy
Greed
Gluttony
Sloth
These are their identities,
The harbringer of calamities.
Spreading their evil,
Throughout this world.
With no particular difficulty,
Fulfilling this duty.
Duty? Some might ask.
Yes. I would answer it is their task.
An order from a higher authority,
Which stripped them of their pride and dignity.
They are called by some fallen angels,
While others call them devils.
But in truth there is no difference,
They are naught but creations.
All in this world begins with one.
And what if that one is really all in this world.
What if that one is the only one that controls all in this world.
All life and all death, all blessings and all disasters.
What if that one existence is all that really is.
That we have been directing our hate towards but a scapegoat.
That the one we're thankful for is actually the one which causes us to hate.
This is the world.
This is my life.
Contradictory.
11 August 2009
26 Curse
He stares longingly at the girl.
Heart full of desire,
Eyes full of sorrow.
Something which he wants but cannot have.
A feeling which he is familiar with.
A suffering that is inescapable.
For he is one that cannot be loved.
A sinner,
One who has committed blasphemy.
Now pays his price,
A curse by god.
"You look down on my love, you dismiss their feelings just because you have lost yours. I will not stand for this utter challenge of pride. Continue to suffer as you have done, and this suffering will never be relieved as long as I have my pride."
The pride of god, utterly strong. Burning through any sea of despair, Lighting any corner of darkness. Something which the pride of the devil cannot surmount to.
Saying those words that will convey my feelings, will cause naught but hurt. Naught but pain. Naught but sorrow. For the answer will always be the same. This feeling cannot be reciprocated. For it is God's curse.
Heart full of desire,
Eyes full of sorrow.
Something which he wants but cannot have.
A feeling which he is familiar with.
A suffering that is inescapable.
For he is one that cannot be loved.
A sinner,
One who has committed blasphemy.
Now pays his price,
A curse by god.
"You look down on my love, you dismiss their feelings just because you have lost yours. I will not stand for this utter challenge of pride. Continue to suffer as you have done, and this suffering will never be relieved as long as I have my pride."
The pride of god, utterly strong. Burning through any sea of despair, Lighting any corner of darkness. Something which the pride of the devil cannot surmount to.
Saying those words that will convey my feelings, will cause naught but hurt. Naught but pain. Naught but sorrow. For the answer will always be the same. This feeling cannot be reciprocated. For it is God's curse.
25 July 2009
25 Obsessions
Alone and dark,
In a forest evading moonlight.
Uneven footsteps pound against the earth,
Running, Chasing after the one that left it.
No matter how far,
No matter how fast,
It will follow.
For it desires so.
Always there,
But cannot be found.
Something so obvious,
So obviously hidden.
It cannot make itself known,
For it is the shadows.
It cannot be noticed,
Or it will fade.
To pursuit something,
In its entirety.
To chase after,
Yet to remain clear.
It is my obsession.
Something which I want,
But something I know I cannot have.
For pain and hurt would be all that comes of it.
Pain and hurt that would not heal.
I can bear my pain.
If only I could bear the pain that I cause others
In a forest evading moonlight.
Uneven footsteps pound against the earth,
Running, Chasing after the one that left it.
No matter how far,
No matter how fast,
It will follow.
For it desires so.
Always there,
But cannot be found.
Something so obvious,
So obviously hidden.
It cannot make itself known,
For it is the shadows.
It cannot be noticed,
Or it will fade.
To pursuit something,
In its entirety.
To chase after,
Yet to remain clear.
It is my obsession.
Something which I want,
But something I know I cannot have.
For pain and hurt would be all that comes of it.
Pain and hurt that would not heal.
I can bear my pain.
If only I could bear the pain that I cause others
12 July 2009
24 Sinner
There is no pain greater,
No wound deeper.
There is no suffering,
Which outwieghs this feeling.
Pain makes you alive,
Pain defines my life.
I suffer alone,
Cause I don't fear.
My sins I can't atone,
My eyes don't shed a tear.
I cannot atone for a sin I cannot commit. I can't commit a sin that I will atone for. That is why I am a sinner.
No wound deeper.
There is no suffering,
Which outwieghs this feeling.
Pain makes you alive,
Pain defines my life.
I suffer alone,
Cause I don't fear.
My sins I can't atone,
My eyes don't shed a tear.
I cannot atone for a sin I cannot commit. I can't commit a sin that I will atone for. That is why I am a sinner.
25 June 2009
23 Oppositions
I question life, I question death.
I emerge through strife, and condemned health.
I detest the world, that I see through my eyes.
The events that unfurled, and all those lies.
Pain, Suffering.
For want of gain, The art of destroying.
Plus, Minus.
Contradicting pulse, Conflicting verse.
A life which shouldn't exist, A soul amiss.
One who is shrouded in mist, Is never truly in bliss.
I emerge through strife, and condemned health.
I detest the world, that I see through my eyes.
The events that unfurled, and all those lies.
Pain, Suffering.
For want of gain, The art of destroying.
Plus, Minus.
Contradicting pulse, Conflicting verse.
A life which shouldn't exist, A soul amiss.
One who is shrouded in mist, Is never truly in bliss.
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