Submissions by nakedpreacher

There's an air of despair that can haunt you
If you let the storm grow cold deep inside
You can run you can hide until it finds you
Until it tears your poor soul apart

Let the wind cast the sail out of season
Send my dreams to the sea never known
Leave the sun to decide my misfortunes
I will sail in the hymns of the cruel

And when I die
I shall know all of you
In colour and in sound
Walls, they will climb down
And desolation shall be the tear
That follows the lonliest star
For once I will bloom

And when you die
You shall realise the material
Hunters and masters
You shall be the humble
Beggars of light
Carriers of burden
Guiltful and sorry
For once you will bloom

And when all things die
Shall we calculate our profit
Through ash filled skies, from fire
Shall we build new plagues
From the bones of our dead
Ask us half way...

Oh great winged protector Mother Nature
Sister to all creation
Saviour to children of instinct

Relentless flower of light
Come to caress old wounds
Seasons survivors of black times

Cast bossoms of purity slaved in safety
Shadowed by earthly winters
Offended by dark moons

Your beauty in decadence
Drowned in dry water of famine
Diseased from horny ambitions

Wild mist of failure rich in decay
Cuddle the curse smothered
We, guilty of parricide

As I sleep
I see those whom would influence me
From this image
I am more than this portrait could tell
As I address these dreaming gallery walls of rusty art
I am asleep

And those whom disavow
To rationalise a fabric with no texture or nature
With eyes of science
Shall you scrutinise the cracks in the pavement
Until they are filled with endless doctrinal
Perspicuous formulae

To the surface I spin
Breathing life into distortion and decay
For no other purpose
Than none that I have or conceal
I twist with animation...