Well Hello Guys I hope you all had an awesome time on holiday and hopefully you are all refreshed and ready for the new week well I had a good rest and I have three wallpapers I would like to share with you
So here we go
Crazy Circus
Where am I what is these chains that entice my neck hold me down for all to see I am thee the monster of three the sharpest tongue the unwanted son the gift to one and sin to another where am I from what have I got to do another day another deed another dead end street crazed at the circus in my mind the expenditure for human kind what is the driving force who has the last intercourse eat me alive and spit me out I am your deranged mental refrain the assassin of the soul the haunted the scorned burned and flaunted
I was at some press conference today and apart from the general press type pics I had to take I took a picture of the skylight that the company had so here is the skylight for you
Skylight
Stuck behind your face the false light from the sky reflected away via you from my eye I cannot see the light only feel the glow you enticed me into a whole now I’m stuck drowned and ruined for another day another year another dawn the kingdom comes galore at dawned desires the sky light reflect my vain insides yet you dine of me and I’m alive yet feasted upon for another day one more song
The Roses is also from the press conference I hope you like it in some way
Roses
Thorned beauty ye selfless desires hard to get through you but deeper inside the beauty resides I cannot focus on your passion I cannot feel your heart for underneath the thorns is where you start to blossom hidden away again and hidden you stay if I touch you cut me open if I yearn for your touch but you bleed me dry again I fear your emotion your heartless devotion slaved away in thorny stoned away again
Where am I what is these chains that entice my neck hold me down for all to see I am thee the monster of three the sharpest tongue the unwanted son the gift to one and sin to another where am I from what have I got to do another day another deed another dead end street crazed at the circus in my mind the expenditure for human kind what is the driving force who has the last intercourse eat me alive and spit me out I am your deranged mental refrain the assassin of the soul the haunted the scorned burned and flaunted
Stuck behind your face the false light from the sky reflected away via you from my eye I cannot see the light only feel the glow you enticed me into a whole now I’m stuck drowned and ruined for another day another year another dawn the kingdom comes galore at dawned desires the sky light reflect my vain insides yet you dine of me and I’m alive yet feasted upon for another day one more song
Thorned beauty ye selfless desires hard to get through you but deeper inside the beauty resides I cannot focus on your passion I cannot feel your heart for underneath the thorns is where you start to blossom hidden away again and hidden you stay if I touch you cut me open if I yearn for your touch but you bleed me dry again I fear your emotion your heartless devotion slaved away in thorny stoned away again
I have Dined in days and smiled on other I have died in days and lied in another windows halls and fames desires and cheap tricks pleasures and forgiveness all the flowers I have does not cure my faded heart or sulking in my mind the pain of rejection on a daily remorse and night that bleeds the swords out of my eyes the violent seeds of night planted in my hindsight rejected for my sanity or killed for my vanity my distraught your diffusion my hole hearted neglecting infection sacrifice yourself to me or do not be as am the wound of the world the hate that storms the day I have to bury my hurt each morrow and yield it at the floor when you’ve entered I hide my hate and anger inside the cage it surfaces only at times yet never enough I should free it and be one with things I have to hide to fit in flowered within and outside the flowers are the things in front of that which I hide the rose for blood and dread hate and regret the end of days are not said
Carried in vain in every hole you can find the more the merrier the less to distort the message will falter on the way to the world the diaries are gone and dead the envy of evil has descended into a pocket full of bliss the roses is dead the letters are hidden the games begun the sun has forgiven forget me the owl of time forget me the sands of your rivers the divines of your minds were all forgotten lost and rotten