Hidden Monsters

My wishes were to dream my dreams never came I had to see what I didn’t believe and yet the harness of the dark kept me in tact and flown the hidden monsters in the dark the feelings hidden when its art I faced with your passionate release your days of murder and endless reaping regress pour hearts from primitive believes to nothingness conquered
Machine
Driven in fast gear the world disaster steers at hand the son is rising this is the start of the engine of the reaping machine give it in give in give I have hasted hated and lust desired belonged and been lost on the pistons turn to rust age is moving fast and faster is the kill passionate sublimation your life unfolds in the machine it toils and turns until its numb and lifelessness receives it completed death and disguise you life in my time



Your eyes betray my soul you view into my skin and cannot look any deeper you hear what I hear what eye see and not be can you view what’s hiding inside me. Can you view my sorrow my delight can view what’s in heart or for what will I fight, you are blind to see only my skin and yet no further no more. Blinded by your own desires. Blinded by our natural skin when again will we learn to see within.

Where am I from what is happening to me who can I tell what’s in my hand and in my heart what’s on my mind , Where to start watch my bloodline following through my fantasy my history in just one drop.

Madness drives like electricity though water, dispersing leaving confused. Victims pierced through like fire burnt scalded, and yet no release regret the Faust within angered mind no escape

Haunting wallows darkening of the night yet such a jewel lies beneath and thus beseeches me how do you lay up your guard against thee. Taken astray in your dreams tortured and taken a ride what shall you do if she ever to find you hide in your sleep or be the warrior then their attempts will falter beyond your dreams out of night look into your loved ones eyes and bring back the light
I am feeling all down out and strung to the floor what is this pain do I feel can I hurt anymore I saddened by my retire hurt by my mind what is this that lays before my eyes.
Mixed and blended I roam around this glowing edge finding space time.


