Showing posts with label tough. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tough. Show all posts

Sunday, March 11

Retirement



This will be my one last fight
And then I’m gonna be history
I’ll try to reach all those heights
And then there is no victory
I will testify my greatness and might
And free from expectations I will be
Into the pie of victory I will bite
And then from a distance I’ll see
The torch of my rule I will light
And then in another hand it will be
All darkness I will turn bright
And then to pay I have no fee
I will chase away all my frights
And then scared no longer I will be
All loosen bonds I will now tight
And then away I will be
Just let me win my one last fight
And then from this life I will flee.

Thursday, February 23

Kill God



The angels hunt me down
Demons track my soul
Hiding in this human town
I remember my life’s one goal

A creation of the enlightened darkness
I had defied my own masters
For me no one was his highness
My mission was to be a martyr

My master’s hunter, the gothic angels
Are nearby, I sense them
My former army, now a stranger
If only I could save some of them

The devil is now the commander
And god himself the knight
Of this alliance I am the binder
But if only they could see the right

The pretty demons the hideous priests
Fire at me, at their will and accord
But I don’t care ‘bout these beasts
Good or bad, I’ll kill God

Tuesday, February 21

Disgrace


Lost beyond these words
I see what you won’t believe
A mind disfigured by grim
It is evil yet serene

For society an existence ceased
People can be so cruel
Trekking on this treacherous sheath
In winds of poisonous tears

An adolescence lost to pain
A teenage that wasn’t there
This age old misery reminiscent
Of why this life is a failure

The uncoloured part of a rainbow
A pilot drowning in depths
Some words better left unsaid
This sarcasm of god bitter

Like the blank page of a diary
A pretty face scarred and burnt
Some roots don’t grow any trees
They only rot in dirt

Playing this tune devoid of rhythm
Beating doors with broken hands
Screaming pathetic to myself
I break down and succumb to fear

Sunday, February 19

My Nights...


I’ve spent nights
Dreaming of you
Thinking of you
How I would touch you
How I would feel you

I’ve spent nights
Speaking of you
Hearing of you
How I would see you
How I would like you

I’ve spent nights
Yearning for you
Crying for you
How I would love you
How I would please you

But now that I have you
I have no nights left.

Tuesday, February 14

Queen of the Dammed



Lately i've been forced to sing
To hum the tunes of unholy repel
Bound by this sickened ring
My misery to no one i tell

Bound in this marriage of doom
My husband feeds on my wounds
With a demon i share this room
And wait for eternity to be fumed

Our minister was not a ghost
Rather the worshipper of such a spirit
To the dead we made a toast
So much of blood spilled, so explicit 

Our honeymoon in the valleys of hell
The celebration was evil and sad
Falling into this infinite well
My lover no longer that lovely lad

But all this pain n suffering that i fought
The bigger goal in my mind was scanned
My husband i killed with a single gun shot
N became the fcukin queen of the dammed



Thursday, February 9

BEFORE RESTING



This pain in me that burns
this fire that rocks my soul
I want to kill you my foe
and rule this world once more

You stole all that i ever loved
you took all i had earned
my life now without a purpose
I go on to live in remorse

Had relied on you with my life
had lent you all that i could
but you stabbed me in my heart
and left me to cry every morrow

Now to kill you only i breathe
I'll choke you out of your life
and with ur head at my side
I'll go to the eternal resting high...


Wednesday, February 8

My Name



The lords of destiny
Engrave my name
The slaves of misery
Pray my name
The pearls of beauty
Desire my name
The demons of fury
Salute my name
The experts of monetary
Use my name
The children of happy
Chant my name
The followers of godly
Bear my name
But only if they would hurry
Or i'll change my name





Sunday, January 22

Demon's Love



On the way to heaven she lives
I see her playing with the doves
The essence that soul does give
Makes even demons believe in love

Her gentle sight spots me and flutters
Leaves me spell bound and dreamy
I love ya i want to stutter
Please love and set me free

She perhaps has the look of appraisal
But am not sure am her type
Nash, nfs. Zlot or kezal
Compared to her none is enough ripe

All that i like is stuffed in her
She has so much meaning to me
I see her n my soul shakes and stir
So easily she voows me..

Not sure i can win her heart
We're not in the same love league
Even though of heart she's a part
Chances of her liking me are bleak

The over-lord nfs has fallen
No longer i have any control
The word weaver has been maulen
Perhaps alone i'll again stroll

Monday, January 16

The Sinner



One says it is prison
One says it is home
Not sure whom to listen
I shut myself alone
This confinement of mine peculiar
Like a double edged sword
One side to wound my enemy
The other on my throat
Just look at it and tell
You may have a different opinion
For its only human to differ
And see different views

I agree I cannot leave
But my arrival wasn’t forced
I chose here to stay
Without any hesitation

This room of four walls
Without any light breeding window
I lie on the floor and gaze
On the scratches at the ceiling above
These marks that clawed this cement
They send down my spine shivers

The cold floor spikes me
Its pain I have to bear
For Lord I have sinned
And fed on the blood of my dears
I’ve slain people for pleasure
Taken lives just to amuse
I am no mythological creature
Just another ruined power craving human