Wednesday, July 18, 2007
The Battle Begins
When I'll die
In a place so high
I will survive
in the burning sky.
My blood is shed
my strngth is gone.
I look for a home
where I belong.
It rains so heavy
its been so dark.
My burning scar
is my victory mark.
Bound by the spell
and I don't know whose.
Fighting a war that I can not lose.
I refuse to leave,
I refuse to lose.
But the forseen end,
I can't refuse.
I ill kill you,
or shall i die
Or meet those gone,
who make me cry.
I will face you,
we'll end it then.
Destinies will strike,
but I don't know when.
Look out for death,
look out for me.
There won't be an end
for you to see.
Harry James Potter to Tom Morvolo Riddle
Monday, July 2, 2007
Lone Bird
All the things of the past,
All the things that are done;
it dawned on me at last,
there ain't no way but to run.
Through blood & fog, see the flag,
bargain your soul for a gun.
Smoke won't blind you no more,
all bullets are spent but one.
Its easy to turn & leave,
or die, standing head held high.
Sun blazing azure dome,
lone bird singing battle cry.
Sudden smile spread on the face
like a bolt shines up the sky.
Lone bird whistles a secret,
through wind thats passing by.
Just load the gun one last time,
feel the barrel, steel and cold.
Close your eyes for the dream,
you let your soul behold.
Its just your bullet in your head,
soul on wings goes soaring high.
Lonely & free I lived, all along,
and thats how I had to die.
All the things that are done;
it dawned on me at last,
there ain't no way but to run.
Through blood & fog, see the flag,
bargain your soul for a gun.
Smoke won't blind you no more,
all bullets are spent but one.
Its easy to turn & leave,
or die, standing head held high.
Sun blazing azure dome,
lone bird singing battle cry.
Sudden smile spread on the face
like a bolt shines up the sky.
Lone bird whistles a secret,
through wind thats passing by.
Just load the gun one last time,
feel the barrel, steel and cold.
Close your eyes for the dream,
you let your soul behold.
Its just your bullet in your head,
soul on wings goes soaring high.
Lonely & free I lived, all along,
and thats how I had to die.
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