

Where do you Pull me,Where Do You Pull Me, What Am I to DOWhere do you Pull me,
Swift current that I am, or that I exist with Where do you pull me, what am I to do...
I know you have a direction, but all I feel is the winding curves
and see the mud that you carry along and bath me in
I keep hearing you voice you say there is a waterfall like none other
a euphoric paradise, which nothing can compare with
and once I fall I'll become part of this
and bath with its existance as I do with you
while the current is moving faster
I enjoy this fate ...


This is My ROARThis is My Roar!This is My ROAR
Have you ever wanted to roar? I don't mean pretending to roar, or even yell or scream till every emotion leaves. Not out of frustration or being upset, angry or mad.
Just to Roar! Roar so it can rip apart the Oceans and crumble Mountains. Roar till it reaches the end of this galaxy and can ring into the next.
Until my lungs tear apart, and until I suffocate from the lack of oxygen. And my lungs are deflated like a shriveled broken balloon.
And I Roar not in the same way as others. Not out of a adrenaline, attention or any pitiful emo


The Sun of the SoulThe Sun of the SoulThe Sun of the Soul
Bath again in the warm waters of paradise melt gently in the light of the dawn release your body to the cradle of the golden tone of the universe as it once was, before the chill from the posioned world seeped in
pain, hate, dread, suffering,
the loneliness, the meaningless... that seeps in from the cold world, into your veins
it naws at whats left of your heart and soul forcing you into a freezer of solitude and pain
the tortures of the world turn you away from the untouched warmth
all that is left


Sickening RealitySickening RealitySickening Reality
as I gleem through the frosted window pane, its unnaturally cold and silent...
in here, i look out and glimpse on a sickening reality
There is a feel of placid frozen hope, its there, just....
not
people are very good at trying to fix the bug but, not at listening, i know...
i can,
push through the black seeping poison
but time has no meaning, and life blurs restlessly, i feel still
i find with the slow wave... of the still waters of time and the help from my shepard,
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Unu Ringo ilin regas, Unu ilin prenas,
Unu Ringo en mallumon ilin gvidas kaj katenas.
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Unu Ringo ilin regas, Unu ilin prenas,
Unu Ringo en mallumon ilin gvidas kaj katenas.
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Unu Ringo ilin regas, Unu ilin prenas,
Unu Ringo en mallumon ilin gvidas kaj katenas.
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"The goblins have forty-two different words for 'ow'" - Detonate
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