Burning Ice and Water on Fire
What do you desire?
But what so you know
About the lawyers they hire
For them to solve
A case full of lairs
The victims involved
In statements of truthfulness
Burned to lie with
And the dedication for law
Just to deny it
But what do I know?
What do they say?
What do they know?
Why dow we play?
This game of life
You'll never understand
Cause you're a lawyer
In a rockstar band
With a burning desire
In a heart made of ice
And with your fire of anger
Your just Drowning
In your water of lies
You always cry
And you still desire
To know what you decide
Drinking your water on fire
Frozen to burning ice
Pretty Songs
The lyrics that I wrote
I lost them in the way
To the train I had to catch
They must flown away
From my poet stuff bag
Filled with pages
That I pour into
My wishes and rages
The decades images
The thirst of ages
Like a book that wished
To be published
But never was
Maybe I lost a chapter
Maybe it few afar
With the lyrics that I wrote
For my pretty songs
Astrophilia
A misery of sorcerer
A selenophile in pain
That love for the moon
And always in vain
The red blood stans
From the blood moon in sight
Meaning someone was killed
In an incredibly unfair fight
Stars in lungs
That make it hard to breathe
Just when they were hung
From your bleeding arteries
The drops falling in place
Creation of cosmos
Signals for dreams
Where you see
The grave of a sorcerer
Buried unprofessionally
Died occasionally
From his misery
As a selenophile
Fallen angels
Cut out wings
And their ashes that harden
To make stones in your rings
Remember the blue in your eye
Isn't the blue in the sky
The green in the grass
Is just nature dying fast
With a fear for a spell
Accidentally cast
Just to be his last
And then he shall die
The miserable selenophile
His pockets full of soul
And his hands touching the sky
The stars of remorse
Sounds of his lies
Falling into place
Like a ghost he paces
Like an illusionary oasis
In his deserted book of spells
Where he drew the moon
Everything about it
Was different at noon
When noise of the market
But at night
When he's right
Wide awake
And for the sake
Of his own life
He doesn't want to die
The miserable selenophile
Oh to be his poetry
Oh to be the myths
That he writes in his diary
Through his senses of bliss
The greatest snakes hiss
Just to bite the best
Once an enemy
Can never be a friend
So there he goes
All alone
A bag full of fantasy
And secrets and mysteries
And the unhinged history
Of magic of stars
From saturn to Mars
And his tears spent
On an adventure of choice
The rain and the moist
In his unfertile lands
Of ghosts that fly
In the heart
Of a miserable selenophile
With his memory of this girl
Her name was camilia
But she was sacrificed to the stars
Because of his astrophilia
Skins
A petty for my soul
Caged in this skin
Asking for more
And everything I give
Is never enough
And will never be
For I have a skin
And it's just a feeling
Of life inside death
And I hate to see
That it knows more than I ask
But it never tells me
It never lets me know
Maybe I deserve it
Maybe I don't
But I'm just a cage
For my own soul
Imprisoned in skins
Of a deadly humanoid Ghost
Astrophilia
A misery of sorcerer
A selenophile in pain
That love for the moon
And always in vain
The red blood stans
From the blood moon in sight
Meaning someone was killed
In an incredibly unfair fight
Stars in lungs
That make it hard to breathe
Just when they were hung
From your bleeding arteries
The drops falling in place
Creation of cosmos
Signals for dreams
Where you see
The grave of a sorcerer
Buried unprofessionally
Died occasionally
From his misery
As a selenophile
Fallen angels
Cut out wings
And their ashes that harden
To make stones in your rings
Remember the blue in your eye
Isn't the blue in the sky
The green in the grass
Is just nature dying fast
With a fear for a spell
Accidentally cast
Just to be his last
And then he shall die
The miserable selenophile
His pockets full of soul
And his hands touching the sky
The stars of remorse
Sounds of his lies
Falling into place
Like a ghost he paces
Like an illusionary oasis
In his deserted book of spells
Where he drew the moon
Everything about it
Was different at noon
When noise of the market
But at night
When he's right
Wide awake
And for the sake
Of his own life
He doesn't want to die
The miserable selenophile
Oh to be his poetry
Oh to be the myths
That he writes in his diary
Through his senses of bliss
The greatest snakes hiss
Just to bite the best
Once an enemy
Can never be a friend
So there he goes
All alone
A bag full of fantasy
And secrets and mysteries
And the unhinged history
Of magic of stars
From saturn to Mars
And his tears spent
On an adventure of choice
The rain and the moist
In his unfertile lands
Of ghosts that fly
In the heart
Of a miserable selenophile
With his memory of this girl
Her name was camilia
But she was sacrificed to the stars
Because of his astrophilia
All I want is to be free
Life's a kaleidoscope
Designed by pride
Guarded by hope
Endangered and dead
Falling into pieces
In a fully zipped bag
Safety locks
With keys out of hands
The music sometimes
Lets me out for a while
Lets me breathe
And let out a sigh
With violin of sorrow
And flute of prayers
That maybe God
Might listen for once
That all I want
Isn't that hard to give
As it seems
Like a sunshine, a beam
The stars And horizon
Birds in the sky
Like the ones who live
Before they die
All I want,
Is to never go carefully
So death catches me Safely
I wanna be flying
Swiftly
And freely
I wanna be like a leaf
On an autumn tree
When it's aloud to let go
All I want,
Is to be like the songs
That people dance to
And don't care if someone sees
Like the breeze
From the sea
All I want,
All I want is to be free
She was death but gave you life
She's the ballad of sorrow
She's an omen of death
She's the custom you follow
She's the poison in your breath
The horror tales of a ghost
The darkness in your shadow
She'll eat your soul
The beast of the night
You either call her karma
Or the divine goddess of stars
She's the devil in disguise
An angel from afar
She's the tear in your cry
The fakeness in your laugh
She'll chop you down to pieces
But the She's the beat of your heart
Amongst the faeries
She's a witch
She's your fear, she's your sigh
She's the heat of fire
She's the blood in a fight
Where you go down bad low
She's that only desire
The coldness of ice
The hiss of a snake
She's the evil black swan
With her bloody lake
And you think you have found
The lover in her heart
But it's just the lust
It's a siren call
By the time you see the monster
Under that mask, you're addicted to
It'll be just too late
And there'll be no one to run to
There won't be a place to hide
Or a single ray of light
The colours will fade away
It'll be a starless night
And She'll look at you
Just like wolf
Howls at the moon
And a lioness with royalty
At the fragile Young deer
Or the wild black stallion
Who runs at you
When you run back home
With nothing but fear
She'll be all you see
All you hear
Even if it can kill you
You will volunteer
Just so you run
From the blaze of her fire
The heat of desire
And the burnt pieces of glass
That once held your wine
Red like her lips
And like a filthy swine
Now your room's a mess
Your house is on fire
So is her dress
You still see her shadow
Dancing on your walls
You still hear the violin
Playing by itself
You're pretty sure it's her
The dead song of her mystic fantasy
And you know it's her
And you still remember
How she was death
But gave you life
That she was always wrong
But somehow right
How she was the blood in your wounds
And the one to wipe it away
She could lead a pack of hounds
And dance among your demons
But sadly she was never found
After the day you lost her
Now you still, Sit and stare
At the moon, at the stars
At your wounds
At your scars
You're still here, down bad low
Except you're on the ground
And She's ten feet below
Mary
There's this friend of mine
She's named Mary
She's fragile like a flower
Pretty like a fairy
The longer you stare
The more you fall in love
But only if you can see
To what she holds
"Behind those eyes of yours!"
Oh deer Mary
You'd only wish
For someone to be
Down to insist
To see you once
Behind the mall
Or the circuis stage
Or in the fall
When the air looks beige
He'd paint you yellow
To be happy
To be fair
To give you the best
And play with your hair
And take you for a walk
To your favourite park
Or under the sea
Or over it all
Into space to Mars
Only if you ask
He'd see,
The tears and scars
Behind the pretty mask
He'd give it all up
Just for you
He'd kill for you
He'd die for you
But mostly,
He'd live for you
But Mary?
Seems fictional doesn't he?
Somewhere in the world he may be
Married to a lady
Who looks kinda like you
But she's still not you
He may have cried
All of your tears
He may have died
All of your fears
Listen Mary
He still goes to work
He's got to live
Then comes back home
To his gruesome life
But so do you Mary
To your husband you can't stand
He looks nothing like a dream
As hard as he seems
Then you complain why?
He breaks your heart
Every day, every night
But I told you a thousand times
That Mr.Logical doesn't know
That in summer,
It can snow
That Mister doesn't know
How a heart works
How his Mary hurts
To him it's not true
To break one heart in two
He has a different picture
For he was made cruel
But oh Mary
To Mr.Logical,
You can't walk away
You can't leave someone alone
You can't break a heart
For it has no bones
Family Of Feelings, Family Of Dreams
A year in the world
1915 in war
When daddy gets home
With some wishes in his heart
You mother calls him happiness
But she is sad
And the baby stays confused
Big brother's angered bad
The sister, sweet girl
When they sit together
Long enough to know
Each other's real names
Brother says "shame"
Sister goes "love"
Mother says "hate"
Daddy says "fun"
And the baby sits there
With wonder on his face
And they all look at him
And his gruesome fate
That one day
He'll grow up to be a man
With happiness in his pocket
Not alot cause he's broke
Laughs cause life's a joke
He keeps the memory
Of his family
Finds happiness
Keeps sadness
Need both to live
And feels shame
On his mistakes
And looks for love
Just for fun
Cause he is a caged fire
Burning to a limit
Ageing like anger
Dying through tears
With unlimited fears
With a face so sheer
That they see through him
That dreaming is a sin
locked up in age
This body, that mind
Leaving everything behind
For a journey long wanted
For a man who was once
Fearful and haunted
Putting down his bag
Full of jokes and sorrow
And the money he borrowed
And the rules he followed
And the wrinkles on his face
And the marks of his hate
Regrets of "too late"
The complains of his fate
And the purity of his faith
Returning to the world
Standing at the gate
Of heaven gleaming through
Cause of sins he forbade
That baby confused
With an innocent face
Grows old to be written
As a never read tale
In the book of memories
In a dear friend's mind
Written on her cheeks
Through the tears of rewind
All the moments of truth
Forgetting of lies
And if God agrees
She'll be with him
In the heaven gleaming through
Where Souls dance
To never-ending songs
And at one glance
They can spot
All of them through
Now that everything's okay
All good as it seems
With his family of feelings
And her family of dreams