H. R. Giger future human

In every mith cruelty

creation and destruction

clash of  blood to pass

persistence of dreams

the tales are made of moral

belif's and faith left alone

what for the angels  of  false  prhophecy's

where is the learning

reality crushed in sense of mortality

where is the true love

deciving years of thought's

tricks of mind and fantasy 

with no sustance

i love you

i kill you 

but i will love you forever

Proud gods of mortal lives,

of strife hunger and pain,

Bugs longing to be angels,

blood with no names.

Whims of fate and fury,

drums pumping blood into the eyes,

Blinded by the ego of solitude

open mouths and clenched fists.

Public ravens of your own cradle

bringing disgrace by your own hands.

In your hearts pensive smoke rises 

marketing the era of stillness.

Lions roar crying (honor, work and wisdom)

Wisdom disguised as sly self advantage

work sleeping from meeting in meeting 

honor dried out in tear of shame. 

Bring the message to the Empire 

your heart lies sleeping 

in the bottom of the ocean it lingers,

labeled with proof of something better.

Nature calls with the cries of war 

savages with purpose rise once more, 

Pick up the arms for the red angry blood

against the dark of yesterday

Set sail to your destiny 

Sail to save Harbor.

(Image via Eric Hanson)

Like a diamond in the rough

More than appearance shows

Lands abandoned by hearts. Tired

Impaled in forms of persecution.

Spirit still lingers in the still waters,

Exposed to the melancholy of the same show,

Wisdom that does not live only survives

Structured by the dreams long crushed.

When does the interest begin?

When do we cut our diamond to shape?

Imagination,Please jump take form!

Lend us the strength of action

Form now our pride into something.

trim 

the herd of  my heart with the knife 

of ritual's for blood and desire

Fertility thrown on its back

against the sour sheets

sweat of hours  gone sweet

I open my mouth to say it

( I love you )

but the choking sound leads me

in truth i scream salvage me

Rage across the river of my mind

The sleeping sound burns the blood 

Within my veins stomping, blind

Eyes shut and emotions flood.

A bat in my mind replacing my thoughts

Sucking the very life of  me 

Pen alive, and my soul rots 

despair moves in like a bee

And the pain is holding 

Cuts of a sword without handle 

Blood spilling, I am flooding

I wish i could faint, just to wake

Wake in a different state

I fear the fear of myself

The minutes  don't pass

The  beast within roars hell

Help-me out of this  mess

Who can win against himself

dementia culled within

angel wings, descending I fell

to the darkness where I have been

Pass time 

Rise Sun, Rise, Please Rise