TimeTime is fadingmoaning to be foundthe clock is slowly breakingthe hands are unwoundFading into nothingaway from our sighttime is slowly tickinggone by our might.
EquinoxUnder the day of summerthe light of night waitsHoping to haunt the twilight
Earths SunriseAgeless fury encircles the mindso hidden thoughts and nightmares unwindDemonic entrapment of the world's frailtyApocalyptic visions colliding with realitySurreal renderings of life we knewCherished daydreams like birds they flew.Underlying messages written in bloodunearthed in a trail of mudFlooding into the crevice we call homeWarped earth was sought from its domeElegant buildings have reached to the skyInto the air, they wish to fly.Peeling away the tender resources we seeonly life is gone, torn away by its destiny.
White DeathThe white death is upon usit flickers down belowto hungry little heathensto those who love the snowThe white death is evilits causes many wreckswith little cars on highwayson daily morning treksThe white death is silentit strikes so quietlyto those who love the morningand nightly misery
At Peace on the SeaYes I see you beckoning to meWhy should I let myself succombMy excuse is simple and plain to seeThe frigid water has made me numbThat twig is no barrier to my eyesI will look beyond to the churning distanceYour lips are covered up to hide your liesI will just ignore your feeble persistence.There you are, warm in your clothesI will stay where I am in my frailty.I will be blind and forget my toesMy senses are parting as is reality.I will just be somewhere else apart from you.I'll be on a boat on the horizon's waves.I will be be that twig, but refreshed and anew.To help a sail find the wind that it craves.Yes I see you beckoning to me.I am not here and I don't care.I'm far out in the water, cradling sea.If you are that desparate, come get me there.