Sucide

Standing at the gate of hell
Anger turns to pure hatred
Fire burns while people yell
But still cant escape the dred
The ones left above will cry
The fake love will never fade
Sicking her inside
This fate of hell which they paid
With all their ovibous lies
Can't be undone in way
The posion stris but doesn't kill
Agony swells up everyday
The same way you can never deal
Standing at the of hell
You go in as you here the bell

Maddness

Confusion towards this madness
and this stupid shinning sun
Grass holding blooming roses
though her soul has been detached
Rose thorns, to bright a light
world containted in happiness
while inter thunderstorms come
suffaction by raindrops
Screams over power thunder
Lighting at the very end
The world untoched by sorrow
In her eyes she is alone
broken during summer break
Is there a cure to this madness
This choice could be her lighting
or in the end her raindow
Love conqures all whom chose it
But which love is the angel
Who produces the rainbows
And who is the distruction
That carries death through lighting
This end could be a betral
But how could either do that?
They brought this summer to her
But one holds ice within their heart
lies that will llead to winter
A fallen angel to die
Is the desire of hope
He's without humanity
Therefor he must end through her
or she too will die in evil
her warrior without love
can not protect her from this evil
A fallen angel for her
or love from a warrior
Her choice alone reviled in truth
will set her free from madness

Blood Lust

Forever trapped in the beauty of lust
The power of blood becomes a must
The grass never cries, the moon still does shine
Irgornent humans call it intertwine
Together their bodies act as a whole
Because the stronger takes over the soul
Slaving the human girl as just a toy
She thinks she's in love, what wondress joy
until he leaves to find his next victim
Broken, dead inside, she feels so very dumb
Although she still waits for him with the moon
And every night she lives with this, her doom
Her skin so pale white, Skin black as night
The scars remain to remeber each bite
She looks like the nightmare people now
All together at his will they bow
In remeberance the beauty of lust
The power of blood is still yet a must

Forgotten

Midnight sun glaring blackness all around
A poor soul left abondonded in the ground
No mark to prove all the unspoken love
Depression holding him down from above
Lost deep in the forest of forever
Begging for the deception of better
never the less all hope will disapear
But never fading is the constant fear
The pain of regret from all past mistakes
and everything surronded by fakes
Midnight sun burning his abondoned grave
Repeating the hell, never to be saved

World View

Walking a little bit sideways
While on the wrong side of the road
several weeks flow into days
and every prince is just a toad
though the nothings are a something
cause the world is presived through eyes
of a vocalist that can not sing
and fancy men without a tie
cause suicide is just another way to die