Angels

Fly
      high,
angels
      in the sky.

Auschwitz

           Flesh burns,
       it sears the air,
           A horrid stench,
                   perfumes this stair,

wearing grief,
   without prepare,
these hunks of meat,

       souls declared,

Is there meaning to this madness,
          or have we fought,

                        for a moment,
                of gladness.

Clean Split

I know,
      I know,
      I Don't want you to go
                      but you must leave
               This land of make believe

Hello
        Hello
      No soundly emotion
Stone cold is reasonable option

Oh.....
        You still there,
   thin air disperses evenly,

No.....
         So long,
grasp new vectors in this ambient world,

No better time,
      To loft alpine,
   and recognize,
why mothers cry,

Memories to Wear

If you try hard enough to change,
Chances are,
You'll forget who you are,

A rinse and repeat,
redundant cycle,
wrinkles and fades,
this youthful skin,

Repressed memories,
fade like vibrant colors,
gradually dirtied,
and thrown away,

Replaced with a different material,
from a distant land
soon to be stained,

By a heartfelt gesture,
a tearful good bye,
irrational thoughts turned to action,

Through it all,
Would you even remember,
If you were the same person,

Because how i see it

You didn't change at all.

The Sun

Long before the sun may fall from the sky,
All its wants to do is get really high,
To warm the hearts and minds of all mankind,
Round and round
               for the rest of our lives.

Beyond the Grave

I'm not there,
        to reinforce the crew,
so don't be scared,
         when my veil follows you,

w
  h
    i
     p
       e
         r
          s

              from the moonlight,

please tie this noose,
          please tie this noose,
just hang it from this chandelier,
          and knock this chair loose