LightsideLuce

Psychophagia Lo, and behold Devourer of souls The depths of unrest The signs of my woe. Lurking in the shadows Gleaming in His wrath Azrael has returned Will not cross my path. No soul to be taken, No essence to grab, No meeting the Maker, No wearing of Death's garb. A vision of sorrow, Yet one of delight; Maybe, the day, tomorrow, Will, at last, be bright. My soul has been taken, My essence devoured; Nothing more, my brethren, Nothing more have I vowed. Smoke now rises up in the air Encounters the ceiling, prepared to stay A swift hand motion dissipates the fog Returns to my chest, remembers the love. A rhapsody of p

Subterranea - A Tale of Pain Oceans of sorrow, Seas of despair, Bleak pit of darkness, Bringing closer the grave. Love inexistent, Hatred true feeling Pain is still running, As the hand rocks the cradle. Realization of nothing, Here, in these halls of Jade, And there, glad of his loathing, The executioner lifts his blade Reminding poor humans of their dark destiny, Fighting and struggling for things that can't be Nothing is nothing, the dungeon within, A representation of men and their sins. Proud, tall, beautiful, respected, Where will She be when she is most needed? She will not be serving ambrosia and mead Yet she will

Tradimento Seeing the light, Hearing the sounds, Colder than ice Tied in its bonds. The price of my faith My trust in a dream My thoughts just erased Now, silence I seek. Grabbing my soul And what's left of my mind. No blood on my hands, But no kindness is shown. Betrayed.

Rien ne va plus The coin is spinning, The die is now cast; No time for regretting What's been done will last. The pains cannot leave High pitched is their choir; My heart they will cleave, Them, Children of Fire. Nothing to do, Hence, nothing will change, And the harbingers of woe Feed upon the deranged. The Beast is returning Fair in Its call, It is far from leaving I dance to Its ball. A masquerade of the damned, The puppet-master is grinning; A scythe as Its halberd, Death and pain it is bringing. A seraphic vision Enlightens my heart, Eases it from sorrow... Then... tears it apart. An angel She seemed, White as p

Yes, Sir. Crossing the valleys, Crawling on the ground, A rifle in my hand, My heart is now bound. Awaiting reinforcement To sustain my wrath, Will have no replacement. There! An enemy on my path. Identify him. Yes, Sir! Target him. Yes, Sir! I see he is a man, A man just like me. His uniform is stained With the signs of combat His face is pale, drained But he still marches forward. Halt! And I see that he lurches to a stop Then he motions to shoot... but... no... A blaze from my hand sends him flying back, Looking through the darkness and at the stars above. You have done well, boy. You will get a medal... You comple

Sichel und Tod Dead but still breathing, Sheer desire to dive Into the depths of suffering, Sweet Death might yet arrive. The dream that seemed so bright yesterday Will nonetheless crumble tomorrow Leading a man ultimately astray Seeing only Pain, and his companion, Sorrow. No power to regret all now, That man, once he follows his way Is listening to his heart drown. The sun will not shine today. Hope everlasting, chaos and oblivion, Annihilation of Self, will ultimately bind. Death awaits, powerful is Her minion Delightful Lethe, to destroy a man's mind. He hears voices saying "the time may yet come"... Denying it, screamin

Addio. Addio, mio dolce amore. Questa colomba bianca Viene alfin a liberarmi il cuore Recando sollievo ad un' alma stanca. Addio mio dolce amore. Pace, un' utopia desiderata, La forza estinta di quel calore, Addio, mia dolce amata. Le piste accidentate di una vita La decorano infin di gioie e di dolori. A volte, pero', si conclude la partita... E la vita smette di essere un cerchio di colori. Addio.

This morning, in that place between wakefulness and sleep, I had a really nice thought. The thought gave way to a feeling of calm and content that I've been praying for. I haven't been feeling the greatest recently. Sometimes I've known why that is and sometimes I haven't, but today this thought made me feel optimistic. I don't know if it's a shadow of things to come or not, and I expect I might be disappointed if it turns out to be just a thought or just a dream. But it gives me some courage now and for that I am thankful to God because I am a sad and depressed person and I know that my only joy is given to me by my Creator. The thought I h

I want you so, could you not see? When you were sitting next to me That every twist and wink and glance I hoped and feared you'd catch by chance -- That you'd come to and realize To feel the love-beams in your eyes But if you had, you'd shy away Though just as far as yesterday It's how we talk and carry on I know our painful times are gone I see your love impart to me A tear for something you don't see Who else lights up when you come around? Who else to you for'er is bound? Accepts your enigmatic charms Whose world's complete when you're in his arms