Feeding on my Bones

Feeding on my bones
Under this crevasse of a starlit sky
And you knew that—yes, dear—
I would lie

Feeding on my bones
Whilst the moon was beckoning a place to die
You knew this place was a secret to untie

I hope you choke
On what you awoke

Under the night′s cloak
They are being unyoked
So avert your eyes
From what fell from your side
Waiting to drown under the tide
Beacon of what I crave
In the warmth of a sudden kiss
Saved

Feed in all I own
That which will wash away our skin
To reveal unto you there was nothing within

I hope you choke
On what you awoke

From what fell from your side
Waiting to drown under the tide
Beacon of what I crave
In the warmth of a sudden kiss
Feeding on my bones
Broken by your stones
The rain will wash us away
The cold will have its say

Tyche

There was once a time
I could abide
Removing the guilt
Was OK for our kind
Perhaps this philosophy
Was not healthy
At least for me
But we also lost
The capacity to blame
What a shame

Now I know it is not our fault
We grieve on the pain
We demand too much of actions
When all are events
I cannot dismiss
What I loathe, and pretend
What am I am what I am
What am I am what I am
Hate

Now I know it is not our fault
We grieve on the pain
We demand too much of actions
When all are events

This is not a time
We should comply
Craving for freedom
Ignoring the lie
The venom in this philosophy
Corroded me

The question is set forth
We can do away with repent
Where is the room for agency
Under your cold caress?
It is not our fault
That it results in this pain
We demand too much of actions
When all are events

The Kindling

Sanity pushed me away
The comfort in your arms
An open cage
So unable to focus on proof
Cannot shift from the might
To the truth

Kindle the fading fire
Soothe the anguish and the ire
Doomed to lose your trail
Shackled by dismay
Should it remain so dire?
Shut him out, the fucking liar
The mirror is not reflected
Blood runs on the glass

Sanity plays its games
And leaves me open
To flee unscathed
Now fixated
On blood and this yoke
Rekindling the sparks
Blinded by smoke

Kindle the fading fire
Soothe the anguish and the ire
Doomed to lose your trail
Lose your trail where this fails

Kindle the fading fire
Soothe the anguish and the ire
Doomed to lose your trail, Shackled by dismay
Should it remain so dire?
Shut him out, the fucking liar
The mirror is not reflected
Blood runs on the glass

On the edge of the breach
Should it remain so dire?
Shut him out, the fucking liar
The mirror is not reflected
Blood runs on the glass

In a Manger

You sold your mind
Your body and your soul
So wrong about so much
You could not get there
If you never left the past
Nonetheless I should make up
Who cares what is deserved?
I hope you find your peace
Have you found your peace?

Oh, to think you were left alone
So now, who is to atone?

Away in a manger

I am back to tell you
About all you have missed

It may seem too cold
But I need the ice to slip through
Cracks of thoughts and acts
Now all that is left undone
Never asked, no demands
All this blood on my hands

Oh, to think you were left alone
So now, who gets to atone?
Not me!
NOT ME!

Away in a manger

The Fear of Blood

Drenched in blood
My insight tries
But frenzy is always behind
This is it
I am blind to the sky
I cannot find my eyes

Vermin became the game
Writhing ruin driving insane

You would do well to remember what compelled you
The twisted skull upon us all
This is it
Those cries are not mine
What we must fear is thine

An orphan on the shore
Pathetic cries of all you abhor

The oceans within
What does the moon bring?
The frost of martyrdom will make me king of your secret no more

Spiders in the mud
Follow a vacuous son
I need the sleep and the nightmare that comes

Fear it!

The oceans within
What does the moon bring?
The frost of martyrdom will make me king of your secret no more

Humid Robots

Craving for a built-in delusion
Inhabiting the streaming flow
As a ruse upon you hope
You will grow wiser
You cannot avoid
This mockery of autonomy
You cannot steer
Over why and wherefore

Running: free will
Extinguish your lie
Kiss this Cartesian Ghost goodbye
Searching furious this third eye
Pry as you like—such a wry

The author you seek now
And yet the boat
Is nowhere to be found
There is no one here
When all the matter disappears

So you cannot reward
The lack of choice in my voice
Punish me—I take no credit
Praise me neither
We are no leaders

We are as we, and we are on woven paths
The aftermath is contingent on both
So who is the "I" that swears all oathes?

Running: free will
Extinguish your lie
Lay this Cartesian Ghost
Down to die
Searching furious this third eye
Pry as you like—such a wry

The well is bone dry
Ask yourself why
And search inside
Do please try

Man the Machines

Has this become a habit
Under which all will be vanquished
Prone to remorse?
When what you strive for
Is the burden conniving your demise
The downfall that you endorse

When is it too late?
Between fire and ice
We have no time to think twice

Ready for impact
Man the machines
Fall back inland
You will have to deal with the spleen
We will push no further
Contrive to get away with murder
Mountain chain of my mind
What to do now you have arrived?

This is not my fate
In the midst of chaos and bliss
The time we have to bate
Less than we would wish
If you head forth
Gripping in this clenched fist all your spite
There will be no world to alight

When is it too late?
Between fire and ice
We have no time to think twice

Ready for impact
Man the machines
Fall back inland
You will have to deal with the spleen
We will push no further
Contrive to get away with murder
Mountain chain of my mind
What to do now you have arrived?

Ready for impact
Man the machines
Fall back inland
You will have to deal with the spleen
We will push no further
Contrive to get away with murder
Mountain chain of my mind
What to do now you have arrived?

Wisps of an Epiphany

Dusk brings them in calm shades
Of a creeping deadness
In life′s way
Nested, requested
We will try to be bold
As we were told
Cradled under a mantle of blood and thorns
From the second that we were born

The paths that lead us
Are not ours to weave
Where we coalesce
Between Her legs to plead

Nothing is under control
She is absolute
Universal sovereign
Surrender what you cherish most

Little wisps that came too late
An epiphany clinging on to stay
And you will be welcome
To set me free
Part of a new identity
From our desires we cannot flee

Nothing is under control
She is absolute
Universal sovereign
Surrender what you cherish most

The paths that lead us
Are not ours to weave
Where we coalesce
Between Her legs to plead

Nothing is under control
She is absolute
Universal sovereign
We will surrender
What we cherish most
There is no one here

Nights in Stone

Knowing your life
Was not in danger
Putting your heart in
Anyway and every way
You came enticing
With your words a stranger
Who thought there was nothing
Left to say, led astray

I forfeit all that I have been
For more than a thousand nights
Will you not be a queen
And free this realm of ice?

Now we are here
There is no price to pay
The comfort found
In the peace of mind
The warming solace
In those winter days
Who was spared
And regained his own life
Purified?

Let that stare shine
On this corpse of mine
Blinding my own sight
Do not give up on me
For all those nights in stone

I forfeit all that I have been
For more than a thousand nights
Will you not be a queen
And free this realm of ice?

I forfeit all that I have been
For a thousand and one nights
Will you not be my queen
And free this realm of ice?

Cold Furnace

Break away
From what used to find you
Alert and ready to go
This cold shadow
Looking for the signed truce
To reap what I sow
Where we are is not to spoil
This furnace
Our blood once boiled

The end of the line
Realise I am a lie
Endless this night
I am alive, so I sigh

Still awake at dawn
A need that burns all
Light me a candle to mourn
Some places will lose their awe
This furnace
Once sacred will fall

The end of the line
Realise I am a lie

Did you know
I would not see the light?
I regret I remained
I demand what I think I gave you
You swallow disdain

With all that is behind us
We know we will find her
We will not drown in cinder

If you really tried
I would not deny
You failed to feed this fire

The end of the line
Realise I am a lie
Endless this night
I′m alive, so I sigh

Drama

To think you must make up
In order to put into words
(I am not a solution)
But I can harm you
As if I had burnt
(If you invoke me)

Fighting the storm
All sails are torn
Contempt seething through the sores
I should not be
All should be free
Lest pity devour this black sun whole

I thought all this change
Would help to push through the woe
(But you are always late)
Knowledge is the key
Knowledge makes us free
But dragons sharp their teeth
On what you know

Fighting the storm
All sails are torn
Contempt seething through the sores
I should not be
All should be free
Lest pity devour this black sun whole
So let us hope
This façade holds up
I should not be
All should be free
Lest pity devour this black sun whole

All the talking is done with knives
All the waiting will not lend a hand
Tomorrow will not bring us any more hope
If nothing else fails, I can.