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The Winged Fist
03:07
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The Winged Fist
The angel bleeds.
Her sapphire eyes burn with a love for all time thrown into the wind.
The angel bleeds.
A wound remembered, forgotten sympathies burning all around.
The dust of ages knocked from the shoulders, by a winged fist flying swiftly through the air.
Tearing skin from beneath the shattered fingernails.
A broken halo, a broken hand, a broken promise, a broken life.
The angel bleeds.
The rage becoming evident, no moral decision to let the problem pass.
Stretch the skeleton with hammered falling blows.
And knock the air from the lungs that breathed the breath you once thought was your own.
The time has come to rock.
The time has come to roll.
The time has come to fight.
It's time to take control.
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KittyPurr
03:18
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KittyPurr
I can see better in the dark when I close my eyes. . .
To taste of candy thunder and devour midnight skies
Beneath the sins of history written out in a parent's hand
That thrusts the inkwell's majesty to blacken distant lands.
When the nightmares in your dreamcatcher can't burn off in the day
Because the sun won't shine down through all the clouds and rain
You will find that all you need to sleep the night in quiet bliss
Is your lover's welcome embrace and a waking morning kiss.
I can see better in the dark when I close my eyes. . .
To hear her sweet voice whisper to me "wait until sunrise."
When we'll wish away the hands of those that seek to pierce our love
And cast off the doubts that others place on something they know nothing of.
When you've lost it all, there's nothing left to lose
You have everything to gain, all you have to do is choose.
To find our happiness we are cast out from our homes
But wherever we may journey we will never be alone.
The sleeping trees reach out for dreams
As they become the bare arms of winter
Which climb into the cold night skies to
Brush the ceiling of haze away so that
The radiance of the stars may cascade
Down upon us as we kiss goodnight.
As we kiss goodnight, it is goodbye.
A goodbye to youth, a goodbye to pain, a goodbye to everything.
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October
05:14
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October
In the fall, lose it all, burn this sacred heart
With a Christ-like lost display of sacrifice to impart.
Every cell and mortal thirst are screaming out for trust.
To taste the soft displacing gifts of carnal bleeding lust.
Two crying bodies tangled in a tragic bliss
Disolve into one another with each vapor poison kiss.
In tune with each bruising note that starts the measures’ sound
With a trembling, gasping breath that walks within lovers crashing down.
And so to learn in life's short time, that the shimmering seas inside our eyes
Drift out slowly with whispering undertow, that holds us quietly underneath our stories told.
Will there ever be a word or thought that I could say sweetheart
Without you knowing what was coming next before I even start?
I feel as though I'm made of glass, I'm hollow, torn, and dying
While everything I'd ever need destroys me from inside.
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A Hero's Homecoming
04:06
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January Waits
04:21
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KittyPurr (Y2K Demo)
02:57
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October (Y2K Demo)
05:43
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January Waits (Y2K Demo)
04:24
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