Cold Fire

Never letting it show

Trying to keep it all under control

Angels and Demons scratching at the cage of my soul

So far and still nowhere

A life without care

A life I don’t know

 

Go to sleep and wake up exhausted

From dreams of possibility

From nightmares of nothingness

Consumed by the sentimentality

Of the forgotten savage

And all that was said

In the pursuit of shiny golden happiness

Yet lost to memory ravaged

 

By the blurring of reality

With the feeling of deja vu

As dreams come true

With a nightmare’s sensibility

In the days that pass

As nothing lasts

 

In the existence of the temporary

Coupled with the necessary

Only manic laughter prevails

As the beasts escape their cells

And being careful for what you wished for

Never stops you from wanting more

Paradise

I’ve dreamed of paradise

I’ve stood outside it’s gates

Seen the perfect world therein

And known it was not for me

 

I create perfection

Not for me but for you

It’s all I shall ever do

For I am a monster

 

And in my paradise

There is no place for a serpent

Especially one who will never repent

Though this Eden be built is upon lies

 

It will stand long after I have turned to dust

Its gates will never rust

They will forever glitter with the shine of gold

For my soul I sold

For copper and silver to make them with

 

My craftsmanship is without doubt

And the ends justify my means

For there all is what it seems

And you know the happiness you deserve

Moments

​My moments of happiness are mine and mine alone

To you they shall go unknown 

Though my moments of rage,disgust and sadness I shall share

For in truth to tell you of my joy

Would be careless 

For happiness known

Can be happiness taken 

That I cannot bare

So think only of my madness 

Yet know it’s my joy that will not be forsaken

And what you I think I do not care