Grey Stone

Grey stone, the name of my captor

a high wall, with a gate before me.

A huge gate flanked by pillars,

where lie stone griffons.

The gate was shut.

Approach the arched tunnel,

below the clock tower.

When I approached, the compass needle started

spinning.

Mother, it's dark outside, the wind is growing

stronger. Voices coming up the stairs now,

open the door, see the steps unseen.

A violent transformation, a scream going towards Heaven's gate.

I picked a flower, crushed it in my hand,

the petals ran purple, then dripping red,

I threw it away. I entered the shadows dark

cast, the storm is coming on stronger.

The misshapen creatures crowd around myself

as I walked into the faint light. Hide the

children, now run away, can't you feel the

warmth, the rainbow spray, feel the

tears of happiness. Tomorrow you'll come with

me, step outside with me. The promise of the

truth has arrived. Sitting before the window of

Illusions, it presenting itself to me in visions.

They're flashing before my dialating eyes. Watch

the candle melt as it blurs and fades. Do you feel

drowsy my child?, don't sleep, hear the wind, the

storm is coming closer. The eye of the storm is here

Evil eyes glittering green against the light of flames.

The Gallows

Sculptured tears cling to the cheeks of loved ones that cry;

Heaven and earth altered to sorrow, serene colors streak the morning sky.

Deep in the shadows, the paint of the gallows retreats from the warmth of the sun;

Caught in the chamber, a final prayer is said, the terrors of reality have just begun.

Slipping through countless thoughts never pondering the moments that flash;

Embrace me don't let me abandon my dreams to the hangman with the hideous hood of ash.

Give me the courage to confront my fate, inner peace is torn to shreds;

The clanging of keys, the guards approach, shimmering crests crown their heads.

Hastened to the scaffold, my flesh the bloodless color of a corpse;

The hangman's dark eyes staring crazily, the promise of horror running its course.

My wrists are bound as I search the crowds for your lovely face;

Your chin in your chest, the sob in your eyes, head hung low in discrace.

There is no turning back, I still love you, what else can I say ? ;

The noose pulled taut around my neck, capture me now take me back to brighter days.

The moments of reprieve forever lost, as the lever is pulled and the floor falls through;

My lifeless form swinging back and forth now you realize I died for you.

Igniter

In the dead of night as

I broke into the building of my choice;

The stench from the can of gas filled my lungs

and deep inside I rejoiced.

I poured the contents and sparked a spark that shot across an oily stream;

Brilliant blossoms of flame formed and my eyes sparkled with an icy gleam.

Smoke roiled and coiled in the gloom filled room;

Torrents of fire ignited in a vision of doom.

An alarm began to scream piercing the drums of my startled ears;

Discovery in the thick of the night my greatest fear.

I heard a sound from behind and I winced in pain from a crushing blow;

With anger and blind rage I wheeled to face my foe.

This deadly threat was met with hammering fists;

I smashed through laughing eyes I was getting pissed.

And as he struggled to rise with blood-splattered eyes;

The ceiling came crashing through in a roar of thunder and flame, falling skies.

In a panic and with no time to spare I found the exit and slipped out full free;

And as I headed down the road to nowhere I knew the way

Wouldn't be easy for me.

Tyrants

A man insane, screaming in his mind;

Plunging to his death, if only in time.

Dogs Of War

It was night- under star- splashed skies;
The battle rages- with vengeance filled cries.
Confusion and violence- savage and abrupt;
smoke- wreathed battlements- barbed wire and guts.

Mighty explosions- falling all around;
Thunder and lightning- striking the ground.
Over the bunkers- an eagle screams;
Never before in my darkest dreams.

Blurred and shifting forms- surge in their haste and rage;
howling beasts- let loose from their chains.
Barbaric and wild- they attack;
Darkness and anger never held back.

Blistering sweat- feverish veins;
Parched throats and crimson stains.
Snarling like wolves- these invinsible warriors;
they are the victors- these dogs of war.

Dark Mountain, Dark Emotion

Sometimes I feel my feelings are not my own;
Must my heart of flesh be encased in stone?
Everynight encased in shadows trying to get to sleep;
Tears stream down my face
I feel the creature deep inside
Struggle to creep.

Tearing loose from my mind the creature begins his deadly prowl;
Piercing red eyes, killing lust,
A hunters demonic scowl.
Now I see through the eyes of the ferocious beast that lives inside;
Through a shattered window
To the center of town
Like a night owl I glide.

Full moon sets beyond Dark Mountain,
I sight a victim only yards
Ahead;
Nightmares pound into my brain,
My startled victim turns his head.
Furious anger and vicious expression
Collide and intermesh;
Eyes flashing fire, terrible talons
Tearing off pieces of flesh.

Bursting in fiery fury, foaming with
hideous rages;
Animal relentlessness spewing forth,
Trapped for a thousand ages.
Teeth sharper than surgical knives
Sink deep into his skull;
Blood and saliva dripping from my
jaws, a satisfied grin.

Do something now to relieve myself
Of this pain, trust you I must;
Inner thoughts focus on strange and terrible things, the stars shimmer and fade
My tortured body turns to dust.

A Man Became

A wretched creature became a god
world never knew he was a fraud.
The dragon offered a golden crown
he's to rule the earth then cut them down.
Evil looks through twilight
the beast crawls in darkened light.
The world was dying at dawn
now the sun is gone.
Now in his name
raging tempests came.
Thunder and lightning from beneath the ground
in that dark abyss the beast was unbound.
The elders were struck while trapped in his evil cask
why did they believe only fools will ask.
Run to your holes fall onto your knees
the reaper appears he's only what man percieves.
Pray to your god to stop the plague
haunting images that bind your mind, holy light is vague.
The elders rotting in their graves
the beast destroys he never saves.
Run to your holes fall onto your knees
The reaper appears the blind man never sees

A Tyrants Demise

Scarlet banners flutter in the shredded mists of dawn
figures in purple robes kneel in ranks
expressions cold and withdrawn.
Massive stone walls rise above the human sea
their smoldering eyes gazing up at a marble balcony.
A thousand torches flicker and smoke in the dim light
on the balcony a figure stands dressed as dark as night.
The skull-headed leader glows with a grotesque arrogance
his eyes bright with a glint of malicious intelligence.
Suddenly a violent noise rips through the hideous silence
his body crumples and falls amid the shouting cries
the raged youth that had exploded
in a whirlwind of fury
held his weapon tense
as the gaurds and nobles fluttered about
in panic and surprise.

Am I Goin Crazy ?

Playing cards late at night
a sniff of something crystal white.
Purple hairs that dazzle the eye
pink stars that ring the sky.
Seeing the visions that come and go
before my eyes I start to grow.
Am I goin crazy? Am I goin insane ?
giant cars merging for my brain.
Across the floor what did I see?
but little green men coming for me.
Suddenly my deck of cards were there no more
King of Spades dancing across my floor.
Am I goin crazy? Am I goin insane?
feel that liquid ice runnin through my veins.
The King of Spades danced around my room
spreading his magic born of gloom.
Then he flew as far as the eye could see
on wings of fire he came to me.
Am I goin crazy? Am I goin insane?
from the floor comes a train.
Out of his pocket he took a scroll
upon my death he'll take my soul.
In my room a misty plain
the grasp of evil the risk of pain.
Am I goin crazy? Am I goin insane?
into my mind he posseses my brain.
I resist with all my heart
until time and space is blown apart.
Fire surging into the sky
across the plain screaming I fly.

Apopolyptic Tank

Alive without breath
as cold as death.
Never hungry never drinking
made of iron never thinking.
The deadly fire in his hands
lays waste to the surrounding lands.
Through the devastated fields where the long grass grows
he comes clanking and through the walls he goes.
I saw him run over streams and over waters dark and grey
I saw him in empty lands until he passed away.