I don’t dangle sex in front of women’s faces in hopes of luring them to bed
I offer a high spirited relationship, a relationship to cure this age
I want my wings to be sore from flying so long and so high with you
I want our wings to break so I can play human with you for the rest of our lives
Come down to earth with me
they herald the sweet season
like blooms herald spring
while carolers' chorus sounds
angels are singing as well
in moonlight, upon a cloud
joy is everywhere
the bells remind us
of the love from up above
......
Being begotten in haze and despair,
By which helpless souls were branded,
Dark Angel left Heavens for earthbound Hell
To end the horror we'd started.
Tearing the chains of our minds
And breaking trough night and day,
Paving the way inbetween acid lies
She's solvation from our dismay.
She doesn't feel frightened crossing the sea
......
Searing blades full of thunder,
Helping tear the world asunder,
Bleeding truth of guile and fear,
Raucous voices emit a cheer.
Bring again the word of dark,
Preying demons soon embark,
Stalk the innocent, selfless lives,
As light must flee so darkness thrives.
......
WHEN RELIGION BECOMES
YOUR OPIUM
When religion becomes your
opium you slip into icy pre-dawn
to mosque then lie in fever flu
at dusk as bilal calls again
for you to stumble towards
beckoning forefinger guilt
chalices cringing crying
......
I don’t dangle sex in front of women’s faces in hopes of luring them to bed
I offer a high spirited relationship, a relationship to cure this age
I want my wings to be sore from flying so long and so high with you
I want our wings to break so I can play human with you for the rest of our lives
Come down to earth with me
WHEN RELIGION BECOMES
YOUR OPIUM
When religion becomes your
opium you slip into icy pre-dawn
to mosque then lie in fever flu
at dusk as bilal calls again
for you to stumble towards
beckoning forefinger guilt
chalices cringing crying
......
WHERE I AM FREE
My freedom lies beyond
the cloud of unknowingness
beyond mists of time where
I disappear into olive groves
which furl and unfurl in slow dawns
Here there are no gates
......
Searing blades full of thunder,
Helping tear the world asunder,
Bleeding truth of guile and fear,
Raucous voices emit a cheer.
Bring again the word of dark,
Preying demons soon embark,
Stalk the innocent, selfless lives,
As light must flee so darkness thrives.
......
they herald the sweet season
like blooms herald spring
while carolers' chorus sounds
angels are singing as well
in moonlight, upon a cloud
joy is everywhere
the bells remind us
of the love from up above
......