This is a page for miscellaneous things I find appealing.
I am the source and the field
The shiny scythe that you wield
I’ll be the drug in your blood
The first wave of that flood
We rot face down
Burning in silence
We fought in the ground
Desponding violence
Don’t pray for me
When you’re the one to blame
Don’t think of me
When you go up in flames
Don’t pray for me
When you’re the one enslaved
Don’t wish me well, in your fantasy
I know
That you want me
And I know
That you love me
And I hope
When you touch me
That you know you’ve touched damnation
I can not hide
Standing up against the lies
It’s not a sin to live as one feels inside
My name is ruin
My name is evil
My name’s a war song
I’ll sing you a new one
I’m no slave
Are you feeling brave?
Or have you gone out of your mind?
No more games
It won’t feel the same
If I hold my anger inside
There’s no meaning
My soul is bleeding
I’ve had enough of your kind
One suggestion, use your discretion
Before you label me blind