Reincarnation Of A Drowning Machine

better this day then the first. more expressions from every ones mouth to fill this earth up with gun powder. self-destruction sounds pretty promising when theres a time bomb built inside of me. "tick-tock tick-tock." this heart pounds faster everyday. but subconsciously i need to calm down and just breathe, and remember to let it all go. my body, my temple made of stone is made of flesh from my father. all of his blood runs in my veins. to someone i am most important. so keep this in mind ill walk the walk and vikings will come. for death polishes my road gold and his staff hangs over my head to cast a shadow. this cavity in my mind is not a curse its a blessing. i swear to God ill continue to grow with this sword in my hand. i will forever walk this gold road in faith. even if i have to destroy anything that gets into my way.

Mariana Trench: To Overflow The Cervix

your earth is cracking and there isnt enough veins to fill this hole. this is how warriors fought. back to back with weapons in their hands and a conscious breakdown in between pasts. many who have came our way have fallen to their knees, but only so few stand true. so deliver me from this world and fill this void. why have your waves turn to tides? how have your waves turn to tides? my undertow will swallow me whole. im a sinking ship taking every one down with me. no one on this earth will have a chance. only bacteria will survive in a world built on love that has been taken over by destruction. my God its so easy to believe in fear. remember me, and take time to steer. "have mercy."

Misconception: The Silhouette Of Dying Dreams

like a spider web im caught in. my life has become more than what i have expected. black and blue souls fall all around me. all these whispers in the night fog our streets up. clouded by design their falling all the way down. revive my heart to build something new. no more collapsing shadows. bodies fall like timber, like buildings in a burning city. but nothing here is rotting, never rotting away. all power on earth does not exist except the power of ones mind. but the whispers were just warning signs in which we chose to ignore. now all burning buildings cast shadows and no light comes this way. panic grips this cities nerve and all souls that are black and blue turn white. formed to stop this graveyard from happening. mankind forges their souls together to form a light of peace. and every single angel saves us, and God is recognized. but still to ignorant too believe.

Just North Of My Eyes: The True Vine Of Sheep Amongst Wolves

the difference between me (the form you dont know) and your friends (the people that you do know), is that i wont kill you. someone right now may be planning your death. always, always theres a clock running down on our lives. the true vine that grows in our veins, will soon collapse to this world again. harvested for all to see, a rotting corpse is just a seed. without fear i would not have survived this long. controlling my emotions on every impulse or connection i have with someone of nature, keeps me alive. i dont know why i keep myself alive i just know that nothing has tried to stop me from living. the day i die, is the day that i will awake. bring me a queen and children and ill build them a world. for my eyes will become stars. and god will see that destruction may be just as powerful as creation. but im not giving up yet. my heart set on fire with a roar from the heavens, like hell i wont give up yet.

The Future Balled

its not often that i wake up and it feels that my skies are falling. all the towers crawling wishing for this world to be born again. all these feelings that i feel. the faith of the world hanging over a small flame just melting without guilt. my mind freezes because its not often that i cant think. i lose touch with my inner self im facing my head at the targets as bullets from demons are rushing at me. noticing them is the easiest part, but they will follow you until you run out of breath, until you lose yourself from losing them. all the thoughts you have rushing in every direction tears you down slowly, everything leaving your body like your bleeding but your not really there. how can a ghost feel? we expect it for them to always find their way home, when their home is where its always been and that makes them feel like nothing at all. thats why the rage in my mind exiles as im losing time. all these people thinking they are just making a difference, a difference for the common good when we are just failing. every time i stop from running i try to breathe and i look down at my feet and all i notice is the world cracking beneath me. "is this real? or is this in my mind?" how can a fraction of this world take me away from myself. as my heart fills with filth, i noticed that running was never the understanding. and i missed the train when i was left there. the wind is the only breath i could ever feel. and these times are all that i need. now theres nothing left but for me to face my fears. i tell myself that im not scared, that demons are not there and that angels are watching over me constantly. but im shivering instantly and im so scared, these nights never really existed without you. when im left alone a million people are throwing their opinions at me. struggling while believing in apathy. nothing makes sense when your crawling on your hands from where you fell. so i relive that same moment when i lost my breath at my feet. ive been slowly hanging myself just to keep this real. and those cracks that i see beneath my feet are my life. i need to hold it together because there are angels counting on me, while people are betting on me. i hold my life in my hands and the difference i would rather make if i cant save the world from itself, ill save just one person. ill give it all i got to be the best, and this life i know i will save. it will make me live a hundred years without regret, so keep my name intact and ill be back again for i am planing a life for us. and if all i see is anger in this world i still see you that brings me to that place again where running was never enough. i feel safe and loved. this world secretly is looking for it to just end. we all want to die but were to afraid to leave. thats why i hold my heart and just breathe. because oxygen never felt so good.

Just South Of My Eyes: The Burning Rage Amongst Doves

oh what a frown to swim in. misery of this land has swallowed this city whole. aggression in repression, forces wait just to drown. they've captured our bodies to burn our souls. i sense their weakness located in their minds. my blood is my savior and allow the wrath of God to conquer my heart. my defenses are never down and my spirits are raised high. because on this small island of hopeless dreams, too many vultures circle our heads, too many wolves circle our bodies, and all serpents swim in the sea.

The Expansion Of Waves: Rain Falling Faster Than The Suns Rays

The Begging Difference Of Wolves And Their Redemption.

ten thousand walks of life approach us as this day comes. fields sparkling with a set of eyes and gold. revenge flattered in the stomachs of dead souls. how should my mind feel when i have emerged from the depths of hell without a scratch on it? all fear has left as soon as we reached our skies. their lungs drowning in the rain. they will surely come back for more, for they live in caves. our hearts bless the rage, and our kingdom will not be bought for salvation will forever flood our minds.

All Tragedies Of Salvation Fell Under Sheeps Clothing.

all buildings collapsed under the cities rage. what may this be but the images of my mind. unloading my thoughts across this city, ill never give up. i live with one eye open. breathless in a city filled with ash, a smile escapes because i am the only one left. aggression cries on and on, and redemption turns beautiful when our king has finally made his journey home. what a glorious way to build something new.

The Transient Wave: The Normal Electrical State Of Faith

our flags are raised and this is war. no other has ever dared to cross these lights with me. so shall it be, reborn on my own. from hell these viscous things have come, but fear doesnt strike me. all around i see gods creations and i see the devils. these eyes arent blind for i am that i am. demons covered in filth lurk behind me. but god gave us light that casts the shadow. i walk with my enemy and our heads are raised high. i pray for a better ending because this beginning is my greatest catastrophe. miracles return from the grave, for what was dead is now alive. with love willed like a wand, part these mountains of monuments and sever the seas. lay out a country of demons to bring to their knees. eminent of elements from this earth that bleeds. a world at war looking to be free. sever the ties and let us lead. angels around my head, gods love around me neck. i lay down my sword and pray. whispers that follow me to the end. the heart that speaks while it bleeds. give me hope. they've collapsed our lungs with reasons to breathe.