Archive for January, 2011

Seeing Eye Dog

Posted in Uncategorized on January 31, 2011 by captainbedsheet

Satin curves, streamed with white flowing flesh

Wrapped about a scent of perfection

Fabric pressing, tightly bound

Foreshadowing gifts ungiven

Unspeakable, the tales of childhood ambition

Blossom into a reality, exploding real world fascination

The words are said that fall to the floor

Trip me, send me back to the down that lead me to a hateful spire

I hate them

Seen from you are the same words that remind me of this fateful fall

Produced by a wrath, fueled by some lens of sight the rest cannot see

The many scars the riddle the skin have worked their way deeper

Deeper down

And pierce your mirror

And you will know a refraction that whispers you a false sense of scenery

I am seeing a seeing eye dog

And I will lead you to the truth

Roads that Never End and Stairs That Stretch Forever

Posted in Uncategorized on January 21, 2011 by captainbedsheet

 

This is just a little song that makes sense in my head, although I don’t know if it will come through in words without instruments. Either way, there are certain notes that display where some musical things should be, and the text styles mean as follows:

Normal Text = Singing

CAPITAL TEXT = Screaming

BOLD TEXT = Growling

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-(Guitar introduction)-

THIS PATH WE’VE BORN OURSELVES TO

WALKING FOREVER WE WILL NOT FALL

DESTINED TO RIDE FOREVER

OUR WILL PRESSES ON, INTO THE WIND

To find you, we battle on

You cannot FATHOM

Stretching this into abyss, our new darkness, we will not miss

OUR BREATH HASTENS IN THE WIND

WE’VE COME THIS FAR, NOW WE WILL WIN!

(Short Guitar Riff)-

SUIT UP — RIDE ON!

Desecrations will not marked on your grave, I remember the first day I ever saw you

Staying up all night, not caring for the world, I will see this through and I will save you

I don’t remember ever asking you — when we would ever, ever finish this
(THE BATTLE, THE BATTLE — SUFFERING, SUFFERING)

People try to tell us that it is useless, but we stand back up again
(PICK UP, PICK UP — RUN)

We decided here to plant our thoughts and run

Not listening to others objections

Destined to ride for ever

Our will presses, into the wind

BREAK ME DOWN, BREAK ME DOWN, LET IT FLOW!

BREAK ME DOWN, BREAK ME DOWN, LET IT FLOW!

I BUILD IT UP, BUILD IT UP, LET IT GROW!

I REFUSE TO DIE!!

BREAK ME DOWN, BREAK ME DOWN, LET IT FLOW!

BREAK ME DOWN, BREAK ME DOWN, LET IT FLOW!

I BUILD IT UP, BUILD IT UP, LET IT GROW!

I REFUSE TO DIE!!

THE ONLY MIND TO LET IT GROW (FREE US, FREE US)

THE SOFTEST SOIL THAT I KNOW (BE-LIEVE, IN US)

THIS INSULT TO YOUR MEMORY (LEAVE US, LEAVE US)

I WILL NOT LIVE TO SEE (ANYMORE)

-(Breakdown)-

SUIT UP!! RIDE ON!!

SUIT UP!! WE RUN!!
-(Guitar Slide)-

This will live on into ever eternity, you will see that you not forgotten

I don’t care if this journey takes forever, at the end I will still be holding you

If you let me lover I will ride home with you, and these stairs will stretch with every step we take

Lips pressed to the sky, intentions in the wind, we will ride on the road that never ends

OUR BREATH HASTENS IN THE WIND

WE’VE COME THIS FAR, NOW WE WILL WIN

IF WE REACH THE FINAL STEP OF THE WAY 

WE START BACK ON THE ROAD THAT NEVER ENDS

(Immediate Ending)-

Dignity

Posted in Uncategorized on January 11, 2011 by captainbedsheet

Awaiting demonology

Do not dare to tempt me

You are deep within my skin

You ache to see me slither out

Diluted frame of mentality

This scarred romance you wish to see

You are everywhere in mind

Capitalize on my own demise

You are trying to seduce me, free me

You cannot be what you once were

With me

Falling towards the floor

You know my words are righteous

Yearn to be rewound

In sound judgement, you can’t take

Without me

If you are one to join in heart

The blood need not be physical

And this I know, you’re fractured

And you wish to be joined in kind

Plead to return to saddened times

Wanting to be seen together

Cut apart

No matter your cries

Your tries

Your lies

To have me follow

I am in love, but I warn

Do not dare to tempt me

Even in weakness

I am strong

Do not dare

To tempt me

My Arcane

Posted in Uncategorized on January 10, 2011 by captainbedsheet

The sun will dawn, and rip the shades

The water will rise, and minds will bend

The shadows will grow, and take the void

The flames will shine, and melt the ties

The vines will sprout, and seed the fields

Air wraps about thy arms

As will breaks and the simple vanish

To master these is to control

What in truth we cannot have

I may not have much to my name

But as long as I have

The light

The mind

The fear

The hurt

The growth

I have something to call my own

I may be alone

But here I have power

Here I am somebody

Important

And so that lonesome duty seeds my need

To wield it

The Masochist

Posted in Uncategorized on January 10, 2011 by captainbedsheet

Forgive me

I have forgotten what t he martyr brought

I will not die in my own thoughts

When I can live in what I believe

Fasting

I will starve for this, my love

If you will see the other side

My ribs will break, so let them fall

Perfection

Beauty of

The image

You will never be what you want to see

You will take this a step too far

Show me that these bloodied steps

Lead up a path

That leaves you beautiful

Jealousy

For the blind

If you could not see into the pool

Flock to mine arms

For sympathy

If you could but use my eyes

You would love

The masochist

Fabric

Posted in Uncategorized on January 6, 2011 by captainbedsheet

I see what your made of

Your plastic cannot hide the scars

That leave you beaten

That show the world

No matter what mask you put on

No matter how much make up covers your sickly skin

No matter what words you say

Or what shadow in which you hide

I will shine my light upon you

I will expose your pathetic naked body

To the wind that brushes your fake existence

Off into the forsaken night

And carries it away from here

It will be forgotten

Your skeleton left, arched in pain

The only remnant reeking from a living mannequin

Is not worth even showing

Not even worth the light

The time

My living flesh despises you

Your dead and drying forgery

And your weakening composition

That I so easily ripped apart, to find

The only thing underneath

Was a whisper

Of a forgotten wish

To be among the living

It will be forgotten

Urges

Posted in Uncategorized on January 6, 2011 by captainbedsheet

A ticking growth that bleeds within

A seed that springs inside the skin

The force that drags towards timely death

The need that that sickens in my breath

My skin is worn and mind is beat

My broken will is my new deceit

I will flood my impulse, my barren drought

I will cut, and let it out