GustaveDelior

There once was a fire that burned in your eyes and now that its gone, you can hear our cries Reflecting the stain that we left on our souls Burning our world away with the coals Cinders and ashes as far as the eye can see When was it you and when was it me Why is a touch worth its weight in gold The price that we pay to have and to hold When your someone, you can laugh in the rain when your the fool, the storm ends with pain And if you ever mattered to some one before You know the shape of the piece you tore

Your Eyes are the color of the sea why oh why won't they see me? I see, the light in your smile towards me, its been a while We're lost in our need for necessity We keep on through pain, No serenity we can't remember what our hands feel like We are so different, we are just alike You are just like the villain that i am We live our lives like an ideogram Now we live in a wasteland we made We are not the people we once portrayed Feel now my heart as its cold as slate As i await for your will to abrogate The way they're eyes are burning me i've passed the point of my apogee-------

What do you do, when the Hero needs a Hero Would you help tuck him in, Fluff his pillow Nail down his coffin lid, tighter than sin Would you read his eulogy again and again Would you write a testiment of his path until its just tatters and empty wrath... I think you might..... have buried me tonight... ohhhh prehaps life's another, hallucination! A thorny crown, made of alienation! drowning in the hopes of finding a salvation! Watching time track down my extermination! So i get you on the phone..... talk to myself alone------ But the hero's fascination..... is the tragic revelation..... You can have your tragic adventures, You can watch as he

" Before our eyes in a spectacle, the being from the heavens, appeared to us. (the leaders of the races and their staffs) upon our own war vessel, here in our command center, blasts of energy engulfed the being as they tried to kill him. But to no avail, every one said silent prayers, but then a soft but masculine voice said "i am Imaginos" there were no terms of surrender, we just took our seats, and waited through the long and terrible silence."                              -Scribe of Sirius, A

Hunger and Crave Food's all the rave A dinner plate for me, and one for you I made chicken, cause i wasn't sure of stew Hunger and more Lets go to the store A shopping cart of Doom To fill the kitchen room! Hunger and now Ill cook up some cow With some Salad in a bowl and a medium rare soul Hunger the load Desert ala Mode I think of times when dinner will be ready But i am always dreaming, meatballs and Spaggetti!

A shaft of light, Beauty and bright Lights my world, to where i burrowed Lips form shape, i Stammer like an ape Just a dream? My minds own Scheme? No, its real, Solid as steel! Where have i been? What is this Den? Like i am reborn, Rise above my scorn! new wings for Icarus! fresh start, for us. I have my charge, opportunity large! Prove to all, my feelings call i cannot fail, i will not bail! hold you with me, a new world to see!

Time and space, still fluctuate, by a fiery blast the cosmos shake Originate, from the human race, in the past long forgot Near Sirus was a being, That Antiquates the eldest race Unknown to all the rest, he holds the fates of all life kind. When at last he came alive, with a tear in his eye he said aloud to himself, "why must so many die?" He went abroad, the human race, and thats how we survive---- From his eyes, the fire of creation in his palms, the embers of destruction. With no name, he greeted us, he saved our lives from the graveyard hives. As the others, learned of him, they threw their weapons down, and prayed. They

I have lingered for so long, in this mind of mine. Wandering if still exist outside of thoughts line? Does my existance cause still the pain? Will we drown in our collective rain? or over flow, washing our suffering and shame to cascade away and reveal our new game? If i am a burden, foget about me, anything so that you can still see all that is important to be. If i am the ghost in your eyes, Remember me not for lies, but for my tries. If your feeling down below land, Use my bones to build a stand to boost you up, so it won't be bland. Life is what i made it, and you along for the ride, and still you might think of being at o

The resentment in your eye and mind thinking about leaving me behind---- Replaced by lesser creatures one with human features--- The door before me is always closed Remember the danger they posed?--- A scared little boy, to afraid to make sound the door is open when the devil comes round--- You can't hide the feeling in your soul against me you can't reach your goal--- Minds are like books my cowardly friend i can read them from frontal lobe to end--- I know it all, secrets don't elude me But the solution is so hard to see--- I never give in, i give my all, body and pain to bring you back or push you out in dark and rain---