Retribution From The Arms Of An Outcast

If fear is the mind killer then I’m its disease.Prepare for desecration like you wouldn’t believe.For time is short and its getting ever quicker.Soon this world will be barely a flicker.And one sharp breath will snuff it out.Of that you should have no doubt.So take your god complex and cast it to the wind.Before IContinue reading “Retribution From The Arms Of An Outcast”

Ivory Tower

Cast out and neglected.Feeling so frustrated.Its why solitude has become the aim.Forever sick and tired of someone else’s game. Ivory tower.Source of new power.Lock the door and toss out the key.Rebuild a life.Don’t surrender.Otherwise your progress will go in a blender! Bullied relentlessly day and night.Bruises that you can’t hide in poor light.For villains awaitContinue reading “Ivory Tower”

Scenery Of A Jaded Curve

Step to the beat, don’t call quits.Hear these sounds calling.Prophetic taunts soaked in humour.This bells rings at the wrong time.As gums do flap upon the hill.Mark my words, no more standing still. What are these days ahead?Lifted from another’s bed.Parallel to where ai stood before.All I smell is blood from my skin that’s raw. MarchContinue reading “Scenery Of A Jaded Curve”

Dive, For We Shall Win

Shot like a bullet right out of a gun.Descending down to stem the run.No more tyranny will we let multiply.Liberation through a crosshair over my eye! Defenders of our society.We are strong.We will forever be. Those who stand in the face of our foes.Helldivers, our names and we won’t fold. Armed to the teeth weContinue reading “Dive, For We Shall Win”

Why Its Called The Present

One more time around the sun.Look to the sky and wish for something.Days are getting shorter all the time.Before long you’ll be doing nothing. Enjoy it while you can.No need to over plan.Be in the moment.Live for the day.The presents a gift.Live it freely. Watching storms from a hill.Lashing rain does soothe and thrill.Bask inContinue reading “Why Its Called The Present”

Paths That Leach

Treading over sodden ground.That which is born does not always stand proud.For these times are hard and continue to claim,So many souls that only wish to live now.Its why we’re clambering for moments of peace.Deafening viciousness is not what we want on repeat.Its claims our chances at joy and ecstasy.Boxes us into a void ofContinue reading “Paths That Leach”