ReligionTake your sword of righteousness And slay the body of Justice, Melt down her scales And adorn the Temple. Her flesh-sacrifice; Upon the altar of yourself. Her blood, smeared with unclean hands Tracing patterns of Greed. Honesty cries out, By blows She too falls silent; Another victim on your altar. Deceit, that dark eyed acolyte Dances grotesque delightReligion
Moon's SolaceMoon’s SolaceMoon's Solace
In the quiet of my room is where they find me The whispering worries of my life Turn up the music, With a little more sound I can drown them out. The sun’s gone down And this little room is dark It’s now that those demons Come out from under the bed Dancing their wicked dance And though I can’t see them I know they’re there Turn over Crawl to the window Terrified by the unseen Beg the moon For saving light
Heart SongHeart SongHeart Song
I want to run through the trees and melt into the night To feel the earth fly beneath my feet I want to see the world Without its deceptive colors I want to live a life Without the measure of time I wish for eyes that see in the night, Strong legs to carry me faster than the breath of the wind I wish for hearing as pure as moonlight For a voice that will echo off the mountains, Into awaiting valleys below I long for the freedom, The beauty of a primal nature
Revealed RevealedRevealed
Do you really believe darkness will conceal your secrets? As the fiery king guards the day, The silver queen and her court Hold vigil over the night Silently observing the heedless souls below And though they listen, Their hands are not idle Each thought spoken, Each word heard, The lady tirelessly scripts Upon the vast walls of her palace So that upon each breaking morn, The bright lord may arise And know the measures of the night As the lady knows As the lord knows As the wind in the trees Or
SymbiosisCreatures rest on solid stone, Scaffolds bear a heavy weight, Odd are birds that fly alone, And that which sleeps without its mate.Symbiosis
Lean back, and passing wind may stay your frame, yet it is fickle, and you will fall. Strong rivers are those who begin as tame, who start to trickle, and slowly crawl.
Men are quick to seek a friend, Men have trust in oak and yew, But weary ties may o
Hey look, I'm doing stuff again!
Optimism
(and for some reason I didn't have you friended or +devwatched here! For shame!)
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Art is showing others what you live.
I am aware that I'm a young, perhaps naïve artist. I am trying to improve and grow. I want to learn, however I can. I want to see what can be done by others, even myself. Forgive my mistakes - I am always learning.
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"Music provides comfort in time of sadness, loneliness or despair, it inspires us to expect more of ourselves, it calms us down."
- Reuben Kee
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<Chester-le-lunatique> I lost faith in humanity. Know why?
<Nalan-TheMuse> Why?
<Chester-le-lunatique> They created Twilight dildos -____-
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