The party's overA cd skippingIt's the same song repeatingGrows more grating with each passing second...And the walls contain a resonation, laughter, and conversation.It was fun while it lasted, but now we should be going.I hope everybody had a real good t.. Read »
This Old Cabin
...Blood on my hands...I walked in the shadows'neth an azure midnight skyI walked in the shadowsto abscond a life not my ownI walked in the nightthis life I hateDestroy this life, this life I hatereturn me to the wombthy crystalline willhas finally shatte.. Read »
The Wilderness
It was when I realizedthat life has no meaningno purpose, no quarry...no answeres...And all the dreary nightthat had befallen acrossthe landI slipped into a reverya web of human handYou longed to soar up highto caress the silky windsto embrace and kiss as.. Read »
The Melancholy Spirit
It was in this haunted place under a moonless cloak of ebony I was drawn to the glow of a young spiritess weeping in the woods The blackest ravens and ice-veiled boughs Have spoken of you, goddess of these bleak woods I yearn for your embrace, spiritess o.. Read »
Tak Mungkin Lagi
Kau membuat hatiku jadi tak menentukau teganya padaku menghianati cinta kitaDulu hatimu janji padaku bahwa kau menyayangikutapi semua hanya kelabu yang mewarnai cinta kitaWow tak mungkin Lagi Dan tak mungkin terjalin Lagitak mungkin Lagi Dan tak mungkin m.. Read »
The Mayhem & The Pain
Louie's living with a fire in his bloodAnd it burns like a mother fuckerI've picked him up off the groundWhen his cells were downAnd now its getting tougherTo stayMotivated when the ends in sightAnd the world keeps dragging you down Everyday is another fi.. Read »
Tebak Tebakan
Benyamiiiin,ApéhYu' maén tebak-tebakan yu',Ga' ah, gué lagi nyuci' béhaHéh, nyuci béha', malu' tu didengerin orangMang kenapéh? Béha-kan baju dan handuk, heh nak ajéAyo Benyamin, nyo' maén tebak-tebakanDaripadé daripadé lo repot ajéKalo bisa' kalo bisa' g.. Read »
The Song That Holds Us Still
Carry me when my legs give out, he said. We did not expect this bramble, this thick of thorns. You always see us running to anywhere but where we're meant to: the belly of the sea. Breathing in the womb. The surrogate mouth of divinity. And we're scraping.. Read »