I want to breathe rain.
Feel the summer mist running through my veins.
I want to ride the clouds.
Soaring free on the edge, high and proud.
My Ex Sister In Law
Your nose is long and crooked, your hips are big and wide.
Your voice makes me nauseous, I want to run and hide.
Your hair is quickly graying, your skin is sickly pale.
Your body is full of problems, and your breath is awfully stale.
When The Nightmares Come
Dripping blood, spewing hate
In my dreams, I can't escape
I see your face, what you've done.
I cannot hide, when the nightmares come.
Four Winds Blow
The spirit is like a flame, dancing in the darkness.
The voice is like the wind moving across the meadows of thought.
The soul is like an infant, innocent and wanting to be fed.
The heart is like a chamber, through which all of these flow.
The first rays of the morning sun illuminate the horizon,
life begins to stir.
Birds begin to chirp, and the moonflowers gently close.
Dew on the grass glistens as tiny droplets, and if you look at them right
Armour And The Cross
On the hill where blood runs cold,
Cry to God or lose your soul.
The wicked one sits
Lamenting his quest.