The Ink Room

Just like a porcelain doll
White and tall
Made of glass
But perfect at that

Strong until
She falls from the top shelf
Her strong, put together glass
Finally shattered at last

Everyone though she was fine
Until she broke inside
Her rosey cheeks have faded
A broken heart now hated
A girl so perfect
Now so broken
The thing to blame
A dark and dangerous game
With a silver blade
And a little cocaine

I am evil.
I am the devil.
But you can call me Satan,
While wishing you were in heaven.

Cry, Bastard ,
As I burn your flesh.
Scream, Bastard ,
So I can enjoy your death.

You like that?
You like my torture?
GREAT!
This is all that is in your future.

Watch me enjoy you.
Your blood is my ecstasy...
I can see in your eyes
You want a piece of me.

Lets go!
I'll unlock your chains.
I'll even pull you out,
Away from the flames.

Come on.
Bring it on.
Fight me.
Bring it on.

Oops!
I tore off your arm.
Oh, that didn't hurt.
That did me no harm.

Ha Ha!
You thought you could take me.
He He!
Oh, now you see.

I AM HELL!
I AM the One.
You'll never defeat me.
Because of what you have done.

Time will never change what is.
Prayers answered, and unanswered
Life, and love remain the same.
We need to get away to be sane.

So meet me by the stream.
Our tent of yellow and blue
Where all cares will vanish
And it's only me and you.

We'll build a great fire
Holding your hands we spin
Dancing under the darkest moon
Never wanting to stop.

Forever caring, and sharing thoughts
Tears shed for eachother we weep
Dreams held forever dear.
In our quiet place.

Faithful to eachother in all we know.
Feeling so free in the moment.
I never want to wake up
Safe in our secret place by the stream.

I'll find you there.

Listen, my child.
Listen, with your heart
And you shall hear their feelings
And the words they never dared to speak.

Listen, as the angels sing their melodies
In the winds of time.
Become the receptive chalice,
The cup that enfolds,
The vessel that contains
All that is,
In love and in hate,
In beauty and in ugliness,
In joy and in anguish.

Listen with a loving heart.
Let your soul soothe their wounds.
Let your heart soothe their savage cries.
Hold their hand.
Hold them up, 'til they do stand on God's land
With new strongly grown legs.

Be their cheerleader
For their hidden cries to become
Conscious screams.
Let your cheers draw forth their closed off sounds
To free their own inner music
And sounds of rapture.

And smile with joy and love
As each one finds the gold in their own heart,
Of beauty, of love, of their own radiance
That joins with the radiance of the Creator.

Then listen, to the emerging Light,
To the sounds of the sunrise
Coming through the veins of your being,
The joining together
In the Chorus of Life’s Creation.

Welcome to my home.
Hell within the dome.

People with black robes passing by.
Couldn't see past their mask, even if you try.

See the smiles on the real ones face?
See the tears leaving their trace?
See the red glowing eyes behind the mask?
See the blue eyes of the Angels after his task?

In ones face, the one with the tear trace.
The one with the red eye.
The one who refuses to really cry.

The one with the blood all over their robe.
The one known threw out the globe.
The one with the small smile on his face.

A smile hidden behind his mask.
A smile, one not to ask.

A smile hidden in the heart.
The one whom lives with a missing part.

The red eyes will turn blue
only past the mask can you see what’s true.

The mask of emptiness.
The mask of cold.
The mask as hard as gold.
The mask full of the lies told.

A dark mask for a dark heart.
But not if your really smart.

Look behind the red eye.
You will see what wants to cry.
You will see an Angel fly.
You will see a wounded heart die.
You will see, an Angel behind a Demons eye

Her sharpened nails in my flesh make me crave for more
Her chilling cold caress makes me feel so warm
She's my addiction, the one... the one I love , my whore
She's my redemption, the one... the one I hate and adore

And with her I die
And for her I die
She's my mistress of pain

I burn in flames of lust... I covet, I crave, I desire
In her I lay all my trust as the flames grow higher
She's my addiction, the one...the one I love , my whore
She's my redemption, the one... the one I hate and adore

And with her I die
And for her I die
And therefore I sigh
She's my mistress of pain

Come to me, little mortals
I can bring you to heavens portal
There'll be no sorrow, there'll be no pain
Felling of pain will fill your brain

Come to me,sweet human thing
Give me your heart and I'll make it sing
Forget your fears, leave them behind
Forget the troubles of your kind

Come to me.... yes, right
Now hold still, it's not good to fight
I'll take your blood and leave you dying
Didn't you realize I could be lying?

A single finger running down your thigh
A sudden gasp of air as feeling washes over
A single whispered word of control you will read
An imeadiate reaction of obedience
DO IT NOW IS MY COMMAND
A single look of lust shot in my direction
A single taste of what you done
Come to me and type
A single word of surrender
A single gift of my mind is what I give
Make it yours and be mine

I lived in darkness
Withdrawn from modern life
My mind was full of negativity
And my mood was depressed
I can relate to the melancholic poets
And the gothic literature of Edgar Allan Poe
These lost souls are misunderstood
This is not a quest for evil
But a search for positive energy
I will come out of this stronger
Wiser and more sympathetic
I felt so restrained by modernity
By the pressure to conform and look good
I took a razor and cut through the superficial layer
To get in touch with my soul
I had to risk losing my life
To realize how precious it is
Now I am fully restored
A cloak of darkness surrounds me
I see the world in crystal clear vision
Droplets of blood fall from my eyes
A memory of the sadness I endured
A bright new spirit guides me
But the darkness will always be there
To remind me how bright these days are

A hint of lust
Shines within her eyes,.
And a touch of crimson,
Stains her lips.
There is sorrow,
Heard in every cry.
And a passion felt,
In every kiss.

The moonlight reflecting,
Off her pale skin.
The innocence shown,
In her angelic smile;
This things make her,
Seem mortal within.
But the deception,
Can last only a while.

Outside she looks,
Like God's creation.
Inside lies,
A black heart without soul.
The truth reveals,
This monster of Satan,
Is and empty vessel,
Seeking to be whole.

She drinks to quench,
The thurst inside her.
She drinks to fill,
The gaping hole within,
But dosen't realize,
The void growing bigger,
For the demon inside
Feasts on this sin.

Once sickness infected;
Chocking her life.
She desired immortality.
She had lost track,
Of truth in reality.

A deal with the devil,
Taking the cancer away,
Yet only growing more sicker,
Than before.
Immortality by a vampire - the only way.
To get what she was looking for.

Now there's no way back;
No soul to trade.
Cursed to suffer,
Within every life taken.
She must 'live this life',
She has made.
And be left alone, dead, and forsaken.

She has become Death.
She has no choice.
She is not allowed,
To be heard.
And cannot speak
Without voice.
There is nothing,
Behinde her every word.

Forced to suffer,
This eternal curse.
She lurks the night,
As a creature unwhole.
The pain will never,
Cease to hurt;
No amount of blood,
Will pay the toll.

So she wanders on this Earth,
All alone.
Cursed as immortal,
Beautifull, and old.
An open wound,
Never to be sewn;
A meaningless existence,
With a heart so cold.

Men fall down,
And lose their breath,
Fading away only beacuse of this:
She is a reaper,
The bringer of Death.
And her scythe,
Is the vampire's kiss.

Life and light,
The things of lore
this life is a stone,
Blood for all
Moving among those we feed on,
Yet a race apart,
How we survive is a mystery
I live and roam
feed and fly
yet chained to this body
I go nowhere
I yearn to leave this life behind,
But to live again I can not
It is a wine and poison
The death of me in one swift sip
how do I go on, I just do
I will live forever
Yet I am already dead
to those who know me they see me for me
yet I have no one
I have less and less,
But want more and more
one for one,
Two for two
Again I roam and run
live and die
this life is mine