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Masochist's LullabyHear now the dirges of the slain Crying out the eternal story of mankind Tale that always dwells deep in pain Telling of chains which us bind A great downfall is a sense of twisted Justice demanding blood for blood In your mind are grievances listed To be called forth like a flood Bare your breast for the knife In your folly how can you cry foul Misery you bring yourself to your life Ignorant like a slaughtered fowl For all hearts not made of wood Pain for pain, but good for goodMasochist's Lullaby
by ~Byakhiam
CornwallA land where harmony does condense Where the fertile fields with theirs stalks drape Those earthy pools of sweet innocence And a lone ridge perfects the landscape I ache to rest my head on those fells Surrounded by a pair of willows For that I would endure dozen hells Just for a moment in those hallows When my journey takes me over that sweet mound A valley surrounds me with its low walls Whereupon a quiet stream may be found To please the only visitor of these hidden halls Some might a love like this appall But I only live for thee my beloved CornwallCornwall
by ~Byakhiam
Falling in Love AgainThe sky is grey, yet I cannot despair Work piles up, but I am not scared The rain comes down in acceptable flair And I walk proud with my head bared Cheap noodles are a gourmet meal Ambrosia found in clean tap water Terrible afflictions do quickly heal And every man is my brother A single face can fill my whole mind Fleeting moments looping in my memory This feeling should be returned in kind With a warm caress on that cheek of ivory When everything is fantastic, even the most mundane I must be falling in love againFalling in Love Again
by ~Byakhiam
Marching InsanityAll those grey days ever marching on Interrupted by surges of desperate joy What ever could be done, has been done With greatest laughter at a silly toy The others will never understand This hidden beauty only I can see They won't know where I'll make a stand Showing them the proper style to be My vision only showing a broken mirror I hear a multitude of whispers from shadows A smile throws a hammer on bells of terror And sanity is pummelled by invisible blows We are all gripped by the impeding brutality As drums beat to the marching insanityMarching Insanity
by ~Byakhiam
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- Current Residence: London
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