I can't spell masqerade, but that just annoys me, the real point of this thing is that this written to music, with the 1st and 3rd line in each verse coming out of the left speaker, and the 2nd and 4th out of the right...
it is based on real events tha
a ghost of the past
a knife meant to last
as the blade leaves your soul
another will fill the hole
when lightning strikes
on a clear day
be not afraid
of what you hear yourself say
I burn down the house with the rotten foundation
salvation plantation
I reap the weeping willows
I rest my head, on torn pillows
I awake
still, the haunting
I am reborn, remembering, re-torn
breaking the oath never sworn
what circus parade, what masqerade
what arhaic serenade,
what is this play about to start?
this mutilation of the heart
will there be laughter,
happiness long sought after,
will the wingless fall?
or rise above us all?
the stage of dreams
remains empty
when the ghost screams
I hear a voice from within me
you are the actor
the script is still being written
the show must go on
once you are bitten
Poetry by Michael Dyst
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Written on 2008-11-20 at 15:53
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it is based on real events tha
On the stage of dreams
a ghost of the past
a knife meant to last
as the blade leaves your soul
another will fill the hole
when lightning strikes
on a clear day
be not afraid
of what you hear yourself say
I burn down the house with the rotten foundation
salvation plantation
I reap the weeping willows
I rest my head, on torn pillows
I awake
still, the haunting
I am reborn, remembering, re-torn
breaking the oath never sworn
what circus parade, what masqerade
what arhaic serenade,
what is this play about to start?
this mutilation of the heart
will there be laughter,
happiness long sought after,
will the wingless fall?
or rise above us all?
the stage of dreams
remains empty
when the ghost screams
I hear a voice from within me
you are the actor
the script is still being written
the show must go on
once you are bitten
Poetry by Michael Dyst
Read 893 times
Editors' choiceWritten on 2008-11-20 at 15:53
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