Bleeding Through

When all the hearts are suicide kings and the stage is filled with wild eyed dreams, never turn around for me. Don't stop, just keep it movin, full throttle into the night. 

After all, I'm stronger than I was, just a memory in the wreckage, hiding in the dust. Don't try to save me anymore. Fire till the end of it all, these burning hearts will fly.

I say it now and clear as day, I love these moments that fade away.

Take me down and fear the way I never wanna change.

Caught off guard by the taste of truth and a little distracted by thoughts of you, I'll never sacrifice these days. Never fill your hollow. Never break the chain.

Harder now into the faces of doubt, we fall for the causes we used live without. I can't pretend to feel certain. Never lie about the curtain. It's crashing down on us all.

When it goes or if it stays, I'll love the faces you will make.

Another blow, another blaze. We will burn forever this way.

Come on love, this is not a game. But if it is, I'll stay to play.

Another ghost of yesterday. I will haunt your heart with all the words you never wanted to say.

For all those kisses that became our scars and all those stitches sealing up our hearts, we can go on like this forever. I will bleed through my chest until this ends.

...or until you fail to steal my breath, which will never ever happen.

Just another Saturday night...

On the Sidewalks

Open my eyes; cut the stitches of consequence

Not just another camouflage for contemporary coincidence.

Take my heart for what it’s worth; just pennies on a dollar.

Hear my voice from empty walls and ignore the silent hollers.

Evacuate your heart and empathize with the broken.

Soft spoken solitude unfortunately left unspoken.

I am the ghost; I am the darkness; I am the shadows on the sidewalk.

Deny your sympathy to protect the path your pride walks.

Embrace your falsities, your facades and fabrications.

Wonder in the atrocity of limitless limitations.

Accept me to except me, but don’t expect me to be accepting.

Like the wicked tribulations that teach you to repress things.

Knights of Nosferatu, we are the city slicker martyrs.

Suck the last drops of our innocence; make these sidewalks even darker.

Halloween

Awake in the Wake

You can strike me down. You can judge me as a martyr.
But you will see before it's over.
I am not your easy choice, your crying criminal target.
I am more than you ever were.

Take a look in my eyes and drown in your reflection.
The destruction of your ways.
I will find a way. I always find a way.
To destroy the person you are.

I have suffered through it all. I think I'll share the wealth.
Enjoy the pain I will bestow on you.
I've seen the bloody walls with all their stories to tell.
My next character is you.

I've carved out my life, sharpest pens and dullest blades.
Wounds heal but scars remain afraid.
I will stain your future, in time as you impeded mine,
Awake in the wake of the wake for you faith.
...this will all be over before you know it.

I don't cry to be noticed. I don't fuss to feel.
I just make my purposes known.
I don't stop because it gets tough. I don't try to deal.
Never ever together forever alone.