Triceratops
December 11th, 2009, 10:57 AM
This is basically a piece I wrote recently that describes A LOT of what I feel. It may sound ridiculous but this has somewhat a deep meaning to me...
Tainted Chronicles Of A Hidden Crestfallen Mind
Bewilderment, which taints my own ambience
Sacred voices, lingering deep inside my mind
I hide beneath the façade of pure imagination
Deep in disarray, to destroy all harmony
Frost bitten palms, crawling underneath supple flesh
I hide beneath the façade of pure imagination
Fervid affliction, writhing through the soul
My reflection, pouncing from the casket nail
I hide beneath the façade of pure imagination
Throttled by lunacy, encaging me in hostility
Slithering vipers, entangling my wounded ankles
I hide beneath the façade of pure imagination
Demons entice me, foreboding forces compel inside
Somber glares, glimmering through dissolving masks
I hide beneath the façade of pure imagination
Torturous howls, echo in cruelty and malevolence
Streams of scarlet, flowing upon my frozen lake
I hide beneath the façade of pure imagination
Reaping vengeance, dearly creeping beyond
Strength and courage, such remaining powers to behold
I still hide beneath the façade of pure imagination
Tainted Chronicles Of A Hidden Crestfallen Mind
Bewilderment, which taints my own ambience
Sacred voices, lingering deep inside my mind
I hide beneath the façade of pure imagination
Deep in disarray, to destroy all harmony
Frost bitten palms, crawling underneath supple flesh
I hide beneath the façade of pure imagination
Fervid affliction, writhing through the soul
My reflection, pouncing from the casket nail
I hide beneath the façade of pure imagination
Throttled by lunacy, encaging me in hostility
Slithering vipers, entangling my wounded ankles
I hide beneath the façade of pure imagination
Demons entice me, foreboding forces compel inside
Somber glares, glimmering through dissolving masks
I hide beneath the façade of pure imagination
Torturous howls, echo in cruelty and malevolence
Streams of scarlet, flowing upon my frozen lake
I hide beneath the façade of pure imagination
Reaping vengeance, dearly creeping beyond
Strength and courage, such remaining powers to behold
I still hide beneath the façade of pure imagination