Valley of Woes

Don't ask me why I have become this, this heartless man!?

For I have died a thousands times,

Cried tears that would fill the Nile

And embraced the pain inside like a charm of the darkness,

This life has seen me toll in the sorrows beneath my eternal...

soiled through the smog and forsaken by the sun's warmth

My cause has seen better days,

My heart has been filled with better emotions,

My smile now stretches with the hurt of pretence.

I've lived a million times

Through died in each day I have lived,

What's in a heart when it's pulse is faint without cause to be?

When the dark embrace grips it's bitter claws on you, you'll understand

Why each day is a laborious struggle.

The indignity, the defeat, the culmination of this spoil is overwhelming.  

Ye Hath Kyllen Thy Heorte

Thou hath stolen something,

A measure of thy own goodness,

A sight to remember, like a rainbow thou beeth,

Pierced with magnificence and a heart to follow,

Lost in thy presence, I beseek to be in the warmth of thy hands.

If forever I be denied from the kiss of your tender lips,

Thy shall bleed with a sorrow so deep no leech my heal,

Thy solemn wounds shall moralise thy dimness...

I summon the heavens to take me home.