Humanus
The Earth cries from inside
Wondering why?
Humanity has left it to die
Its life weeps
Its spirits mourn
Wondering why?
Its soul is torn
We have destroyed our earth
For this generation and the next
Its beauty and wonder
Left to burn
To slowly sunder
The Earth cries from inside
Wondering why?
Humanity has left it to die
Its ground cracks
Its skies thunder
Our ignorance has prevailed
Where sight had failed
Our greed adamant
And arrogance inhaled
Crying inside
She wonders why?
We left our mother to die
Demons Within
When night is dark, and moon is gone
Where souls lay, and shadows Mourn
Deep within the darkness
The demons are torn asunder
Their screams ring a thousand pains
Like lightning and thunder
For them there is no light
Only burning fires and bloody sights
Forever they are punished
For the unforgivable sins
So know the darkness
And your demons within
Tears of Tears
Only so much pain a heart has spoke
Never so much as tears provoke
Wither not, what withers so
Deafen the fields, of endless woe
Left not to wander, left not alive
Sentiments of frost, faintly survive
Within fear, the sorrow hears
Only Tears of Tears
Advent of Humanity
All I see are fading faces,
Innuendos of dying races.
Lost souls left feigning piety,
To leave the tundra of chaotic anarchy.
In the world so full of mortality,
Our legends fade into eternity.
Ambiguous claims and sanctimonious smiles.
Of the evil inside that cease to expire.
The song long played, for an earth now deaf.
The requiem forever playing, in a world long dead.
Wondering wanderers
Ever wonder if spirits wander?
They never ponder where they wander
They wander to where they are
They wander to where they go
Walking, over and under
Spirits never wander
They only wonder why they are?
The Last Rose
A rose in the winter stands,
Fighting against the vicious winds.
Its crimson petals glowing,
Amongst the field of endless snow.
The Rose is all that’s left
Of the thousands rubies laid to rest,
Taking its final pose.
Making a stand, trying to hold on
To the harmony it had,
The peace it lost,
Its final stand against the frost.
As tragic as it may be
The worst it has yet to see.
Not long will it stand
Out in the bitter storm.
Its heart still burning
But its body cold.
It is the dim fire,
The burnt out light,
It is the Last Rose,
And this is its last fight
Frozen Regret
He is lost
In this life and the next
Running from the pain
Which snapped his neck
And now the man is old
Forever to live
Eternally cold