(Part 1:Love)

In the speed of the day
Light devoured by night
the end of innocence
a less understanding
doomed to this world

With a world you will never understand
full of people you wont understand too
and when your confused and don't know what to do
just turn away and look for help
but find just a black abyss
where things used to be so kind, it used to be so easy

With a black, heart, a black soul
soon a black physical manifest
I never will understand myself
i never can help myself

I make a foolish mistake it ruins my life
and those all around me
a innocent stir
it doesn't seem fair
that no one else can see

soon
another full moon
another day near the end
remember the days
just memories now
a blurry image soon to be forgotten

a heart torn between many souls
A life torn between a thousand Lives

and it makes me want to cry

nothing makes it better
than the satisfaction of a certain illness
or the spasm of muscles
generating a thousand thoughts before a climax of satisfaction

I can stand the feeling
I can stand the Sight
I can vary on the taste but can't endure the smell
of a thousand sins and lustfully thoughts
as we embrace in our love which is between dead and alive
A love like a ghost
Abit like the ghosts of children never to see the light

Or maybe it can all be easier when you can't think straight
When a temptation of various kinds affects your vision and thought
you feel invincible but deep inside it slowly kills you
but you love it anyway because it makes the pain go away
Physical and mental

but you never can understand
just this hurts
a groping inside my skull
my heart collapsing
my lungs feel heavy
i don't know why
but i don't want to even imagine

so let me kiss your lips again
i desire to kiss another
But also yours
for ever the desire for others
will be pro-longed
until faith plays its part
and our kingdom falls


(Part 2:Loss)
When your lost and stranded
and no place to go
for all those so close fade away
in a age of no innocence
with a life ahead
where is the justice in it all

it saddens one to know
your the only one they trust
or that your the only one they feel cares
or understands

it makes me feel special in a way i want to cry

so you just play along with it all
In a shamble of dying love
lost in your life
ina surrounding so clear
but it still seems different
from when innocence was here

and its dark, and in the rain
or when the sun is shining
its all the same misery
when you cant go nowhere
and nobody will care
all because they don't want to understand

And soon
The full moon
to repeat this pain again
and just when
will it end
anything, everything, nothing

come home
even though you can't

(Part 3:Life)
"Death, in it's own way, isn't the end, but the beginning, but still you are scared"

You know how the world feels
dying
slowly

surrounded by pain sorrow and misery

Life is without its own charm
A distance between us yet i still feel for you

you seem so fine
But when what happens, happens i will be able to tell
Such luck, is never without its bad points
and soon what you took for granted will be took back off you again
I'm Sorry for deserting you
Your mouth would only salsify when it's granting me sexual pleasure
Yet for the others around you, i still feel your sorrow

(part 4:Death)
In a forest full of dreams
a city full of nightmares
we will find true love
live happily ever after
and die again

for now a days
understanding, strays
like a lost soul from its host
crucified by your own nails
everything you ever do is inevitable your own fault

I'm sorry sometimes the truth is hard to hear
sometimes it might be even hard to bear
but when is said and done
and the words are set in stone
it would be better off if i was alone

for the death and the life
and everything in between
whats the point?
wheres the life
i can hear you die

For now the clock strikes twelve
the moon is about to pass
i receive a painfully nostalgia
im sorry your better than me
but through all this i have learned

Life is the Disease, Pain is the Drug, And death is the cure

Life is the Disease, Pain is the Drug, And death is the cure