Post by Larsen M. Callirhoe on Nov 4, 2011 20:52:29 GMT -5
2:38 pm 11/07 2011
Who Is The Lamb of God
Here my blizzard winter begins
and my blossoming spring ends.
Where life is lonely I only see
an empty shell devoured by serpents
after the rodents have feasted.
In a reflection once serenity was held.
Now there is only me sitting all alone.
The time ticks away into infinity.
When will this clock ever end?
My body temperature is on fire
and I can't even hold my head up.
The sun burns my eyes
where I want to end it all.
To look in the sky where angels dance
and birds chirp away. Still no justice to end
all the heat that has burned and blackened me.
All God has done is let them slaughter me
like a lamb at the harvest where no one feeds.
All they do is drink my blood like it is
an ecstacy of bread and wine.
The words flow out of me like a sweet melody.
I am an endless river of lost spriraling thoughts.
I am in a field of dreams and I beg for mercy.
Am I that divine? I'm descended from powers
no one has an inkling of understanding to.
To reach out my hand and be a dark Lord
or be a friend to the truth and stand alone.
There is another way. It is where ego’s clash
as passions burn and souls are lost to lust.
Fire burns along my entire aching body.
Eventually everything all comes from
the thundering of God's eyes that melts the ice.
My hand reaches out but only a voice or two listens.
Where the wind blows; softly, yet ever and gentlely so.
Softly the wind blows and stills me in the damp night.
Yet this body decays and still I am going blind.
How I desire the frost more than the blazing heat
of the Sun that scorches the day time sky.
The horizon has seen her personality change to pink
tears. What unjustice have they done unto my eyes?
I have beheld the tears of my blood that flows and
floods the world and seven years time has past.
Several graves of loneliness caress my heart in a sea
of ecstasy. Or will they leave my side when dawn rises
and tomorrow comes thy way..
******************************************
Who Is The Lamb of God
Here my blizzard winter
begins and my blossoming
spring ends. Where life
is Ionely I only see
a empty shell
devoured by serpents
after the rodents feasted
In a reflection once serenity was held.
Now there is only me sitting alone.
The time ticks away into infinity.
Will this clock ever end?
My body temperature is on fire
and I can't even hold my head up.
The sun burns my eyes
where I want to end it all.
To look in the sky
where angels dance
and birds chirp away
still no justice to end
all the heat that has
burned and
blackened me.
All God has done is let them
slaughter me like a lamb.
At the harvest where no one feeds
all they do is drink my blood
like it is bread and wine an ecstasy.
The words flow out of me lik.e a melody.
I am an endless river of lost thoughts.
I am in a field of dreams
and I beg for merci.
Am I that divine; descended from powers
no one has an inkling of understanding to.
To reach out my hand and be a dark Lord
or be a friend to the truth and stand alone..
There is another way.
Where ego’s clash
and passions burn and souls are lost.
Fires burn alone my ached body
eventually everything all comes
from the thundering of God's eyes.
My hand reaches out but
only a voice or two listens
where the wind blows softly,
yet ever and gently so
softly the wind blows and stills me.
Yet this body decays
and still I am going blind..
How I desire the frost
more than the blazing heat
of a Sun that scorches the sky.
The horizon has seen her
personality change to pink
blood.. What unjustice
have they done my eyes
have beheld tears the
blood flows and floods
the world and seven
years time has past.
Several graves of loneliness
Caress my heart in a sea
Of ecstasy or will they leave
and the nightmare ever end
till tomorrow comes..
Who Is The Lamb of God
Here my blizzard winter begins
and my blossoming spring ends.
Where life is lonely I only see
an empty shell devoured by serpents
after the rodents have feasted.
In a reflection once serenity was held.
Now there is only me sitting all alone.
The time ticks away into infinity.
When will this clock ever end?
My body temperature is on fire
and I can't even hold my head up.
The sun burns my eyes
where I want to end it all.
To look in the sky where angels dance
and birds chirp away. Still no justice to end
all the heat that has burned and blackened me.
All God has done is let them slaughter me
like a lamb at the harvest where no one feeds.
All they do is drink my blood like it is
an ecstacy of bread and wine.
The words flow out of me like a sweet melody.
I am an endless river of lost spriraling thoughts.
I am in a field of dreams and I beg for mercy.
Am I that divine? I'm descended from powers
no one has an inkling of understanding to.
To reach out my hand and be a dark Lord
or be a friend to the truth and stand alone.
There is another way. It is where ego’s clash
as passions burn and souls are lost to lust.
Fire burns along my entire aching body.
Eventually everything all comes from
the thundering of God's eyes that melts the ice.
My hand reaches out but only a voice or two listens.
Where the wind blows; softly, yet ever and gentlely so.
Softly the wind blows and stills me in the damp night.
Yet this body decays and still I am going blind.
How I desire the frost more than the blazing heat
of the Sun that scorches the day time sky.
The horizon has seen her personality change to pink
tears. What unjustice have they done unto my eyes?
I have beheld the tears of my blood that flows and
floods the world and seven years time has past.
Several graves of loneliness caress my heart in a sea
of ecstasy. Or will they leave my side when dawn rises
and tomorrow comes thy way..
******************************************
Who Is The Lamb of God
Here my blizzard winter
begins and my blossoming
spring ends. Where life
is Ionely I only see
a empty shell
devoured by serpents
after the rodents feasted
In a reflection once serenity was held.
Now there is only me sitting alone.
The time ticks away into infinity.
Will this clock ever end?
My body temperature is on fire
and I can't even hold my head up.
The sun burns my eyes
where I want to end it all.
To look in the sky
where angels dance
and birds chirp away
still no justice to end
all the heat that has
burned and
blackened me.
All God has done is let them
slaughter me like a lamb.
At the harvest where no one feeds
all they do is drink my blood
like it is bread and wine an ecstasy.
The words flow out of me lik.e a melody.
I am an endless river of lost thoughts.
I am in a field of dreams
and I beg for merci.
Am I that divine; descended from powers
no one has an inkling of understanding to.
To reach out my hand and be a dark Lord
or be a friend to the truth and stand alone..
There is another way.
Where ego’s clash
and passions burn and souls are lost.
Fires burn alone my ached body
eventually everything all comes
from the thundering of God's eyes.
My hand reaches out but
only a voice or two listens
where the wind blows softly,
yet ever and gently so
softly the wind blows and stills me.
Yet this body decays
and still I am going blind..
How I desire the frost
more than the blazing heat
of a Sun that scorches the sky.
The horizon has seen her
personality change to pink
blood.. What unjustice
have they done my eyes
have beheld tears the
blood flows and floods
the world and seven
years time has past.
Several graves of loneliness
Caress my heart in a sea
Of ecstasy or will they leave
and the nightmare ever end
till tomorrow comes..