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My Name is Vengeance

BENEATH death you will find my name
it’s behind merciless eyes you’ve seen
how golden guns and bullets share
timeless moments inside these dreams
it’s been seen by glorious faith

And how i gave love to death
And now it’s all lies

If you must see me protect yourself
arm yourself with angels from on high

Arm yourself with luck
as fate runs through these veins

How evil runs away from vengeance
when the one with ice in his eyes
chases you ~~ you know my name:

Vengeance

is the name.

:: 07.07.2022 ::


BRONTOSAURUS

DEFINITELY a few minutes ago
: walked within your footsteps/
walking — oh, walking in your
footsteps\ hey mister, i would
not ask for more (i would not walk
within those foot steps) but could you
sing to me about how mighty brontosaurus
died even built three stories high: he
would never hurt a fly…
Execelsus
walking within those same footprints
are my own foot-steps…

:: 07.16.2020 ::


Beautiful Dream

A beautiful dream last night while i was walking overTHERE.
My name was unknown to me and my feet had a small inkling
of where they had traveled within my past.

It was blissful.

i walked into a white marbled room that contained a bench
made of unfulfilled wishes; the ceiling gently weeping
the softest tears of love toward me. My soul was drenched
in hope.

On the wall in front of me was a most beautiful painting
framed within amethyst and the colors were otherworldly
and breathtaking.

Upon waking i went to my easel and picked up my brush
but soon realized our world does not possess such colors
and even if so there is not a single soul that could
comprehend that angelic spectrum of a higher rainbow.

I wish to sleep.

Again.

:: 06-01-2018 ::