lunes, 9 de abril de 2012

Nightmare

Full moon
with monsters goon
Running, Falling in the mud
Nightmare looking for my blood.

Wolf's howling
Stomach growling
My mother dear is dead
To the nightmare she was fed.

martes, 3 de abril de 2012

Freedom

What is free will?
Is it in a tree?
Will I find it in winter's chill
or is it inside of me?
Is freedom the sound of bells
Or the man in charge of ringing them?
Is it the place where my soul dwells
or is it in the soldiers charge?
Is freedom in everybody
or just the rich?
Does every man, women, child
elderly or animal free?
Freedom is your liberty
Every choice is yours
Freedom is your right
Fight for it with all your might.

viernes, 23 de marzo de 2012

NATURE

Wild, Beautiful, Free
Pounding like the blood inside me.
Climbing, Growing, Glowing
Waiting for it to stop snowing.
Night, Stars, Wild Eyes
Time to wait for the sunrise.

War

When swords clang
an answering cry of shields bang.
When arrows fly
many men die.

When bombs go boom
soldiers meet their doom.
The sound of flying speers
means this war will go for years

...and years

jueves, 22 de marzo de 2012

PROPHECY

When blood fills the skies
four new heroes will arise.
Yet they will all despise
the spot where the truth lies.

If they loose hope
the hill of victory will slope.
People will not know how to cope
and humanity will die

When the world hears the angels cry

Scorched

The world will fall
on the day of the eagle last call
when there are no more trees
and only the sound of a lone bee

When the rivers run dry
and the clouds never cry
and there is only sun
then nothing more can be done