Death and Rebirth

The storm raged outside
Fire in the clouds, darkness all around
Uh! I am dead!

I must confide
My life seemed so sound
The smell of crepes, not dread

The sweet breakfast of my past
The stress of my work now seems faint
The spiral of the worlds stand quiet now

The winds of my new future will not last
And gone will be the taint
And a new life will begin, but I know not where or how

I am reborn.

Waiting for Release

I am so weak
This weary body in this weary world
There all for waiting

My release to come from life’s long streak
The angle with no eyes
No use debating

I know I’ll never win
As thing have been unfurled
And never any use in hating

For I know my every sin
I cannot leave with lies
For all the trouble weighting

Here on my soul

Line and Square

Line and Square
Line and square
Line and square
Where ever you go
Beware! Beware!
Of line and square
Line and square

He hunts you in the morning
He hunts you late at night
A shadow over darkness
To fill you full of fright

A shadow he
Of grey on black
A shadow he
With darkened rack

That rips and rends
Bone from bone
Muscle from sinew
To make you his own

Shadow and black
On a field of red
Remains of his pleasures
He left for dead

Souls of his toys
Congealed to the black
Or left merely screaming
On the square of his rack

And as he watches over
This shadow of line
He eats those poor souls
While drinking blood wine

Line and square
Line and square
Where ever you go
Beware! Beware!
Of line and square
Line and square