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Time broods the smell of its arogant twist
what spirit lies in its deep clouded mist
The entrance of heaven or even hell
does even one enter to toll their bell
Echos of life whether good or bad
no longer touches the soul thats sad
Enter the mist from what was light
into the long uninterrupted night
I sit here alone in eternity's belt
reminded of all the things that I've felt
Some were good but often bad
I wait for Judgements brutal stab
With time to think of all that I miss
I wait inside of this clouded mist

   Little rabid rabbits are crawling everywhere
Laying chocolate eggs like they never care
    Protect your self from these fury little beasts
and just be carefull of the rabid chocolate treats
   Oh furry little bunnies with terror in your heart
   What fettish do you have with your jelly beans of art
   Making little birds of your marshmello treats
and giving them to us in package labled peeps
   Oh rabid rabbits we see you once a year
The horror that you bestow on us cripples us in fear.
    So take my warning from east to west, the furry rabid rabbits are in there Easter nests.

   What demon lies in shallow dark, to force the light of his domain away from all. The demon is evil but most of all he rules with deception lies and hate. What caused his wickedness to be so pure, and who does he answer to when he rises against man. The questions I ask have only one answer. He is Satan, a powerful being once to be believed by himself to be a King. He took the first life when cane killed able, He tempted Christ in the dessert, he rose to power during times of death, and he still lives in Hell as the all powerful ruler of the dark.
   So why you ask do I say these things, I say these things to let you know there is one thing that the Devil can not do to man. In all the world in all his torment in all the empty souls that walk in his name, he can not rule our lives until we say to him be my king. So its man that walks with a strength stronger than he, remember this then if you can.
    Watch for the beast in your everyday life and remeber your strength, we are Gothic not evil we are strong and true, we need not the dark to hide in we take the dark to thrive in. We kneel to no one but a child and take their pain. We live here forever silent soldiers of peace.
   Don't worry little one you'll be safe come into the darkness with all of us, we are the Children That Rule the Night we are Gothic.

   Time as we know has its place, for those who know,
   Know about what we need to judge our existance
   A small meger drop in the bucket compaired to our earth
   A small meger drop in the bucket, since the time of our birth
   Time marks periods in our history that we dare not forget
   Time marks periods in our lives that we've lived to regret
   Time is the one thing that goes only one way, straight ahead
   Time is the one thing that goes only to fast, then were dead
   Time is what we have when we have nothing at all
   Time is what we loose when family doesn't call
    Time is all there is when life needs to try again
   Time is what we spend with lovers and our friends
    Time, Just Time.
  

   The Dragons fate of long ago seems to be where we must go,
   To live back in the day of Wizards and Kings,
to find our fair maidens and guillotines
   Then ride upon our trusty steeds, To court a princess with our good deeds.
   But where indeed did dragons go, do they heat volcanoes before they blow
   Have they taken there flames away from us, because we kill,  because we lust
    Will we ever see them in flight again, will we ever find the dragons den.
   I tell you I know where they all dwell, It's an unfriendly place that we call Hell.
   By good or bad we all must die, so send me where the dragons fly
    If it be heaven or if it be hell, give me the dragon fairy tale.

   I try so hard to stay away, but the thrill of the kill has made me stay
   Though distance and time makes all things clear, the taste of blood just keeps me near
   So what do I crave when the sun set sets low, a deeper taste for blood when it gets cold
   I am not a murderer I am not a thief, I'm just trying to live with my disbelief
   That once again with blood on my clothes, I drink the blood of those that I loathe
   Hotter and hotter it makes my blood boil, till all my fear regains its toil
   Then once again I return to flight and become what I am a creature of night

   I'm sorry for ever being the one that couldn't make the grade,
   Or ever being the one you thought would be the family's rave
   I'm sorry I missed the chance to see,  just what might have been
   Had things turned out much differently, than the way they did
   I can't turn back the hands of time, to fix all thats been broken
   But with these troubled words I write let this be my best token
   I have lived greatly as some would say, with freedom and with heart 
   But reaping harvests that you sow, can tear your world apart
    To folks and children that I have , I'm sorry I'm not prepared
    To live my life in misery and show that I am scared
   Scared of how to live my life the way I know I can 
    Scared of how I end my life a broken down old man
    I have fears of my lonelyness, that torture my wounded soul
   I've suffered many years for things, of which you'll never know
   So now I ask all of you who see me and my pain
   I never knew that family, would make me go insane
   I bid my memories of better days a fond and sweet adue'
   And start a brand new family no more will I know you
   If by chance you ever need the one you lost again
   Just call me almost anytime, not family but maybe friend.
  

   A cold cruel world for a lonely boy who's heart has been forsaken
   The girl he swore his dying love to, from sickness has been taken
   He stands on top of the highest peak, only to scream in hideous pain
   For nineteen years he had loved this girl
they said she had died in vane.
   She just had known about his love for less than a year or two.
   But she so deeply loved this boy, her heart was pure and true.
   She had no one to care for her nor their child when he was gone
   So now their memories are etched in stone and the graves that they lay on
   The boy no longer could hold himself, away from his horrible pain
   So he threw himself off the highest cliff
Just to be with them once again.

   Out there in the ocean the creature swims at sea,
   Knowing all along that people still sail free
   From dusk till dawn the ocean rolls and sailors test thier fate,
   Of becoming a small bite to eat on her dinner plate
    The storms are all but childsplay to those who've seen her face
   She lives in every sea on earth, no waters are ever safe.
   I walk along this ocean shore, and still I hear the screams
   Of lonely sailors and dead men, who's blood has run in streams
   The ocean is my lover, I walk to her each day
But on the oceans floor she sits, just waiting for her prey
   I was attacked and lost my leg just trying to stay alive.
   Again she attacked ferociously and no one did survive
   That is unless you count the man who lives to tell the tale
   I tell you all her size was ten times that of a fricken whale
   One day I say I'll find a way, again to set my sail
    Just to find that rotton beast and send her soul to hell.

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