Devotion

[Krimsyn]

Confused by the way i first thought about, I was wrong, So very wrong.
You are the light, that shone on the earth, you took heaven underneath you wing, You rule it now.

I'll never give up that moment of bliss, the ones we all dream about.
You will be, in my arms. You will be, aligning the stars. Please hear me now, While our lives are still divided into this ground. I'll stand free, I'll take you. Please take me, Don't break me, just ascend.

You are the fire that flickers inside me, you saw the light and need to ignite the thoughts upon a blaze. You were a saint, and the angle of light, you moved with the grace of the doves flight. You knew it then, i knew it then. Why was i so wrong, to drag you into the ground. You could have broke free, unbound by tangles of limp links of metal, all it took was your eye to Perice through my mind and now, i need you. I see it now, i see it now. Ascend from the ground.

I feel the particles vibrate with motion, you are the light and my pillar devotion. Can't you breath without the sound of god. Can't you touch someone without diving into there souls. Please ascend, up off this ground. I need the highest degree of love, You were the arch in dark i could only pray about. I've come now, See this now.

To grace you're lips would know only such beauty, you deserve more than you've ever dreamed. Ascend through this space we call time, ascend up off the ground and look for the things we could only dream about.

I need my, i need my wings. To fly throughout my time, to be above and below all those that don't dream to care about, my surreality, Your reality, your mind. Give me my feathers. I want my wings.

November Holocaust


Deep labyrinths host ancient evil, dwelling in the treasure of Zeus as he pulls strength down from the moon's of Jupiter.
Turning God's power into the divine, escaping time in his own mind and turning into the inverted center of our mind. Taking bits of memories and laughing mad with power.
Zeus takes our soul and diminishes it beneath golden underground pyramids. Crystals line the walls to a silver chamber, here the memories lay in glass veils of achievements with rose petal thoughts of our lost emotions.

extraterrestrial minds enter the hieroglyphic prison of memories. Take hits of human knowledge with astral blotter. Expansion of purity and thought, rest the Rosetta stone upon the third eye. Explosion of infinity, wide eyed excitement. The last remains of a dead sea, now the home for lost souls. Zeus is taking hits of Da Vinci's Wisdom, god's know terrestrial life forms. God as the alien.


I feel the particles vibrate with motion,
you were the light and the pillar devotion.
Can't you breath without the sound of god.
Can't you touch someone without diving into there souls.
Please ascend now, up off this ground.
November Holocaust, as rain pours from the skies.

[II T A C O II]

Gos dosent exixt

[Tesseract]

diving into there souls

their

grace you're lips

your

Wisdom, god's know

The apostrophe isn't needed, I don't think - unless the god is possessing something?



Other than that... Which bit's the poem/prose/whatever? xDD
If it's the blue bit... There seems to be a lack of any regular syllabic pattern, although I'll ignore that for the moment, and the fourth line really breaks it up, I don't like it...

II TACO II, I agree with you but do you *Really* need to bring religion in here? I think there's a couple of threads for it somewhere. This isn't the place...

[Sadza]

I think it would work better with Gods instead of god's.