Don’t stop me let me get drunk all night Want to forget you just let me fight With all my angels and demons inside They never let me drop your memories behind Let me smoke and get high These cigarette never lies Don’t stop me trying to forget all those sweet talks Just break the rusty tarp of the clock That m trapped in, let me bring those clouds down To get lost in them and never be found ..
whispers.. velvet vibations taunt for what do we seek eyes, hands & wings faint laughter pause to a slow pitched sound angelic creatures in there manifestation of movement closer then ever before many evoke fear a cast of feathers drifting
Fair Angels of Olympus, Muses Nine, That on its snowy summit gay recline, With other gods and haply the cynosure Of poets whom inspires your sacred ewer, O’erflowed with the ambrosial Hippocrene, The haunt of daughters of Mnemosyne. And Father
This demon has seduced your inner being open the windows of your soul look before the darkness consumes your very existence draining every source of energy turning the mirror on yourself becoming lost in this unbearable reality be quick! before
The chord struck again Without any desire, the tears did rain. Unable to find why, The angels did solace. But, the inner demons smirked hysterically, “Oh! what did you gain?”. If empathy is what you want , It is lame!