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Where art thou foe, where be my destiny? ‘Tis in my eyes, ‘tis in the sea… Through my light in the window, calling you into my sight. Feeling you near me… around the corner. Slam the door on my past, In the peripheral I see at last, I have reached my hav...

As it stands a distance from you It laughs whilst you throw them all a line The scene, the actor in life's play, imprisoned in th endless pantomime Smile, our pain comes in violence Revenge is our Punch and Judy show Take that with pain, take this with l...

Through the years we hide Hear the echoes in our minds And like the winter sun, I feel the cold Lying in my lonely field, I trace the colors of... The rain on the ocean swell the eagle glides as the night draws in in my lonely world where I spend all da...

A stance, a prayer unanswered A chase without a dream I stare at the midnight sun They called without a warning They said I had to leave Exposed to everyone Here without a meaning I question every call, question every move Minus what I am feeling and t...

A painting stripped of its face Hangs empty before our eyes Lost, you gaze through its rotten frame Blind you try and understand Do you try and evaluate your thoughts? That lie obscure in mid air, or does the hand next to you Push your opinions through...

Who’s the one who loves to play? Who’s the one, the one to play this game…? It’s ok Who’s the one who loves to play? Who’s the one, the one to play this game…? It’s ok Are you living with a lover? Are you living with a lie? Are you living with a crowd, “...

Fate - is it predetermined at conception? Does it linger whilst we make our decisions and envision our goals? Does it punish the wrong choice? Is it really God's will? Are we destined for the same afterlife, or does it exist or call to you, this fate? 

In lines we walk to separate ends, Distorted paths are in our way, Always searching, wanting more, Distant shores in which we fade. To open eyes which means so often that it haunts us and divides, Never heard it sometimes calls us waits and listens to our...

The Funeral Party You’re a me, you’re a me person. And I want, and I want you. You’re a queen, I’m a queen person. One and one that makes two, Love? Who will pay for the two fag funeral? Fragile life or just a fag gag, Well done just fry and grill....

It influences the way we think, the way we present ourselves, establishes the boundaries from lower to higher class societies. It controls our self-perception, and the way we perceive others. to most a saviour, to others a weapon 

Sitting in rooms, let time pass by. In solace we heal, in pictures we hide. Reserved is my place, encased are my thoughts. A painting so old, an image. Feeling, like you know who I am, Spoken, words repeating in ears of people we don't even know, Vis...