Crimson Waters
The river runs warm with the blood of your heroes
Look down deep to the glazed eyes sink to darkness
The cool breeze passes over this swamp of deceit
And ripples appear over the bodies of the breathless

i row along the crimson waters
filled with fallen heroes and forgotten souls
carried with them a picture of you
for when memories fade and the bell’s toll

The war path runs a trail of dried blood
Cast aside, Mangled piles and broken bones
All is Pushed aside to be classified
And sunk to the river to hide the fallen

I row along the crimson waters
Filled with fallen heroes and forgotten souls
Carried with them a picture of you
For the faded memories and the bell’s toll

Look beyond the buried’s  field
To the light which has since faded
Darkness surrounds you in your time of need
All Hope is gone and you are alone
Follow your own path and you’ll survive
With this choice you loose your peace
Don’t tread behind or loose your grip
Or you’re lost forever in crimson waters

War Cry
duck down low to avoid the blast
defend against the mistakes of the past
down at your feet is nothing but shell
you in the middle of a manmade hell

sent on a mission with no reason
to do what's best would be treason
from the front line behind a lie
drying the tears of the war cry

sight is gone with a cloud of smoke
so much death like a horrible joke
before your eyes hope's door is closed
with an explosion your life erodes

sent on a mission with no reason
to do what's best would be treason
from the front line behind a lie
drying the tears of the war cry

one after another children fall
those who survives no longer stand tall
one thinks this would end after all the losses
we all forget the thousands of white crosses

Photograph
These crumbling walls
hold the pictures of time's past
many we embrace
some we rather forget
the faces remain
though the memory is stained
telling the story with a forced smile
the cover the reality of the moment

an archive of altered history
cast over painted halls
a passage through time
this has become
everything as perfect as it can be
or at least in a way they see

just a way to hold onto time
so you can take a piece
with you every where you go
a photograph
to keep us together
when we are apart

Caught In A Remix
My heart, is a bundle of wire
Shocking my body to life
Now in my cold steel soul
I, am losing control
I’ve traded my life of perfection
For a life of complication
This newfound free will
Slowing me to a stop

I am caught in a remix
I can’t get up 
‘Cause I 
Don’t know Which way’s down
If this
is what like to be alive
Then shut me down.

I am, almost human
Been programmed to care
I could kill my own kind
While destroying my home
I can now fall in love
Feeling the pain which follows
I beg, to feel nothing
To free me, from this,
Hell-



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