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Rose Red
08:18 Sep 12 2008
Times Read: 604

When you pray at night in bed,

Say a prayer for little Rose Red.

The big bad wolf chased her away,

to an enchanted world far from day,



She ran so far she ran so fast

She left the wolf in her past

She left the wolf in her dreams

As she ran away to the land of tween.



They searched the forests through the tree's

They called to Rose across the See's

But Little Rose Red was far from sight

In the land of tween and eternal night



Now the snow has fallen and colors fade

In the garden where Rose Red once played

And in window sills candles burn

To pray for Rose Red's safe return



But Rose was lost and all alone,

Cold and hungry, so far from home,

Then in the dark she saw a man,

He placed an apple in her hand.



He showed Rose Red his magic tricks

While the forked tongued mirror booed and hissed

The sorcerer's apple made Rose weak

it made Rose dream as it made her sleep



Then as she slept she saw a path

Rose saw the way back to her past

And from the depths of the darkest dream

She heard a voice cross the see

Telling her the time had come

T wake and find her path of crumbs



Rose followed her dream to the end of the road

And kissed her prince, who turned into a toad

Then waking from her lucid dream

Alas still lost in the land of tween...

03:49 Sep 10 2008
Times Read: 614

To pretty to cut, to lovely to kill,

So he keeps me living still,

A porcelin doll in a case,

A pretty little angel face,

Perfect skin, dressed in white,

Not alive just trapped in life,

He's in my room, in my bed,

In my body, in my head,

Let me live or let me die,

Dont want to be his perfect lie.

Dying for You
03:47 Sep 10 2008
Times Read: 615

I give to you my heart, I give to you my soul,

I give to you my life, my love you simply stole.

I offer you my blood so that you may have your fill,

I offer you this sacrifice, do with it what you will.

With the grinding of my bones you may have your bread,

I serve upon this platter my bloody severed head.

Just take me in your arms and grant my dying wish,

Embrace me as I die and give to me one kiss.

Cut me into pieces, tear me limb from limb

Just let me gaze at you as the light is going dim.

Break my neck and drink the marrow, let it be your wine,

I would die a thousand deaths for one moment of your time.

Rip my heart from my chest, crush it in your hand,

cut my throat and watch me bleed, kill me where i stand.

Just give me what I've asked and all i ask is this,

Let me in my lifetime, taste your tender lips.

04:09 Sep 09 2008
Times Read: 633




Monsters Under Your Bed

By Yoni Mullane

The orphaned soul's belong to night,

Shaded from the tainted light.

Unforgiven bathed in sin,

Scarred behind such perfect skin.

Painted black and dressed in death,

Wanting more and needing less.

Loosing more than there is to give,

Dying to let the dead live.

Hurting to forget the pain,

Feeling pride in secret shame.

We are the damned, the living dead,

We are the monsters under your bed!

04:06 Sep 09 2008
Times Read: 634






Dreams Of Death

By Yoni Mullane



Am I dreaming or is this death

Is this ghostly vessel flesh

Should i drink from Satan's cup

I've had my fill but it's not enough

So i preyed for god to give me more

But god wont give to the devils whore

Is this death or am i sleeping

I preyed that i was only dreaming

But when i close my eyes i see

All that i could never be

And hiding behind this decaying flesh

My broken heart is wrapped in death

The blood runs stark throughout my veins

In a world of madness could i be sane

Or is this madness just a dream

Is there nothing to redeem

And now my demons are through sleeping

I can feel this vessel weakening

The monster stirs inside

And from myself i cannot hide

Cowering before my own reflection

All my fears become acceptance

And I am now only a memory of me

A fragment of what i use to be

Trapped within this decaying flesh

Is this just a dream of death

Take all i am though I'm not all there

such lies behind this vacant stare

And within those lies i see the truth

Of my gutted past and misspent youth

But forgotten in all the perversion

was that life is the diversion

And death is the true meaning

But still I prey I'm only dreaming

I preyed to end the sadness

For your god to end this madness

Please god save me from myself once more

But there's no redemption for the devils whore

And so i go on dreaming

My demons go on screaming

Together we run from the end

My enemy and my friend

Still holding to the fantasy

There is order to the anarchy

Continuing to live out this lie

Pretending we don't live to die

Knowing that for certain it is true

Life holds no escape for me or you

Within this mortal shell

I serve my time in hell

Always knowing life is the illusion

That death is the conclusion

And in this chariot or flesh

The final destination is always death.

Diamonds & Coal
22:26 Sep 07 2008
Times Read: 646

Diamonds & Coal

By Yoni Mullane



Liar Liar, you forsake me

when you promised me your world,

Indian giver you betrayed me

when you said i was your girl

Now our love is a barren wasteland of

diamonds turned to coal,

And where your heart once beat for me

now lay a bloody hole

Your so conceded in your delusions

and vague elucidations,

One and one is always you

in this random miscalculation

It doesn't add up, I don't have enough

to give anymore to you

Your lies come to late to cover the track

that leads to the ruins of truth.

Will you fall on your sword like

the failed gentleman you pretend to be

Or will you pass the buck point your finger

and place all blame on me.

Liar liar, you knew the truth,

i could never be your girl

You offered me false memories and

remnants of your broken world

Indian giver you forsake me

when you promised me your soul

Now our love is a barren wasteland of

diamonds turned to coal.

02:00 Sep 01 2008
Times Read: 608






SO PRETTY ARE THE DEAD.

BY Y. MULLANE



Will the stars align for me,

Will Mozes part the sea

Are the miracles all gone

Not all roses have thorns

I lost you in the crowd

And i screamed to you out loud

But the dead cant hear

And when nothing is clear

The blind will see

What you could never be

You are a thorn without a rose

Your wounds never close

So pretty are the dead

Sleeping in their beds

With pennies in your eyes

So you never see their lies

Your so peaceful in your slumber

Sleeping through the thunder

And so clear is the glass

That is broken in the grass

Covered in blood, lovely and red

So pretty are the dead

Blood on my hands, no not mine

Blood on my lips tasting Divine

Not my blood it must be yours

Why are you sleeping on the floor

I did it again that horrid thing

I spilled his blood i have sinned

I smile at sin sleeping on the floor

I shouldn't taste his blood anymore

Is it not good if it makes you smile

Is sadness not corrupt and vile

Will i beg when my time comes,

Will i plead like you have done

Will you rot or will you burn

Am I the lesson you will learn

Your not sleeping you are dead

your the voice inside my head

I can hear it now so damned clear

But the dead can't hear

You sleep so soundly in your bed

So pretty are the dead, So pretty are the dead

The blind can see me in the dark

When life stops the blood is stark

What color is my soul, never white

Did they see that parasite

Why do my tears always bleed

When you beg when you plead

Sleep now sweet dead

So pretty in your bed

Did i do that to you

Are they lying is it true

Am i the reaper not a rose

Did my petals wilt and close

No, i am a rose with a thorn

I am an angel reborn

I have consumed your heart

I am an artist and you are fine art

Die for me now another time

Your death is forever mine

So sleep for me now in your bed

So damned pretty are the dead