This one is long, but then i have so much to...
Adrenalin
addicts you...
We crossed the German border
And pressed on to the war...
Wicca is a powerful thing as you know
you think it's evil,yet it's not...
You think you are so mighty
As though youre worthy of my respect...
This poem was written with a very precious and...
The Sound Of Fire...
The rain is dripping
as my tears fall free...
Starve this hungry curiosity,
And satiate this undying pain...
I asked myself as I went to bed
What leads to the road ahead...
....and my pain is my pain
really...
Endless violence, we are silenced by those who are...
We grow wearier of feeling inferior, our shouts...
Nobody's perfect
But you can sure as hell try...