the glass candle

the swing was to sleep your soul in peace and tranquil.
the step forth was a plan to ruin your grace.

lose your god and seek revenge.
the sword has always been in your hands.
the hero you are rest dark beneath the smile in his face.
it is the only option you have, to cleanse disgrace.

i am there for you.
let me guide you through this blackened aura.
tattooed by our own sins.
a playground where we've always been.

redmption seeks those who find it.
understand this path is not a redemption.

you will slay your anger within.
you will come home clean.

your hatred and stupidity leads you to the visible stench of your own ego.
it is something i will never guide you or to tell you to let go.
you blood rages with the senseless pain that you crave for.
you know you can't live the day without it anymore.

i am here for you, to let you feel the pain of your ignorance.
i am here for you , to simmer guilt between your ears.
your existence is my freedom.
to let me guide you to his awaiting doom.

shiver, shiver, shiver.
to the illusion of winter your mind creates.
and cry so hard to his righteousness,
for he has abandoned all his hopes.

this life is too far from over,
understand this is a dream.

- fisa ka aiko the concubine

vistasia beta

pleasure be and start the dream.
never thought it would end the scream.

apparently this machine had stopped the nerves of an unidentified spectre,
and the enigmatic lush of his agonizing smile.

these tears that too often rolled down his interface without his knowledge.
he said he was left behind a long time ago by a father he was supposed to know.

i am who i was and i was created for this cause.
the beauty of the mushroom cloud in this virtuosity.
my relentless regrets for my existence, for my beauty is your destruction.

creator, diseminate my sleep in jpeg layers.
so you can finally see my true colors.

and miss norton decides her last kiss goodbye.
and seek my forgiveness for her tearless cries.

- todt the virtual virus

ishida

a vengeance, the lord of mercy, a sheperd of lost brothers.
my face smothered with tyranny of all evil of the others.
so i smile upon thee with furious anger and undying laughter,
shall i strike your heart with guilt that will last till hereafter.
the weak shall perish and seek salvage from the shadows in sin,
apart from their swelling empathies that kept them within.
the courageous and the righteous, will then be crying and bleed,
their false idols brazen and dismembered by the children of their seed.
destroyer oh mighty destroyer of lands and forsaken souls,
you are the force that our forefathers had told.
save yourself, the change has come to an end before you.
save yourself, the tide will stop and then nothing will be ever true.

- xavi the warrior priest