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Mountain of Skulls

The bones flowing in the bloody river collide
In the arms of my guitar,
As I rise through the endless
Pile of skulls sprayed around me
The scarlet sky blazes in the backdrop
Of the hellfire, bent on the
Apocalypse of human consciousness.

I use their orbits as a jug
And climb up above like a thug
A mountain of skulls
Filled with memories of the forgotten,
Resting around to decompose into the Earth
The mountain grows bigger and bigger
As time goes by,
And the ones below get pushed further down.

Once I get to the top 
I must make a choice
The others will be waiting for me
As I gave my word to the bard
I promised him I will play my guitar 
And I'll play my songs
I'll share the voices, of those unheard.

But he warned me that 
It'll come with a price
Though at the moment 
I only have my mind on the ticket out
And climbing up this mountain,
Stepping on the skulls of the deceased,
Is only way out.

I take a step and pull Raven up,
She's right behind me, trying to keep up
I tried to tell  her 
About my talk with the bard
But she said she's heard bout' it
And even knows what choice I'll make
But I don't ask her.

I like to think I have some control,
Though my experiences contradict that belief.
My hand's blistering with pain,
I think we're almost at the top.
I look at Raven - she looks morose 
And somehow even prettier than before.

I ask her why it's gotta be me,
Who has to make the choice.
She hides behind her dreary smile
And speaks in her lucid voice,
"You know that, don't you?
You're the boy who entered dreams,
By escaping bone cages called cities."
In that moment, our feet touch the mountain peak
And the countless skulls collapse underneath.








And Then The Bard Spoke

Hanging by the doors, into the windows of mist
That carry your arms to me, in a moment of bliss,
Carry them like the self loathing bastard you are,
Your words don't mean shit in here!
They'll grind you and tear you and make you adhere.

You are young and you're hopeful, you want to do something noble
You think you owe it to your life, like it'll get you your prize
But you don't know of the price that you have pay, to do something in this world your way.
Speak up to people who beat us down, you gotta be some kinda clown.
I know I was - believing in the lies of the world, that once made me a god,
I believed I stood for something, I thought I could change something,
But the world is a bottle factory, molding people into it's own slavery
It will drain your thoughts out of you, make you spill the words you brew
In your head with a meaning, and exploit them to fill their billing.
You can tell people all you want, they only listen to what they want,
Nobody's interested in the truth, just package sugar-dreams for the buoyant youth.
I used to believe I stood for something, I thought I'd help them questioning
But I was just another minion, instead helping them maintain their dominion.
They took her away from me, before I could even see,
And now I lay trapped in this dungeon, forgotten like someone redundant
Nobody will mourn when I die, like nobody mourned when you said goodbye.
Run Away ye Lad, run away somewhere far from here!
Take your pretty lass' hand, they're coming to get her.

Orpheus in the Underworld

Late night at the fortress, high, 
Higher than a kite in the sky,
Surrounded by people smelling of piss and sweat 
Dirty walls holding tears of it's thousand inmates.

Segregated and kept separated
Beaten and tortured until broken
Locked in these cells like animals, who don't cooperate,
Spend forever here on charges of crimes against the state.

Blades run for those who disobey,
Killing all that comes on it's way,
Chains bind them to their doom,
Going mad together in this tomb.

My mind's intoxicated, all my senses blurred
Thoughts pummel my head, bordering on the absurd
I need to get to Raven,I need to fortify her
But the visions in front me form a constant blur.

Inside the cages filled with golden canaries,
These walls hide their most priced possession,
A hundred year old bard,
With long flowing hairs and beard
Whiter than Gandalf, from the darkness appeared
Growling in a voice, strong enough to persuade even the purest
To melt even the strongest
And to cure even the sickest.
Blinded by the light, I bow down on one knee
And listen to Orpheus go on a recitation spree.







Freedom March

Faceless creatures barking in union,
Speeches directed at The Man
Like noises hissing into other’s souls.

Their voices united by the hate
Towards the ones in power
Who decide their fate.

“Give me freedom!”
Someone yells out and the crowd
continues chanting in a rhythmic hymn.

But who has the power to give freedom?
Is it something you can ask for?
Who is so powerful? I’m not sure.

Raven drags me across the crowd,
Lyrics to Kurt’s ‘Rape me’ written
All over her naked breasts.

She shows her middle finger to the authorities
And tells them to “Fuck off!”
As she asks me join her for her crazy dance.

She moves like an angel,
I wanna dance with her,
Free my arms and join the flow of the swarm.

I don’t know what they’re protesting, and I don’t care
For all I know, this the Black Parade
And I’m one of the bodies in the street.

I wanna join them in whatever they’re doing
Dance and sing with them, like we’re in a concert
But I’m not sure if I belong here.

I don’t have anything to protest,
And I’m not sure if they do either.
Do they wanna change the world or just watch it burn?

Men in uniform try to drive the herd,
Using their water cannons as fountains
In which I bathe as I watch Raven dance.

They have come to take us all in,
They are slaves to The Man and his dogs,
The men in uniforms attacked the ones with no clothes.

Anger instilled deep within everybody,
They wanna tear everything apart,
Fighting together to lift each other up.

Hate brings us together like no love ever can,
People will try to make a change
As long as they hate where they are.

Broken people coming together,
To feel whole in their quest,
Ain’t that beautiful?

But what is my purpose here? What do I fight for?
Or am I just another faceless creature standing in the crowd?
Conflicted, all I do is follow her lead, and start singing a song.

“Sing to me, Muse”

Rising Sun in the rear mirror.
Brittle breeze sniffing on the red scarf
That she wraps around her neck
Hiding the tattoo she was given at birth.

The wretched river follows us right by the side
Of the road we’ve been ridin’ through all night
Through dark forests that smell of dead corpse
Filled with fireflies and nymphs playing harps.

She looks like she was brought down from heaven
Just for me,
She’s the one they call by the name ‘Raven’
She’s come to set me free.

She’s more beautiful than I can comprehend
Her eyes looking at me with reminiscence
Her face makes me wanna sing
In voices I can’t listen.

I don’t know where she’s leading me,
But I want to follow her
No matter how far
It’s not like I have a bigger purpose to serve.

She shines with a glistening glow
As the newborn sun kisses her face.
“Your life’s shorter than your shadow,
Ever wonder why you’re here, what’s your place?”

Born in the city of bones, I have never been bold
All my life I have done as I was told.
The thought of my place in this world never appeared
Or it did, and I taught myself to not think hard.

She turns her head and whispers, staring into my soul
“I know you have stories to tell, Sing them to me all”

I have always had a guitar
I want to play it to her
And even though I never learned to play it
I hit the strings, making up words to go with it.

“Sing to me, that’s all I ask of you
When the time comes, you will leave and forget all about me
But I want you to remember the songs you sing right now
Keep em’ and one day when you’re old, sing them in memory of me.”

“Sing to me of the man, Muse, the man of twists and turns
The man who sits on his throne, as the whole world burns”

The Lizard at The Edge of the World

Walking through the roads of oblivion,
The path leads me to gloom that’s stygian
Heard someone on the way say,
“Tis’ the edge of the world you’re movin’ towards”
But I dunno, all I can see is fucking sand everywhere.

My legs need rest but there’s no car to hitchhike
And my car broke down a long time back,
The sun’s blazing hot with full glory
The fucker’s trynna kill me, I know it.
Its heat’s melting flesh right off my bone.

I am a dead rat being chased by a hawk.
I got nothing to do now, no one to see, nowhere else to go
I will die alone in here
Torn and tired, snakes laying eggs inside my skull
Nobody to remember me, nobody to cremate my ashes,
Styx will carry me to hell completing my passage.

“So you’re gonna die just like that?”
Did someone say something? Who was that?
I look around me but don’t see anyone,
But I swear I heard someone speak in my tongue
I feel something on my hand and turned my gaze,
A tiny desert lizard sits there starin’ at my face.
“O lizard, was that you speaking?”
“Yeah why, never heard a lizard talking?”
The desert must’ve messed my mind, I’m hallucinating
There’s a fucking talking lizard, and I’m starin’ at it.

“You don’t need to say anything,
I know the thoughts you’re thinking,
Dying alone, is that what you wished for?”
” I don’t know what I wish, but first tell who you are?”
“I’m a concept inside your head, but for you that’s too absurd.
So here I am in the form of something you know and understand.”

Suddenly I’m reminded of the lonely nights I spent alone in a room,
The only connection I had to the living world is not one you’d assume.
A lizard lived on the walls of my room, even though it didn’t pay any rent.
Until now I hadn’t thought of him, I don’t even know where it went.

“But what do you want from me?” I ask the lizard.
“Man, I don’t need anything from you, I’m one with the river,
It’s my duty to guide wandering travelers to the next world,
Because it’s only a few, who reach to the end of this world.
I gave Oedipus his kingdom and married him to his mom,
I helped Odysseus complete his journey and return to his home.
But something’s wrong with you boy, you seem lost.
Your mind’s become cloudy, you’re haunted by your past.
You have become weak, you think you’ve committed a sin,
You want to meet Hades, as if he’ll cure your pain.”

The lizard’s words hit me straight,
I have become what I tried to escape.
“O lizard, I have made a terrible mistake,
What do I need to do now, to awake?”

“Be brave boy, that’s all you gotta do
Wait for the opportunity and it’ll come to you.
And though I have to go now, you’ll always find me here,
But you mustn’t come back here soon, you must lose your fear.”

“She’s coming to get you, come on, be quick.
Just remember it’s only the brave ones who make it.”
The lizard disappeared before my awakening,
In the distant horizon I see an old car approaching.

These Walls

There is a wall that separates us,
And yet brings us all close.
The only ones who survive inside
Are the ones who can take its brute force.


I’ve been stuck inside for a lil’ while now,
But I’ve already started to loose my mind
It’s like a never ending void of snow,
No way to get out, from all sides it’s confined.


Outside the walls, in the enchanted forest,
The bewitching sirens call out my name,
In their angelic voice that seduce even the purest,
The ones who can’t resist their temptations, go insane.


Stuck in this strange world, I dunno where else to go,
Roaming in this lonely land like a hungry wolf lookin’ for some dough,
But there ain’t no prey waiting for me,
Ain’t nobody missin’ me,
But I don’t mind it, it’s the fate I chose for me,
I convince myself I need no friends, I need no company,
I got me, and that’s plenty.


I’m not the only one in here, though
The place’s filled with travelers from all across the land,
But they speak in tongues I don’t know,
Faceless creatures of the night, walking in quicksand.


I wonder if they can see me,
Or am I just like em’, a wandering ghost?
Is this some kinda purgatory?
I wonder how many like me, does this place host?


Heard a voice inside me sayin’
“Isn’t this what you wanted?
A peace of mind,
Away the from all the things you called wicked.”


The place doesn’t bother me, it’s only the people who matter,
You only start valuing someone, once they go missin’.
As only the desert man values a drop of water,
For the seamen have plenty to drown themselves in.


These walls cannot drive us crazy,
These walls cannot institutionalize our thoughts the way they want,
These walls cannot make us weak and lazy,
And These walls sure can’t contain me, I’m too big for em’ to command.


Buckle up and all count your doors (Hey!)
I’m gonna open every one of em’, I’m sure (Hey!)
Don’t sit around (Hey!) and waste your time (Hey!)
waiting for your moment to come. (Heyyy!)
Buckle up all and leave your homes (Hey!)
I’m gonna roam till there’s no where else to go. (Hey!)
I’ll dance (Hey!) I’ll smoke (Hey!)
I’ll make you all let go (Heyyy!)
On this trip of life!

Neon Bird

Beat up on the streets, picked up from the trash.
He needed some band-aid, but was too low on cash.
He wanted to laugh, but went hush to avoid any clash,
Though there was fire in his heart like a phoenix rising from the ash.

He trembled his way back home alone
Humming this disastrous melancholic tune
Until he stumbled upon a rolling stone
And fell into the dark pit of unknown.

To cage a bird with fluorescent wings,
Isn’t worth a try.
It might hurt your feelings,
But let the Neon Birds fly.

Through the mountains, night sneaked upon the sky.
Dark spirits creeped inside the pit to terrify.
The lone nightingale screamed out a cry,
As he could feel a thousand eyes on him, trying to pry.

They trashed his soul and called him names
But he didn’t care; he was too familiar of their pety little games.
Deep inside a hole a new born songbird lay,
Singing songs about running somewhere far away.

To cage a bird with fluorescent wings,
Isn’t worth a try.
It might hurt your feelings,
But let the Neon Birds fly.

The city I used to call my home
Seems to have gone away somewhere far.
I’m looking for it everywhere
Driving around in my car.

Leeches contaminated the air –
Filled with mist and smoke.
Mice died in the flood of blood,
The smell of it all making me choke.

I drove across the bloodstream flowing downhill,
A million mice died, coming underneath my wheel.
I still move on though, I got no time to mourn,
It’s the ill fate of the mice – they die where they’re born.

Trees taller than the mountains, go to seed,
Crying in a choir, as they’re the ones who bleed.
They’ve been here since the dawn of us.
They’ve seen us all grow and do the dirty deeds.

A million men hung themselves from those branches,
And the cowards got shot in the back from the ones in charges.
The city is haunted by the ghosts of our past,
Not letting them go, even though they’ve so long surpassed.

City of bones, bones of cages,
Trapping souls, stinking of blood and stitches.
I don’t want to be like them, dead while still living
But it is my destiny, there’s no escaping.

I’m getting late, I should be going to my house
But I don’t want to see my dad or his brand new spouse.
I don’t want to see anyone, not my family nor a friend.
None of them like me, they all just try to pretend.

I hear a voice calling me. My love, is that you speaking?
I can’t remember a word that you were saying.
Were you upset or was it once again all my fault?
I don’t care anymore, I don’t want any more of your assault.

This city is rotten and dying bit by bit
And if I don’t leave it, I’ll die along with it.
I need to run away or I’ll later have to grieve,
I want to tell stories, I need to find what I believe.

A bright bird hovers over the disastrous death scene,
Making me realise I have my car and gas in my engine.
Deep inside a hole a new born songbird lay,
Singing songs about running somewhere far away.

To cage a bird with fluorescent wings,
Isn’t worth a try.
It might hurt your feelings,
But let the Neon Birds fly.