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skeletons

its the ghost of 7 pasts
its the phantom of the grave
its the devil in the closet
and the skeleton will bring life fast
unto the naked eye
things happen in a time that is only seen because the shadows move the set
the stage is always rotating and evolving into a town, a seaside, a open field or a broken night mare of a scene that was only written about in a time when dragons ruled the earth and fire reigned into the volcanos.
the cascading boulders and stones throwing to the sins of man
the earth we fight to survive and strive into existence and history
people have lived before and died before
they have created before and destroyed before
they have fought on the the same bloody ground you fight on now
all before, before happened
Colours have changed to become vivid and dull fading into the epic background
surrounding the skies to see the seas and the tides waving to the stars and hiding the bubbles
that lead to the deep part of the universe
the unknown of what we thought was known
the blue that has now turned to black
sending in the nightmares the dreams and the stories of sailors survived the utter danger
that has been sent in by the tides of last days
in 7 pasts
the grave was empty
the closet was locked
and life was walking with more then skeleton on

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Through concrete

& They will follow behind you, lead you astray

& You will dive into concrete, to secure the grave 

Broken, Broken Blades 

Stained in plane aspects 

Stained in Plain aspects 

from your hands 

Down with the ship 

Down with the stars 

Down with the scars 

Down with the ship 

The caption goes Down with the ship, Follow the current 

Waves, swirls. tides on strange seas, strange days 

Will stay, A lay 

With Broken, Broken Blades 

Stained hands 

Stained uniforms 

Stained gallows stands 

They will follow you through concrete, Down the hall to the grave 

When this begins again

When the sky fell and the angels ran

Your eyes were the safest hand

and I know I know

What will happen when I see your face

So when the sky fell and the angels ran

The gods looked for their right hand

I know In know

That when this begins again

I’ve sailed the 7 sea’s searching for the whitest sand Finding nothing but a line in the sand causing a confusion of hands

Hell and I found the devils upper hand stool his youth and broke the minute hand leaving it on his night stand

When the sky fell and the angels ran

Your eyes were the safest hand

and I know  I know

What will happen when I see your face

So when the sky fell and the angels ran

The gods looked for their right hand

I know In know That when this begins again

I’ve walked down the darkest alley streets to find people I love to meet greet them with a smile and a cigarette

So is this what the line in the sand had at hand, left to be weak land and unfaltering sand

I remember playing in the band, on the band stand

Thats when…..

 The sky fell and the angels ran

Your eyes were the safest hand

and I know I know

What will happen when I see your face

So when the sky fell and the angels ran

The gods looked for their right hand

I know I know

That when this begins again

Sleepless

Sleepless again

Restless until the end of the moons reign

Yet she wakes me in the most dearest of times

and asked to be held

Across the oceans she’s awake

Across the oceans I felt her whispers and kiss on my lips

Sleepless again 

awake and Ill fight this till I see you again

After this port will release me to the watery roads

Ill become the only true sailor to find the lighthouse

Since its Not a physical Light but the light that comes from her soul

That I will be guided by

So until Sun rise

Until the time I can hold you again

I Will BE Sleepless

 

 

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Depths

How I long for the sirens to take me into the depths of the under known hold my breath and breathe for me. causing mystrey of longing  for all I need

The sweet smell of the sea My last breaht tonight To my love, I love thee and please forgive me

The ship that flys no colours will bear this heart 7 sea’s with ports to see and ports to forget

The ship that hails no colours hangs men with no names in remembence reminding a name is nothing but words to the dead Davey jones has your name in blood and he’ll call you his dog

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