Karaan666

The last flower of Summer Unveiling the cold winds The sun shining so bring Reminiscence of the withering season Children's cheers, full of joy Sandy sun scorched beaches Prized parties with friends The sounds of summer scream at me I, locked away in my room Never gazed into the Summer Sun Alone in my solitude Isolation burning away at my dreams The dreams dying with the ailing Sun The Sun falls and my hope leaves And the cold wind blows The last flower of summer Mourned by all on the morning after

I was driven to walk through the dark place at midnight The cemetery, iconic home of my lamentation As I hear my heart pounding in fright The cold air and my imaginary screams added to my trepidation And there lacked the howling, even that of a hound That led to the realization of my alienation Yet, once the silence pierced through my soul so did the sound The loud sound of the massive church bell Ringing, ringing, forceful to the point of moving ground And in that deluge of sound, when my ears could not tell One sound from another, I could see Those ghastly wooden doors of the church swing wide open, seeming as the gates to Hell

You claim that you know "the truth". You lie. You can never know the truth unless you are there, and still your mind sculpts what to imagine as the truth. Facial twitching, laughing, shaking of the limbs; you believe you know what these mean, but there are truly countless possibilities. The world is within your mind, this is truth, this is solipsism, this is the phenomena. I am a liar. To declare that I know the truth is to submit to hypocrisy. I would say that textbooks hold the truth, but this would be a lie as well. These books show the bias of history, thus they are solidified lies; nothing more. DO not declare knowledge of the truth, i

It's been raining really hard and she doesn't know where to go the clouds are here to stay but she's still looking for that book Her friend had found a book she said it was truly something her friend still hasn't gotten to the last chapter so she wanted to find that book and so she went to the library glasses in hand When she got to the tall building she was soaking wet everyone that passed her had a book in hand, enjoying it The girl went to the front desk she asked for a book that she may have liked and the librarian told her a number after searching really hard she found the book it had a leather cover and the title had f

Flies drawn to a book of lies willing to be burned, but not accepting it'll happen the wise and intelligent seem to understand the likelihood of Divine and that no serpent knows how to speak the flies with their eyes burned out take up their swords to fight for a concept of reality with no proof behind them the blade they use is the Law of Ignorance they utter the words: "doesn't the prospect of death make you shake?" accepting the bait to the book of lies making them cut out their humanity for nothing My fellow wielding the books of knowledge it's time to tear their false reality to shreds twisting their book of lies and proud

Fledglings from the womb don't understand any of the universe and when the world accepts that ignorance as a way to protect yourself from reality I see them fight over silly things when the thing that matter are discussed "we don't care" "we don't like" the feeble minded fools give them a badge to hold up high after all, these are our next world leaders We've only got one world but "I've got to be happy first" you need to indulge yourself with the death of others Why can't you see? Why don't you know? that there's a world other than you don't you realize that there are others around you? don't you see the pain  you give them?

"This devil that you speak of doesn't exist fear not your soul dies before your body does you will not lose anything" No different from us no different from me you have no mighty being on your side if there once was, it is dead now Become part of the zero equation where who you are doesn't matter and everything you do equals nothing The purpose of life, there is none and adventure with no definite reward your soul will die before your body but don't fear, in nothing you won't lose anything Nothing you do will amount to anything no reward is needed in eternal darkness the only thing you should leave behind is your name and yo

I found someone who takes the pain away a treasure far beyond the wealth of any nation the grandest pearl amongst the grains of sand But I'm afraid to be myself do anything to lose her love that thing that's inside me that scares everyone else I finally found someone who I can love my pearl amongst the sand her face could launch a war and midnight sky doesn't deserve to show the shape of her body And yet I'm so scared to lose her would be to die an open grave that would be so easy with only a small few words I would fall into those words would be my eulogy And I'll always want her always need her to love and without her I wou

The God with his head no longer there the red flag waving this is where religion must end The men being nailed to the cross The bloody river The Starving being burned March now slave! You had your choice to change The mortal command the divine The Divine force the mortals to kill People dying with pure hatred bloody hands and bleeding faces The God with his head no longer there the red flag waving this is where religion must end Armies of the world leading us all to war The soldiers preparing to mark their spots Their banners held high Stars, Crosses, and Moons Bombs dropping everywhere People die where they sleep at nigh

We are born into the light A world that doesn't want us I step into the sunlight My flesh begins to burn To the caverns I must hide I find others there: the souless, godless, and betrayed the stench of burned flesh stings in my nose I say only one phrase: "Alene in Kjottet sammen tankene"

She was different than the others; this much, she knew. She wasn't like Ephidel, bold in his planning; twisting Laus, planting the ideas of dominating the world into his head. Working a mind trick that wasn't even an actual "trick" to get him to bow to his desires. He had been marveled with the power of the dragon, marveled with its beauty, and its strength. The bard-child had been the one to snap the girl out of her trance, close the gate, and keep the dragon away; its power ended Ephidel's life. She had seen him work, as he trailed Lord Darin like a dog, as he saw to the end of the Ostian spy. As she moved to Sonia, to do her duty and set