voice of the cold soul

Cold winter winds that chill my heart with sleet & snow.
Not from the north come to this glacial abode.

But from your dimension cryogenic limbo.



This is just the start dear friends
For i have come to claim revenge
My victims turning, running scared
You people better go and beware

Your weak god can not help you now

Come, we will play in the fire

Worship the sun
Worship no one
Worship the sun
Worship no one
Worship the sun
Worship no one

The easy way to say o.k., twist your
knife a little deeper
words to sharp actions dark
hide the blade of the deceiver.

Look beyond, what vision lets me see
time after time, unneeded misery
holding tight to my dreams
I own no price for you
I grip them tight and hope for sight.

Life is like a mystery
with many clues, but with few answers
to tell us what it is that we can do to look
for messages that keep us from the truth

nightmare, tried to be good (I tried)
Wanted to do right by my family
wanted to die young
Steady hustlin tryin to make my money
Too scared to have kids
tired of having women steal my babies
Cuz I'm so scared of nowing mabe i was crazy
Sometimes it gets hard
Comin from where I'm from

When you think of me in your
multidimensional mind, try and wash the
"evil" from your mind and open it.

When you taste the truth you will
see like others before me, to you
I am past, a story to tell
so tell my story from the voice of the soul
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Nov 2011
About this poem:
hmm i dunno yet if i like this one too revealing
shade must stay hidden forever corrupted by revenge

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