SephysFave

Once upon a time...     There was a demon in my bed Once upon a time...     There was chaos in my head Once upon a time...     I hated every one of you Once upon a time...     I justed wanted life to be through Once upon a time...     I gave my heart to the wrong one Once upon a time...     I did what now can't be undone But now...     There is an angel ever present in my mind But now...     She gives me comfort, that sweet angel of mine But now...     I learned to love someone other than myself But now...     I want to live my life, not just sit on the shelf But now...     I know exactly where it is my heart b

We know not where he came from We know not where he's been We only know the forest In which he hunts you in With mask of cloth and metal With body thick and strong If you think you can escape his grip He will prove you wrong He is as a phantom Swift with size so great Dare you, double dare you Go and seal your fate No one escapes the chainsaw man His weapon's teeth to grind Seeking flesh and bone and blood Which it is sure to find Fear and death incarnate Hellsent he will rise Chainsaw man will take your head For this is his prize.

With hair like the midnight and eyes like the moon With every step, men seem to swoon With grace and much beauty, she strides along Occassionaly you may catch her singing a song Oh what a voice, like an angelic choir She is an object of much desire Yet those who get closer say she is quite queer Strange beyond measure, do well to steer clear Though bothered a little, she still carries on Waiting and wanting to find someone Someone that too has been shunned in their eyes Someone else who has been so ostricized And of her beauty, it has long been a curse For once a foul demon on her did rehearse A hex, a spell of malignant intent

People fear what they can't understand They refuse to see, behind the monster is the man He is torn, he is broken, and yet he is strong Though filled with a hate that has boiled long From the womb to the dust, from the cell to the cross He draws in much power from all of his loss No friends and no family, no place to call home He wanders the shadows, desperate and alone Sometimes he is hopeful and tries to connect But in the end, he is just a reject He is despised and untrusted, decieved by the world Very seldom they realized the terror they unfurled So cast him aside and rip him apart No longer controlled is the pain in his hear

It seems like every step I take in the right direction Only puts me a few more back It seems like everytime I try to leave my heart open Someone slams it shut Yeah... It seems like every time I talk I say the wrong words And the right ones go unheard It seems like every day I want to run away Or maybe just go die But you are the one Who is waiting for me And so I will build myself up stronger And I will be a whole lot better I will think it over and through Until I can come back to you Cause baby, you are the one I know that I have this really bad habit Of messing good things up I know I sometimes seem not quite myself But

     I've always found rave clubs to be simply amazing. Scientists and tree huggers can go on about nature being like one big lifeform, but they don't have to hike a nature trail to find something like that. The city is just the same. It's filled with all these tiny things that each serve a purpose in it, a couple germs, and systems of organs. Clubs like this, I think, are the heart. The way everything beats to te same, synchronized pulse is amazing. With a little concentration, I can feel the vibrations travel through me and tickle my every sense, syncing up with my own heart. An arm snakes around me, pulling me from my thoughts. I grin. "He