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The rock opera rolls on, now finally reaching its final stage, but on request of those around me and by well-taken advise I have left the curtains drawn to its inner workings. The saga of these characters will simply be my own personal trap and I will vow to leave you all a different log in its place. This is going to become a home for the charries which stir in my head and the place where they may dance to the chords struck in my heart or mind. From my darkest visions of biting into the flesh of my unknown victim to the feel of hot breaths along the lover's crook to even the memories of my own life as it really is; My charries will simply be allowed to come here and play.

And so, I give the new format its first great ham. Enjoy and, Benny boy, please don't ask how much of any given charrie is real via canin or personal sights. Its more fun when they don't give a name or cause. Xp

peace, party people.
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Terra, Deus, Mortuus: A Prayer to Ioannes' Name
All this time that you have cried
Because you were in strife
And all this time that I have tried
To make for you a life

I sucked out venom so you'd live
So you'd be free of this
But somehow still you see this pain
As a morbid sort of bliss

Can't you see that you must be
Safely to the side
I don't mean you abandon her
Just break from low her stride

If she says yes than you may act
If she is mad you rage
Can you not see that you are trapped
That her actions make your cage

You claim its not but it is so
Are you blind, can you not see?
This stupid matching of the past
Continues painfully

She has her claws beneath your skin
Rotting yellow as the sins
You know she'd soon enough commit
The same foul acts again

Why do you believe those stupid lies
That seek to make believe
That she is somehow what she was
Or at least what she had seemed

I have given, I have bled
I have shared with you my pain
But half as much I'd love to have
Til you wake again

No siren's blare
Or mournful stare
Has iced her poison's flare

So I shall wait
And thus debate
If changing you is fair

But if I do not change your heart
There will be nowhere there for me
You are obsessed with second best
And its obvious to see
That if she lives in my steadway
There is nowhere meant for me
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One Year Late for Dinner

My favorite things
All rearranged
Yesterday now feeling strange
Best of all my worldly views
Everyday I live for you

When the snow began to fall
Everything turned fanciful

Carting logs to keep you warm
All the things that we’d sworn
Nestle close within my arms

Beautiful as morning dew
Everyday I live for you

Too many reasons
Ogled grace
Glowing like the stars in space
Exactly perfect
Truest glow
Her eyes can see into my soul
Every detail fresh as snow
Resounds in the love I know

Maybe we can be together, happy and alone
And maybe we can be together, let our love be known
Your own voice must thus decide
Because this love may take one side
Every angle, every vibe

Yearning for the sun lit sky
Our hearts adrift like fireflies
Utopia held, should this we try

I'd believe in all the cries that wish for love that never died

Maybe we can be together, maybe you and I