#~Young at a dying age-{Whispers aloud} I am the wind wishing I could hold up a chainsaw~

"NJ Falls Into The Atlantic"

And it's 4am and we will stalk again
The princess and her bitter queen.
On the 4th day of July
Deep in summers eye,
Naked like the truth should always be.

So speak your knives.
(Don't follow, with your foot)
All this pain here,
(All comes from your dry lung)
I won't listen
(Your rhetoric is fleeting)
My lies are fixed with glue.

Coming straight from off the water
Sunburned face and drunken father
Crying as she's carving in her flesh.

And it's 4am and we will stalk again
The princess and her bitter queen.
On the 4th day of July
Deep in summers eye,
Naked like the truth should always be.

This false art
(Of palm trees and trash heaps)
This burning bed
(Where my ghost will now sleep)

Watching romance from a far seat
Bleeding from the glass on my feet
Learning that I love the smell of flesh.

And it's 4am and we will stalk again
The princess and her bitter queen.
On the 4th day of July
Deep in summers eye,
Naked like the truth should always be.

An angel on his two knees
Arms stretched towards the red sea
Of violence and a sultry tongue
The scenic view of carnage
'Caused by the sword in his hands
The beauty resonates in birth.

It's plain to see the wind beneath the trees.
Flowing free, the summer breeze is sweet.
I lay in space choked by my own air.
I love the taste of your blackened lips.

And it's 4am and we will stalk again
The princess and her bitter queen.
On the 4th day of July
Deep in summers eye,
Naked like the truth should always be.

make yourself happy!!! =))

Saturday, November 04, 2006

So I just bought the new underoath cd.. great stuff. I love it so much. Thank God for good music. haha. I feel so re-energized. so inspired. so much desire. I hope my band can live up to the standard.

Brothers, let us ascend the throne with hope in our eyes. We are dying for this cause, and we are dying. In glory. basking in the light of the father. As we walk these steps, The ones with mysterious faces and darkened eyes will see us and be enveloped in sight SO MUCH LIGHT that they will shut their newly opened eyes in fear of the array of the sounds of the blowing trumpets of the multitudes of angels that wander this passageway. WE WILL FOLLOW they cry as they put on their battle gowns.

Lord, Hold me tight onto the ground so I will not be swayed. Purify me with flowing rivers of beauty and peace as I go out into the world with this broken heart and demented mind that strives irregardless for success. Help me find comfort as I go out into this run down place. Grant me success in my hopes and a way out of every fearful solution.

A passion burns deep within me. A flame that could plague the average human alive. distress comes a great load in me with the hope of seeing this ever defining and changing situation that only seems to be getting worse groom up strong warriors. I live for this.
love, your son Gerald. a child of God. <3Xcore music in the name of Jesus.

world... no matter what shape or size my people come in, the unexpected will hit you hard. Bury Your Head in your hands...

#~i'm making myself happy!