EPT
May love letters burn
Against the ruby sunset
Other pains dwindle
II - Love
I said, maybe if you looked my way
You would no longer be shook by grey
Skies, close your eyes and take..
And take..
The fact is, sometimes the night's a bit too much
And sometimes the moment's a bit hard to clutch
Of all the words, of mice and men
The saddest are, "It might have been"
Sad thing that it always fits
There's never gonna be a perfect time to go blitz
Through the gates, through the summer's sundering
And if you sit back all winter, then by spring you'll be wondering
If I could show you, you would never leave it
If I could show you, you would never leave it
I said, maybe if you looked my way
You would no longer be shook by grey
Skies, close your eyes and take my hand
And let me lead you..
Because the outskirts seem so distant
By an untrained eye, it seems easy to miss it
It's cold, truth be told it's just frigid
A memoire to burn all bridges
To leave all broken, but maybe understanding a little more
Can't play the game when you're looking at the score
Can't play to win if you're looking at the floor
Can't play to improve if you're looking at the lore, but..
It's so hard to ignore that..
If I could show you, you would never leave it
If I could show you, you would never leave it
I said, maybe if you looked my way
You would no longer be shook by grey
Skies, close your eyes and take my hand
Let me lead you to the sacred land
Oh, let me lead you..
Cause love
It's a lie
Half the time, but the other half
It's the most perfect thing to have lived
To be granted the pleasure of never happening
That's what keeps it sturdy
Love only looks so nice if it's never grasped
Because the moment it's in your grasp its just rust
But you'll always chase it, you'll always chase it
It's bittersweetness, it's hope, it's dream, it's fantasies
It's what makes us human, it's the way we cope, it's memories
It's the worst of enemies and the best of friends
It's the best of beginnings and the worst of ends
It's the curse that settles against every man
It's the game we play, it's the shame we hold, it's the names we take
It's... love
III. Youth
(Day turns night, turns night, turns night
Day turns night, turns night, turns night)
A little sweet nothing, in the zone where nothing cliques/clicks
No dream for the kicks, no more sleeve for the tricks
Just a fantasy as equally golden as any moment, easily stolen
With an unwritten, unable to ever be put into words slogan
Left for dead in a cold world, with a coal heart and no thoughts
And no sparks, no starts and no arts that could bring a line to these dots
The curse of knowing too much, you'll never know enough
We all get a glimpse of perfection, I'll follow it no matter how rough
But it and reality will never quite touch
Because perfection plays a good game of double dutch
So I kept running, didn't wanna believe my dream sunders
All through the summers, no, no no-others
Everything that glitters ain't gold
Everything that says 'fuck this' ain't bold
Everything that stands ain't cold
Everything that dies can't mold
The art of not caring, it allows you to shift
It allows you to see the demise for the gift
So we grow up one day, sit back with a smirk
And let a new generation shift through all the dirt
All the tears, all the pain, all the glory, all the shame
But that's fine - it's all in the name of the game
The endless chase, racing with an empty smile
A cursed upon style, yeah, I'll be here a while
Youth
Isn't the day beautiful?
I wish night didn't exist
So I could gaze upon the dawn
All day long
A bittersweet soul, trapped in memories that probably wouldn't work
Yet there's nobody to carry a lantern to the murk
And reality just sits by the sidelines, smirking and laughing
At people who parry and riposte when they'd rather be dancing
Our present is somebody's else future and somebody's else past
Which means our first kiss is something's else last
It's easy to scurry under shells, pretend life isn't as cruel as the scenery
There's no honest bravery in a deity
There's no love in a thousand calculated words
There's no such thing as potential to a voice that won't be heard
There's no perfection, there's just a legend
Crafted by those who couldn't seek another vengeance
To find glory only when you've done nothing wrong
Is to admit that you won't be alright, you're already too far gone
Nightmares of the question, daydreams of confession
Failures of ascension, lost in the mind of depression
With every word mis-said, every action done wrong
Every poem re-recited, every moment now gone
Lost in the silent tears, the stuttering touches
That serve as little more than stunned and lost clutches
With every breath, may a million dreams suffer
I'll probably never find something this honest to mutter
Spent a dozen days going over each failure
Found no answers, so I guess I'll never be a savior
Everything I've written here will one day happen again, I'm just ones and zeroes
And honestly, we're all on the path to nothing more than should've been heroes
Youth
Isn't the night beautiful?
I wish day didn't exist
So I could sit and watch the sunset
All night long
(It never ends, does it?)
IV. Fall (Something Different)
A thousand lives could
Pass in a blink, in seconds
And we'd never know
V. Ad Infinitium
An art, found inside a broken heart
A new start, found within an eye chart
A vision, visited more bars than a guard at a prison
Risen, up to the see the birth of the crimson
When the pidgeons break wings.. man, we can't win
Second wind, end up barely breaking skin
Broken anatomy, every single sentence spoken in agony
Find the gold in the bold only to reverse alchemy
To try and find another side of me
One that'll say it ain't tied to me
I could set fire to it, burn this house of cards down
Sweep up the ashes and craft from them a new crown
Wipe the blood from my tears
And the joy from my years
Truth is, I wanna vanish into the night sky, I wanna become a constellation
So even in that, I would never find elation
On and on and on (The pain grows)
On and on and on (The list gains)
On and on and on (The rose withers)
On and on and on
Ad Infinitium
Destined to repetition
That's how we live, only goal to find someone who'll listen
To postcards from the precipice, my genesis
It's generous, how the abyss caresses the blemishes
I'll be here until you decide to stay
I'll be here until the night fades to day
I'll be here.. amongst the grey clouds, the night shrouds
Activities, that stay here until they collect crowds
Collect dust in the dusk, there's no trust in a hush
No lust in a must, no gust in a husk
So let's walk away, put together our dasies and forget where we came from
We've got heart, so why does it matter if we're dumb
That's life, things don't work until you say they will
And even then half the time you'll be left standing still
Too caught up in the moments
Caught up in the rib, cause sometimes trying to hold it leaves it broken
On and on and on (The night taints)
On and on and on (The thorns fight)
On and on and on (The dusk bites)
On and on and on
Ad Infinitium
Forever, I'll hold this in my hands - just like stigmata
And that doesn't even matter
Cause I'll take the pleasure with the pain with the power
Take the meaning with the day's white flowers
Take the scarlet blood with the blue skies like who lies
About who lies, bypass the disguise and breakdown how a lie dies
How a truth begins, it blossoms not when we win
But when we exceed our anatomy and breaks skin
The mask that is skin sheds itself, past anatomy and excess
When we win the rose withers, cause truth can opress
Death's a lie, we'll continue to repeat our actions until the end of days
I call that moment dusk, yeah, I call that moment a blaze
The snow that leaves the flowers white, there's no meaning in that
Unless you craft it, unless you let it pass you, unless you find it
And that doesn't even matter
Stigmata, just like how I'll hold this in my hands - forever
On and on and on (Deja vu)
On and on and on (Who are you?)
On and on and on (Who am I?)
On and on and on and on
Ad Infinitium
(It never ends, does it?)
VI. Night Life (Sleepless Nights)
Verse One
The night's light when nobody cares about a past
At least we never asked, as far as I know the disconnection may be vast
Different club, every night, same formation, giggle/dance
Intoxicating, how easily elating, how easily it makes me, trance
A haze, the hangovers burrow happiness that hangs over tormorrow
But if you keep drinking, you'll never notice 'til you end up like a pharaoh
The legacy is all that matters, counting cash with rubber bands
Plain gigs and rubber bands, doesn't matter, we're ignorant to shifting sands
Been a couple months since I last lost a lover
There's always another, plus the bottom of a glass makes a damn good ocver
Makings of a good night, selfies and sharpies
We'll relish in the relics, that's why we partake in the parties
Cherry painted red, I prefer my cars fast
I prefer my cast hot, I prefer my past passed
I prefer my heels high, I prefer my days high, I prefer my risks high
But if the rewards the same, there's always a game, like we won't die
(Like we won't die)
(Like we won't die)
(Like we won't die)
Everything we've done tonight is something else we've done already
And one day we'll do it all again
Cause everything we've done tonight is something else we've done already
And one day we'll do it all again
We'll do it all again
The night's life when I'm caught up in a past
At least they never asked, as far as they know the disconnection didn't last
Different song, every night, same formation, take a chance
Intoxicating, yet not easily elating, hardly makes me dance
I'd like to think there's no haze, that I can see the world clearly, truth is maybe a bit too clearly
When everyone's caught up in smiles, I'm caught up in the nearly
The legacy is all that matters, counting scars with the petals of a daisy
Plenty pains to be peddling, doesn't matter, I'm ignorant to the same, daily
No mask to wear, no friends to care, no dream to glare
Easier to be depressed when you're alone, god bless the heir
I've been given a kingdom of shattered glass and plain paper hearts
And I haven't quite moved past the dark's darts, so I'm still forced to play parts
Sunset's scarlet red, I prefer my days fast
I prefer my pain past, I prefer my ambitions vast
But all of them are nightmares or daydreams anyway
Hands closed to whatever god'll listen - any day
(Any day)
(Any day)
(Any day)
Everything we've done tonight is something else we've done already
And one day we'll do it all again
Cause everything we've done tonight is something else we've done already
And one day we'll do it all again
We'll do it all again
(It never ends, does it?)
Just another day, woke up on the dark side of my mattress
Nobody'll listen to a one man heartbreak drowning in a canvas
Self-made murals, no devils to dance with, just the voices of a lonely mind
Trapped in an endless cycle of scribble, curse and maybe rewind
There's no war to be waged, I'm left with only the routine
The oddity when you're left without the chasing of a queen
Everything's empty, and I'm just left like a sleepless night
With no dreams, no rest, yet all of the time to think - and that ain't right
VII. Spring (Something New)
There's no end, no start
On this canvas we call life
May we never lie
VIII. Nothing Matters (Depression Lasts)
Cage all my words
So they'll never be heard
Sink 'em in a mere, leave 'em in the dirt
Let them be vanquished, hope that they smirk
When they're in the line up, that's the only solution
When asking yes or no is just a stay of execution
Stay off the resolution, a starry night
The stars better be bright, because the future's fright
The glass on my mirror broke yesterday
I stared at it too much so I guess that's destiny
The angel on my shoulder's right, but the devil's all I got left
Spend all my days stressed, I will never be done with my quest
I will never be perfect, so I will never unearth it, so maybe this earth is..
All I got left, alongside a crack in hope's hourglass, so I ask is it worth it
Is it worth it to live when I'll never see the dawn of revolution
And no matter where I turn, letting go is the only solution
'Til I got nothing left
('Til I got nothing left
'Til I got nothing left
'Til I got nothing left)
The lips of the moment, they say
I won't live another day, I won't live another day
The lips of the moment, they say
I will never leave the grey, I will never leave the grey
(It never ends, does it?)
The sunset's beautiful
Nothing matters so I don't say this much, but you are too
The sunshine's out
Depression lasts so I don't say this much, but you are too
I live my life by the melody
So when it stops I live breathlessly
And if I can't inhale, then I guess I can in heaven
I asked myself if I loved my life - had to respond with 'is that even a question?'
Of course I do, if I didn't I wouldn't be here
What does it matter, so what if the picture won't be clear
It's still there, I just have to find it
Yeah, they'll all whisper, truth is I don't don't mind it
All I can do is say for as long as I live I'll bury my dreams in my forts
And pray every one of my coffins has a scratched ceiling of sorts
My life isn't ever gonna be a bed of roses, right now a bed of thorns
That's why all I do is live without horns
That's why all I do is live restlessly
That's why I'm regarded as a king with some leprosy
I prefer to think of it as a leper with a crown
I prefer to think of it as another pointless noun
Nothing really matters, nothing ever matters
That's what I've been conditioned to say, by each one of my masters
To say the pain ain't there, to confirm that I'm alright
To shine brightly, to try and take flight
To surpass pain by improvement and say I'm better than this
To say that one day I will escape from these pits
To disregard all of reality, burn it to its cinders
That's the only way to be happy, to turn all to splinters
'Til then, the lips of the moment, they say
I won't see another day, I won't see another day
The lips of the moment, they say
I will never go that way, I will never go that way
The sunset's beautiful
Nothing matters so I don't say this much, but you are too
The sunshine's out
Depression lasts so I don't say this much, but you are too
Then again.. nothing really matters, does it?
Then again, life doesn't really shatter, does it?
(It never ends, does it?)
(I've never felt worse)
VIII. Nothing Matters (Depression Lasts)
Cage all my words
So they'll never be heard
Sink 'em in a mere, leave 'em in the dirt
Let them be vanquished, hope that they smirk
When they're in the line up, that's the only solution
When asking yes or no is just a stay of execution
Stay off the resolution, a starry night
The stars better be bright, because the future's fright
The glass on my mirror broke yesterday
I stared at it too much so I guess that's destiny
The angel on my shoulder's right, but the devil's all I got left
Spend all my days stressed, I will never be done with my quest
I will never be perfect, so I will never unearth it, so maybe this earth is..
All I got left, alongside a crack in hope's hourglass, so I ask is it worth it
Is it worth it to live when I'll never see the dawn of revolution
And no matter where I turn, letting go is the only solution
'Til I got nothing left
('Til I got nothing left
'Til I got nothing left
'Til I got nothing left)
The lips of the moment, they say
I won't live another day, I won't live another day
The lips of the moment, they say
I will never leave the grey, I will never leave the grey
(It never ends, does it?)
The sunset's beautiful
Nothing matters so I don't say this much, but you are too
The sunshine's out
Depression lasts so I don't say this much, but you are too
I live my life by the melody
So when it stops I live breathlessly
And if I can't inhale, then I guess I can in heaven
I asked myself if I loved my life - had to respond with 'is that even a question?'
Of course I do, if I didn't I wouldn't be here
What does it matter, so what if the picture won't be clear
It's still there, I just have to find it
Yeah, they'll all whisper, truth is I don't don't mind it
All I can do is say for as long as I live I'll bury my dreams in my forts
And pray every one of my coffins has a scratched ceiling of sorts
My life isn't ever gonna be a bed of roses, right now a bed of thorns
That's why all I do is live without horns
That's why all I do is live restlessly
That's why I'm regarded as a king with some leprosy
I prefer to think of it as a leper with a crown
I prefer to think of it as another pointless noun
Nothing really matters, nothing ever matters
That's what I've been conditioned to say, by each one of my masters
To say the pain ain't there, to confirm that I'm alright
To shine brightly, to try and take flight
To surpass pain by improvement and say I'm better than this
To say that one day I will escape from these pits
To disregard all of reality, burn it to its cinders
That's the only way to be happy, to turn all to splinters
'Til then, the lips of the moment, they say
I won't see another day, I won't see another day
The lips of the moment, they say
I will never go that way, I will never go that way
The sunset's beautiful
Nothing matters so I don't say this much, but you are too
The sunshine's out
Depression lasts so I don't say this much, but you are too
Then again.. nothing really matters, does it?
Then again, life doesn't really shatter, does it?
(It never ends, does it?)
(Oh well, I've never felt worse)
The moment never came, and I doubt it'll ever leave
The doubt in my mind, cause we'll always chase what we can't achieve
So even if you expect nothing but rejection
You'll still be left with a just-myself connection
No matter what words you say, nobody will ever listen
No matter what words you say, you can't make the sea glisten
No matter how hard you'll try, you'll never beat the sunset
So you might as well just sit back and stare at it
(I've never felt better)
The lips of the moment, they said something
But I guess I wasn't listening
The lips of the moment, they said something
But I guess I wasn't listening
The sunshine's out
Nothing matters so I'll say this too much, but you are too
The sunset's beautiful
Depression lasts so I don't say this much, but you may have been too
IX. Echoes
Little bit of hatred, little bit of love
Little bit of bitterness, it fits like a glove
With a million days, a blaze and a dusk
Comes a million ways to say I'm a husk
And not one way to mean it, when it all turns to rust
Then maybe we'll pray to return to the days of lust
But for now, I think it's best to gulp and move on at long last
Then remember that your perils are most people's past
Life is looking in for echoes
Life is searching for the answers
Break it all down to finites and limelights
Break it all down with skylines and hindsights
Break from the grain but better off a follower
Life's a bitch? Well, I'll follow her
From the violet of her irises to lips made of sunshine
May it all settle in some shade sometime
For as long as I live, may I be chasing echoes
I guess the love is like the night, and the rest is like the day
Neither will ever end, and together they make life
Life is looking in for echoes
Life is searching for the answers
X. Summer (Something Else)
Systems never end
Flowers grow, and some perish
May I never die
(It never ends, does it?)
02/02/15 edit - Fixed a few things here and there, with a rework of the verses from 'Love'.
03/02/15 edit - Reworked the third verse from 'Nothing Matters', decided not to add another verse to 'Echoes'.
Keep at it mate. 
