Scribbles and art of Edward Alexander

[darkbreed]

I will be posting some of my poetry and song texts and other material here in this thread from time to time. This is stuf I have dug up from my archives so beware, some is pretty old, and the english and grammars may not be the best.

Here goes first ones.

WICKED WORLD

Perceive the world through eyes wide open

Still they are shut tight

The horror seen, but never felt

The dying lambs, the innocent, turned to dust

Blood dripping teeth, hands colored red

The wickedness living, in the distant

Though they suffer close to you

Wicked world, this endless sin, false help all around us

Trying to be good at heart but inside we are ice and stone

Wicked world, those evil men, fire in their deep lost eyes

Helping those who lay down, rip their guts right out again!

Reaching out your hands just to chop them off

Inside the battle rages

Helping them or help yourself

Importance of the help to give is that it is true

Salvation coming to us, the healing hands

The goodness living, in the distant

Though they cry so close to you

Wicked world, this endless sin, false help all around us

Trying to be good at heart but inside we are ice and stone

Wicked world, those evil men, fire in their deep lost eyes

Helping those who lay down, rip their guts right out again!

Burning of the Christ and slaughter of love

The righteous will stand

Carry life on their shoulders

Arising from the ashes those pure in their hearts

Darkness dissappearing in the white light

Tears they fall for those tormented

Eyes have opened now so wet

THE HANGED MAN - Inspired by Tarot Card 12