Oblivion

Into the night, it runs and plays
Having a ball, in the nights deep phase
It stalks the night with terror and fright
Makes little children scream and bite

It brings with it thunder, rain
But nothing compares to the intense pain that you gain
From it's awsome power and might
That you will encounter in the night

And as the shadows fall upon what you've created
You soon realize that your days are out-dated
So the fear that is generated
Is now inside your skin, sweaty and perspirated

How does it feel to be under such pressure
You are stingy, afraid, and full of displeasure
There is something creeping up the stairs
You don't care to find The Oblivions glares

Now it's coming, and barely creeping
Into your mind, while you are sleeping
To bring forth the ultimate fear
Of awaking to the sound of the undead that are near

So now that you are scared, and panting
You awake, with no laughter dancing
Now as the years age with disgrace
You realize that Oblivion was in your face


Living Without Her

As I stared at her through my bedroom window, I raised the small gun
to my head.  The cold, steel barrel added to the chills already running
through my body.  I could hardly see through the tears anymore, and they
were already leaving bitter, dark stains on my crimson shirt.  My finger
lightly traced back and forth over the trigger, being careful not to
let it fire.  I couldn't let her win everything.

I watched her skip out to her car, smiling as if nothing had ever happened.
Acting as if she hadn't killed me minutes ago, before I ever picked up
the gun.

Anna and I had been togather for over three years.   We were in love, or
at least I thought we were.  I have her all I could, and we had done
everything togather.  We had so many plans, so many things left to do.
How could she just walk out of my life?   "I just lost whatever we had
before," she told me.  "The fire was gone."

I managed to lay the revolver down next to me.  Still shaking, I took
a cigarette from my pocket.  As I struck  the  match to light it, I
glanced out the window again.  What little part of my soul that was left
died with that glance.  The car she  had come in wasn't hers at all.
It was my best friend's red Mustang.  I watched in awe as she leaned over
and kissed him while they pulled out of my driveway.  Crushed, I started
shaking harder.  The lit cigarette and match fell to the ground.  I was
crying so hard I didn't notice the match scorching my carpet and setting
some old papers on fire.  As I noticed the small fire the only thing on
my mind was the line from out song: "If out love goes up in flames, it's
a fire I can't resist."  I didn't bother to put it out.  It didn't matter
anymore.  Nothing did.  As I watchced the fire engulf my room and start
to climb the walls, I  began to laugh.  I don't know why, but through
the tears I couldn't seem to stop.  Why was I so surprised?  I had always
known that living without her would be like living in hell...


Reaper

The one you never learned to like and love
No peace anywhere, not even a peace dove
You cannot trust him wherever you are
Whether it's right here, or afar

He sees you all the time
And he waits until you reach the time
When you begin to fall asleep
He lurks the night
And hates the light
So he waits till all it asleep

When you least expect it coming
You hear a monstrous groaning
So you realize you've been tickled
By the reapers blazing sickle

And then when it all burns down
You come to realize where you are
Hundreds of miles in the ground
Fire here there, yelling heard from afar

Led up to a platform, you start to tremble
The you realize that you're gonna meet the devil
As the room gets hotter
The walls get brighter
He appears, the reaper.

Lord Regulator (DpS)