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Burnt-out myths in this old city The stitched-up lips of the inhabitants Blood flows into unscrupulous boulevards Old men carryin..

Another song I wrote for my friend's newgrass band. It's my homage to the old WWI trench songs. I submitted this one for a contest.

A song I wrote for my friend's newgrass band.

My first attempt at writing a story.

Sick with discontent Like his body declared mutiny On his mind, a broken man With broken promises of a thin assault He walks ..

As it ends It shall begin The circle complete Enclosed within Winter’s harsh light; Unforgiving nights Chills ..

Whose turn to pay the piper Is it a penny or six pence? No matter, and None the richer You sit on the fence Wall divide..

A mix of demons Clashing and struggling To save the damaged inside But still the disposition Remains jaded, cynical Twin fa..

I lay in waiting beneath The moon's colossal being For a crumb of mercy, or A morsel of forgiveness The spirit torn, marked in blood..

I was awakened By the sharp teeth Of a dream amidst More banal scenes I rose to the remnants Of the morning fog As..