The Reckoning: Venomu

This is a morbid fairytale.
It'll make your stomach squirm and your face go pale.
There's no such thing as a happy ending.
Your choices, make your fate depending.
Watch out for the Wicked Witch of the East.
She's not the worse, her damage will be the least.
Ursela, deep down in the sea.
If you can find her, she'll make you what you want to be.
Heed my warning though, she'll ruin you.
She'll steal the hearts and souls of the ones you knew.
Snow White isn't so lovely anymore.
Before you can count to twenty you'll be dead on the floor.
Sleeping Beauty waits under your bed.
She'll make sure your sleeping before making off with your head.
As for the nice Alice in Wonderland.
She's disney's hitler, your already in her plan.
They hide in the darks corners in your mind.
Awaiting for a weakness to find.
Worst nightmares become real.
With nothing left in their hearts to feel.
They're consumed by hate and pain.
And corrupting your innocent mind, is in they're gain.
Everywhere you look.
They've changed into something evil, out of that book.
With no way to get them out of your mind.
They're here for all time.



i'm waiting for that tragic thing to happen.
my heart to shatter and my mind to crumble.
this body is just a shell.
it's hollow and has no to spirit consume it's energy.
becomming so apathetic is easy.
easier than looking into your eyes.
easier than seeing my life fall apart.
my walls will climb high.
i'll live in soluitude.
where no one can reach me.
where no pain can come.
there is no back door into my life.
you walked out the front and now your stuck out in the cold.
i'm waiting for that tragic thing to happen.
when you realize that you left me.
when your mind becomes nostalgic.
and when you finally realize all of that.
maybe i'll unlock the dead bolt.


"You lifted me so high into the air.
I must have been your favorite thing to drink from.
You took and took and always gave back.
But somehow, the glass is half empty.

You lifted me so high in the air.
You gave me hope.
Maybe my heart wouldn't get shattered this time.
But somehow, more of me is missing.

You lifted me so high up in the air.
Your hand wavered and then I dropped.
I broke into a million peices and I don't think glue can fix this.
And somehow, I'm completely empty."



Everlasting pain in quenched and not yet resloved.
The searing hate i feel is not yet empty.
Not yet has the tide of truth come to me.
And you have yet to die far from grace.

Take me there,
take me to your world.
take me to the open existance
where your galaxy meets mine.
Today.

Open and untidy is my life,
the boat of insecurity floats by and shakes
with a beaten hollow hold trembling
unearthed the resolve it's broken and confused
it has yet to die.