Steal the Light
Yes, I can't deny the worn-out and truthful if it's picturesque Though it’s just a saying, not useful Resolve that great chain of aging and fierce hours So soon it becomes annoying to us Yes, between her thighs it was nothing I don't know if she even lives but you and I Never was in need of touch Unless it would come through my heart's shape Not like they who say it In today's fashion Now you know what's going on with me Trying to steal the light And in the evenings a slight chill in the air I'm still here breathing Feeling so much better than I was last year With a curtain of smoke And in the evenings a slight chill in the air The welkin not on my mind Nor anything it covers
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Mar 26, 2026
For the one my window hides in its view To enlighten me if my love's real or that faith What's more bitter than the late spring I forgot to live, seated in one of their fucking trains Yes, I forgot to live seated in one of those And when the world is left I don't need an inscription to remind for these things If it's washing away, well, you know what Praying on one's knees Beforee, bring salvation for every goddamn soul I forgot to live, seated in one of their fucking trains Yes, I forgot to live seated in one of those When in search of clarity The way is lost in itself Gone into its own walker And every shadow has its bearer of shadow Every shadow has its bearer of shadow A son with the thought of not standing his demise Still afraid of getting a lethal disease And the clauses they were, They were all without reins Didn't want to lose, didn't want to lose my heart Somewhere in the mists of my blurred daily consciousness The thought of not standing a disease
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Mar 26, 2026
"Welcome to a dramatic play bleed in these arms until the chains are broken" After all there was something real When you said you still believe in what's feeling right Damn that misanthropy Full insanity for the earth Laughing I know you're frustrated A moment ago the flames reminded me of something I won't say it the candles are now ablaze but wait for a while I won't say it Don't be afraid of the mirror "For molten candles and for Bruno's throes" Not present No don't draw down the silver chariot from the sky No gloomy landscape of wintry frost can ever lead me astray again The candles are now ablaze but wait for a while I won't say it
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Mar 26, 2026
And here's enough of them for many a nightly breath And a fine shelter from the jealous too The rise of an extinguished art Higher dreams have come to us And here's enough of them The depressive season there with sceneries filled with idols Hell the space is no more Who named the crown that fell What do you think Who were supposed to make it this time Yes blacken little hearts I can't believe my eyes You romanticized the depths of this one The wisdom of men and women says Those things we can't speak directly of We must refer to them What do you think Who were supposed to make it this time Yes blacken little hearts
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Mar 26, 2026
So maybe I lost all youth and tender loving, Afterwards When I gave in wholly for that other thing and went my way And the bride's mouth tasted like the word it's called by But I've always been an oppressive kind of guy That's right And they think I'm some kind of a... Forget it An early September night in that crooked bar Tired and angry I was leaving the place In that crooked bar There leaning against the wall Little but just enough For solace And how the trees aghast Over four o'clock Think about all the love stories gone awry To rest for a while It really saved my evening then Though nothing much more And I thought "It seems like I've found you" And I thought "It seems like I've found you" And I thought "It seems like I've found you" And I thought "It seems like I've found you"
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Mar 26, 2026