White Wings Run Red
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White Wings Run Red
Published by Jacob Thompson
Copyright 2012 Jacob Thompson
Table of Contents
A Thousand Stars
Angel’s Tears
Numbing Pain
Appeasing Eyes
Wisdom of Fools
Ashes
Trail of Tears
Sins of the Father
Unholy Men
Broken Free
Come and Dine
Happy Birthday
Serenity
Darkness
Ballad of the Broken
Days of Old
Too Late
Wings of Blood
Eternal Sleep
Emotions
Fountain of Blood
Friendly Fire
Mirror
Imprisoning Insanity
My Litany
Love
Horns of Red
Questions and Answers
Phoenix
Reality
Edge of Dreams
Bleak Winds
Peace
Roulette
Lurking Eyes
Seeking
Freedom
Heart of Sorrow
Thunderstruck
New Endings
Marionette
Tears of Shame
The Pied Piper
The Spark of Life
The War Within
Serene Perfection
Regrets
Vapors
The Ballad of Little Red
Welcome Death
Twilight Beckons
The Yellow Road
Coke and Gin
Blinded Eyes
Truth of My Soul
Eternal Slumber
Ruby Lips, Alabaster Skin
Angel’s Wings
Breathe, Sleep, Dream
White Fields of Yesterday
Whom I used to Be
Broken Heart
Innocent Sacrifice
Crimson Rain
Fractured Home
Tides of Peace
A Thousand Stars
A thousand stars
Pierce the veil
Demons pour forth
From the gates of Hell.
Whispers of laughter
Filled with joy untold
Echo in twisted dreams
Tormenting the soul.
A desolate wasteland
Broken and scarred
Virtue desecrated
Ravished and torn.
A thousand stars
Bear witness to all
White wings run red
As another angel falls.
Angel’s Tears
The night is warm,
Yet she shivers with cold,
From the freezing vapors,
Suffocating her soul.
Honey masked the poison,
Of everything he said,
Hands soiled with death,
Bathed the field in crimson red.
Tears fall from the Angels,
While demons dance with glee,
For an innocence desecrated,
And a spirit left to bleed.
Numbing Pain
I am not dead
Yet not truly alive
My heart still beats
Blood cold as ice.
Darkness around me
Embraced by numbing pain
Struggle to retain my life
As death calls my name.
Appeasing Eyes
Smile throughout the day,
Sun bright and warm,
Hoping none suspect,
You’re broken and torn.
Bury deep the truth,
Lift high the lie,
Paint on the mask,
That appeases the eye.
Deceiving the world,
Begin believing yourself,
Distorting the truth,
Till there is nothing left.
Wisdom of Fools
Consorting with demons
Fallen angels and fools.
The blood of the wise
Flows out in pools.
Down on their knees
Tears fall from eyes
They beg and plead
For another chance at life.
Ashes
I look around,
At the ashes of dreams,
The cries of despair.
In my ears do ring.
I see your face,
Fade into the fog,
Memories of you,
Burn in my heart.
Painfully aware,
Of love I never knew,
Screaming in agony,
For not speaking the truth.
Needing to cry,
I can only laugh,
As I find myself trapped,
In this living death.
Trail of Tears
Angels fallen
Bear impish grins
Hearts resonating
From the evil within.
With malicious intent
Their halos cast down
Songs are extinguished
And flames snuffed out
The truth reveals
The price that’s paid
A trail of tears
And crimson stain.
Sins of the Father
Ashes to ashes,
Dust to dust,
You kill out of hate,
You murder for lust.
This path you’ve taken,
Filled with anger and rage,
Living only for self,
Care not what’s paid.
Your fist hitting flesh,
Echoes in empty halls,
Your children listen,
They hear it all.
They burn for truth,
You snuff out their flame,
They sharpen the knives,
And open their veins.
You stand and wonder,
What went wrong?
They wanted for nothing,
They had it all.
With your money,
They owned the world,
You gave them everything,
Except your love.
Unholy Men
All the words
Spoken o’er and o’er
Yet truth is lost
Forevermore.
Sorrow fills
Empty graves
Joy by silence
Is betrayed.
On bended knee
This desperate man
Seeks redemption from
The prophet’s hand.
Angels weep
Tears of shame
As holy men lead
Broken souls to flame.
Broken Free
To wake the day
And sleep the night
Step out of the darkness
And into the light
This is my goal
But this is my plight
Trapped in this sickness
Imprisoned in this shell
Yet hear what I say
And the others do tell
My mind you torture
Body you may kill
But my soul is safe now
Broken free of your hell.
Come and Dine
Drunken lips utter,
The vain incantation,
“Deliver me from evil,
Lead me from temptation.”
Vile hands make motions,
North, South, East and West,
Ritual of misguided faith,
That never penetrates the chest.
Praying to stone gods,
That hear no words,
Lighting candl
es to idols,
Made from the earth.
The Ring-Master stands tall,
Proclaiming his lies,
The twisted Funhouse beckons,
“Come and dine!”
Too late, learning the truth,
That only Death can tell,
When this holy man cries,
His soul burning in Hell.
Happy Birthday
Another year,
Another breath,
Another moment,
Closer to death.
With fabricated hope,
And unfulfilled dreams,
Taking comfort from Angels,
With broken wings.
Sift through wreckage,
Of this place I call home,
Piece together the puzzle,
Of where I went wrong.
Serenity
Envy the dark of night,
With dreams untainted,
By sun’s revealing light.
Desire what could be,
As scars fuse together
The pain and misery.
Seek serenity in chaos,
With unyielding faith
Grasp at illusions of love.
Scraps of life fall like rain,
Just blood and bones,
After the vultures, remain.
Darkness
Screams fill my head,
Anger burning in my heart,
Hate feeds this broken soul,
As demons tear my world apart.
The knife finds the vein,
Cutting the smooth skin,
Darkness overcoming all,
As Death enters in.
Ballad of the Broken
Desire of my heart,
What can it be?
Your answer, you say,
'A house? A car? True love? Tell me!'
But truly, the answer,
Simple, pure and whole,
'Stitch back together
the pieces of my shattered, broken soul.'
Days of Old
Why did you leave,
And fracture my soul?
Now empty and barren,
Desolate and cold.
Why did you take,
This peace from me?
Injected the poison,
Of pain and misery.
I want them back,
Those days of old,
When smiles were real,
Filled with joy untold.
Back to the time,
When love was true,
Back before the day,
I buried you.
Too Late
Memories bring me
Echoes of voices
Caresses in the night
I glimpse a face
I catch a scent
I feel your hand
You've come to haunt
Renewing my pain
When you walked away
Should've kept you here
Should've made you stay
Should've said I cared
The things I would say
Now forever too late
Standing at your grave.
Wings of Blood
Drifting aimlessly,
Through this world,
Being held aloft,
By wings of blood.
Amazing visions,
My eyes behold,
Beauty and majesty,
Of the world below.
Love and joy,
Once held in hand,
Now pain and hate,
Rule this land.
Tired of the pain,
My soul endures,
Tired of the hate,
My heart longs for.
I bid farewell,
To those I loved,
As I sail away,
On wings of blood.
Eternal Sleep
The sun blinding my thoughts,
Darkness illuminating the path,
Burning from questions,
I was too afraid to