As for my enemies... the sun shall impede the beating of their hearts...
As for my allies... the moon shall bind our way and confine us till we die...

Some say the world will end in fire...
Some say in ice...

Clichés

Nothing can be more than love,
a love fulfilled, invincible,
how come there’s but pain to suffer,
making us so vulnerable?

Nothing can be more than friendship,
“all for one, and one for all”
and yet, we can’t speak our minds,
‘cos clichés aren’t fashionable.

Nothing can be more than life
a life where there is hope in soul,
a hope to be loved in return,
and able to endure it all.

Farkas
04/04/2008


Children of the Revolution:

If just you and me
were left on Earth to be
as new Adam and Eve
I’d stay alone and grieve
for you would crucify
a hope that ought not die
and you would still ignore
a dream worth dying for
but there would be a kiss
before the final dive
when I’d refuse starvation
and eat you all alive.


The Ones:

"...and on the eighth day God made the art of war and laughing, planned the end." (Warrel Dane)









Them: