Cross 'em TightKeep your fingers crossed tightBehind your back, out of sightLies keep spilling from your lipsThe harder you try, the faster they slipThough the truth you long to tellIn your heart you know very wellHow quickly bonds would marIf they knew who you areInner doubts invade desireThe certainty of brimstone and fireA monster gets what he deservesThen, overcome by nerves,You hide behind a wall of liesAnd the monster you so despiseGrows stronger in your mindA word of warning in kindCross your fingers tightBehind your back, out of sight
Hail! We who are about to die salute you.Ave! Morituri te salutant.In our final hour on earth we singagainst the mighty militantand in our dying cries we bringour hopes and dreams with us.Though we may die amongst the sandsor in the evergreen forests,our blood will spread across the lands,our deaths shall make the call.To those who hear, we hail you.Come join us in our fall.Although, in numbers we may be few,our might cannot be doubted.We are the ones they dare to fearand, though they may have shouted"conform to us" in our ear,still we rise and still we diefor what we feel is right,knowing that somewhere our crycan be heard throughout the night.
Happy Endings Don't Exist"Do you want me to read you a story before bed?" Lidia's mother asked as she helped the little girl into her bed. Lidia shook her head. She didn't want to admit it, but the fairy tale stories that would have thrilled her weeks before were only scaring her now. It was sad. Her birthday had been a month before and her big sister Rachel had gotten her a grown up fairy tale book. It was a big book with gold pages and pretty drawings on each story. Lidia had been so excited to see the book. She loved it when her mommy or sister read to her. If someone had asked Lidia what her favorite time of the day was, she would have said story time. That's why it was so sad for her when she started having nightmares. Lidia knew fairy tale creatures, she loved them, but now she was seeing them in her dreams and they weren't the happy beautiful characters from her fairy tale book.
AblazeSet a fire and burn downEverything this house stood for,Every tear and frown,Every slam of every door,Every scream of frustration,As tempers raise.All the feelings of desperationJust set them ablaze.I don't want the shameThat I've been forced to bear.I know who to blame,He just doesn't care.I want to watch this abode burn.This house has nothing left within.It is not the home for which I yearn,So let the flames begin.