| The Breaking of My Soul Pain, break this pain out Make me bleed so I can see Tear my heart out With my soul To free me from this misery Eye in eye This pain inside You can not see it For you are blind Are my screams enough for you? I seem to have lost my faith Brand me with my dying words The beast inside for me to wake When we were lost When we were broken You didn't really care Your children would Scream out for you But you wouldn't even dare I broke this silence With my thoughts These redeeming ways of mine I broke your passion I broke your hate All I needed was time You see me now As you dwell And drown amongst your griefs You have lost me For your words Have brought this new release Cover me now, Cover me In my shining rage Tempt me with your ever words To trap me in this cage Tear me now, Tear me For my soul is lost In this gamble for your sanity My soul was the cost Hear me now, as you have not For my heart was killed My soul was lost But yours will die Forever in your guilt. � Keisha Courville 2003 |
Wicked Faith I cry, My Love Where are you With your wicked faith Beyond all means In your own, I pray Where is my redemption?! I cry Where is my beloved fate?! In the bloodshed hands Of the forsaken ones With the children of darkness The children of night For in hate we find redemption And in darkness we find light. We are the darkness We are the light They bring wars That they can not fight When was this A surprise to me? Never For eyes cry out tears of wisdom And your hands cry out thier blood Mine, my faith My hidden dreams My heart that cries In the depth of my means Your sick thoughts Your twisted mind Your blood on your hands Along with mine. My thoughts cry out to you Along with my soul Never so quiet But never so bold. You see my face With all it's trust I see your eyes With all of thier lust. Break me now, These things I pray Remembering your eyes And the words that you say � Keisha Courville 2003 |
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| Takes of Venui The children that call out to you in all thier love The screams that reach your heart, with the crying of your blood. The stems of forgotten takes of Venui To bring about thier war To touch the loving hands of Keri Never to go that far I see you in all your fades and glories are to bleed in rights The way we come The time will go Into your sleepless nights. So listen now, to the cries of many In this time of weep The cries to be heard The war to be carried In a time of greed. � Keisha Courville 2003 |
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| ILL Waves of sickness Rush through me Like a wind To break this storm Is inevitable The sands of time Are often current And bring my faith At ease Tell me now If you think You are saved Tell me if you care The winding sickness In your path Was never really there Forgive me for My sickness Loathe me For my will Hate me for The sick and blind And for my Timeless Ill. � Keisha Courville 2003 |
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