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
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
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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