The Day U2 Saved my life

Another day without her is painful
I can’t believe how quickly it lasted
She used to think that I was really cool
Now all she does is call me a bastard
I must escape. I need somewhere to go
I need something to extinguish these blues
So I sought comfort in my radio
Where I heard a brand new song from U2
Bono proclaimed it a Beautiful Day
And suddenly I found myself smiling
I saw many reasons for me to stay
And now was the time to keep on moving

So what if the bitch still complains? Let her!
Thanks to this song, I feel so much better


23rd May 2004

I came from Hell

On a night of blood and fire I came back
Emerging from the hallways of the damned
Returning from the most forsaken land
Having seen things that would make the sane crack
Riding on a ship of rotting timber
Accompanied by a crew of corpses
Travelling on the broken of courses
Away from the world of ash and cinder
My skin burns from the never-ending heat
My flesh is broken and my muscles strain
And even though my body screams with pain
I stand not on my knees but on my feet

What matters most is that I’m still breathing
And that’s the goal that was worth achieving


22nd May 2004

Want

I want you to tell me when you are sad
When that happens I will make you happy
I want you, in grim times, to come to me
I'll deliver you from all that is bad
I do not ever want to see you cry
I want to be there when you're feeling blue
I don't want any harm to come to you
Because we are both the same; you and I
And if you are ever feeling alone
And if you don't know which direction to take
I want to be in the future you make
Never again will you be on your own

Although you may not see it rest assured
I want you to know that you are adored


22nd May 2004

The Hour of Judgement

Needles of rain hammer down from up high
A storm rages on this darkest of nights
The volatile heavens scream with their might
And thus, the hour of judgement is nigh
All alone in a cabin in the woods
My shotgun is loaded and prepared to burn
On the front porch underneath a lantern
Armed and ready to deliver the goods
I can hear his feet running through the mud
I can feel his eyes glaring white at me
I know he’s coming and that he’s hungry
He is a demon and he wants my blood

Hunted by a beast on a night so grim
With shotgun in hand, I’m ready for him.


19th May 2004

The Tale of the Death Jester

A carnival of freaks and missing limbs
They marched on through a night of storm and rain
Outcasts, losers, lost souls and insane grins
To a lone house upon a hill they came
They were searching for him: The Death Jester
The front door the pilgrims hammered upon
They shouted out loud: “We know you’re in there!
“It’s time to return! With us you belong!
“Embrace us! You have nowhere else to go!”
But they never did receive an answer
Was he still there? Perhaps they’d never know
So they left the house to journey so far

No one saw the Death Jester disappear
Only the myth is all we’ll ever hear


4th May 2004

The Banshee

A storm broke out on the darkest of nights
And all lay in their comfort of their beds.
As thunder and lightening crashed overhead
A sound came which chilled all with pure cold fright
She came with bare feet running through the rain
And intentions of locating a soul
It knows one is hearing its dreaded call
So she hurls her warning out to the sane
Her wailing defies all normality
It’s enough to drag one into madness
It’s a struggle to resist its caress
As it echoes throughout eternity

Her wail proclaims a message of doom
Of a death that will occur all too soon


4th May 2004