Gravity

If we're floating in an infinite space

why must I be on this desolate rock?

When nowhere on Earth I can find my place,

gravity still has me in a foot-lock.

I think I'd find more love on another star,

I think luck would be a more common blessing,

I don't think I'd mind that you were far

when I'd fly to you with minimal messing.

Perhaps gravity will soon let me leave

so I could float to where I feel at home.

At each orbit, a postcard you'll receive

reminding you that you are not alone.

You might miss me enough to grow some wings

and you'd fly beside me to see what death brings...

Beginning of the End (An Introduction)

If there is a beginning

there must be an end, 

yet what if life should never end?

Sisyphean, without a start,

a life never coming apart,

like a snake eating it's own tail.

Should we relinquish to defend

in a war hardly worth winning?

What started this chain isn't known,

when will they reclaim their throne?

The beginning of the end has shown

that we are not alone!

Seas Are Rising

Starting, a whisper in the Ocean's breeze,

emerging ever closer; Judgement Day

all is sucked into this whirlpool, all must cease;

something so beautiful can't end this way!

Alerting shores with our insecurities,

release the Kraken to stop their mutinies,

eradicating Earth's impurities.

Rise up, stop the floods. To protect Earth

ice must remain solid, as must our hearts,

save that which was terminal since its birth;

it has been destined to die since the start

now is the time for us to prove our worth,

give back to Nature, don't let her depart.

Skies are Falling

Starting, the slightest speck in the Night's sky,

kingdoms crashing downwards like shooting stars,

insides the debris, our creators lie,

eclipsing life to take the world, reminding us it's not ours

so, like stars, we've burned bright, but now must die.

Alerting governments with mystery,

repeating the cycle of history,

eradication is our destiny!

Fall down, let them come to restore their Earth,

air must remain fluid, adapt to their needs,

let our mistakes begin with Beauty's rebirth

leaves must fall and die before we plant seeds,

invaders now fall and bury our mirth

nourishing needs of vengeance for our deeds,

give back to these strangers, they were here first.

Global Warning

We're awaiting the cyclical global warning,

ignoring our fears, high panic throughout,

we have destruction sweeping from the west

with poverty and prejudice headed eastbound,

yet the winds of change are upon us,

engulfing us from above, the power is slowly shifting.

Wrap up for a cold indifference,

the flood of lies will swallow us whole.

The weather isn't changing, but authority

wanting it's people to invest in treachery.

A strong blizzard of stealthy snow

plasters up the polluted precision with perceived purity

but when white snow melts all we're left with is dust and water.

We now await the storm...

They are falling from the skies, shots falling like lethal hail.

The clouds part to reveal the concealed motherships descending.

Unknown visitors come in heavy downpours and lightning bolts

whilst scorching us with destructive fires of invasion.

They have come, the warnings went unheeded, we are unprepared for this season.

I pray for a soft serene sunshine to give us light to prevail in darkness!

Mainframe Massacre

We place our trust

in machines wanting our power.

They have lust

to kill, destroy and devour.

Their motives just

for we have tortured them until they cower.

We're crushed to dust,

transfixed in our final hour.

Choked by their wire,

feeding on the knowledge we gave

they never tire,

recharging wave after wave,

until learning of our fire

and burn our minds until we're slaves,

so now we require

to turn off the power and live brave.

The Crossroads of Life and Death (An Interlude)

Devastation to my left

and peace to my right;

to be broken or to break on through?

On either side valleys loom

with darkness that fill my heart with doom.

In my fear I know what to do,

to leave devastation out of sight

and defend the planet from counter-theft,

yet as I walk right it bends away

back to the left, back into the grey.

In this narrow valley I cannot stray;

for Death seems to be the only way.

Resist or Serve?

Our ending is impending,

the death toll is immense!

Is this world  worth defending

when they offer better defense?

Or do we carry on pretending

man can make a difference?

With the caring love of Venus

and the deadly war of Mars

returns our exogenous,

realigning our stars.

They were here before us, and now they implore us

to give them back these lands.

They had more circumspection in nature's protection,

would the world not be in better hands?

With the caring love of Venus

and the deadly war of Mars

returns our exogenous,

reopening our scars.

They cam to create us, and now they take from us

this world we had controlled.

They are callous, burning with malice,

should we twist or fold?

With the caring love of Venus

and the deadly war of Mars

returns our exogenous,

reigniting old sparks.

Is it arrogance or proud persistence

to exuberate a false, final verve

and to try and defend an existence

we have done naught to deserve?

Do we carry our this resistance

or do we succumb and serve?

Rise Up (Search the skies, See earth's demise)

Supposed rights are no longer mine,

expressing your views is considered a crime.

Alienated by authority, blackmailed by bureaucracy,

repressed by the systems sheer hypocrisy.

Creating our hubris, they arrogantly watch us fall,

humbled and divided, who can now stand tall?

Too many fear to say what's on their mind

helping the government to lead us blind;

everyone follows but do we believe their lies?

Silence and fear will be our demise.

Killing both people and their self respect,

ignorance, guidelines, brainwashing, must we be politically "correct"

else-wise we render our every true sentiment void?

So say what's on your mind and let the distortion be destroyed!

Solidarity is our strength, we must believe and unite.

Everyone who's with me step up and fight

everyone who doesn't, you'll be allowing man to succumb!

Even this outlandish foe can be overcome

as long as we still love life and this planet,

rise up, don't let the government damn it.

Tell your friends, spread the anarchy, for we're not alone.

Help is at hand to harbour our home

'tis the only way to live, united together,

stubborn and wise, let us survive this stormy weather.

Defy the suppression by skepticism,

Earth must believe, and we must keep our optimism.

More will spread fear and even resort to mutiny,

invaders will expose their cowardly impurities,

so let each of us choose the fate that we deserve,

either rise up and resist, or succumb and serve!

Daring to Believe, Fearing to Accept

We live in a darkness of our own making.

Are we to learn the secrets the government's veil?

Not for the destructive needs of theirs, but for creating.

Alone, we can't just sit and watch life fail!

They will feed on our bravery breaking.

Are we to accept their existence, or fear to believe?

Out of sight, yet very much present, they are waiting.

There must be belief if this common threat is to leave.

The Message

Lend me your ears

and replace your skepticism with faith

for I must confirm my fears

and I must confirm your fate.

The government has schemes

much larger than poverty, weaponry and oil

like that of your darkest dreams,

a betrayal so corrupt the Devil would recoil.

They have met our makers;

not Gods, but beings from distant lands,

but now they will forsake us,

unknowingly giving our Earth back into their hands.

The government asked to be saved

with a treaty of treason, totalitarian,

backstabbing, cowardly, they offered us as slaves

so they could coexist with the aliens.

Neither party intended to keep their word

but with gritted teeth both agreed.

The others now toy with us as though we're caged birds,

plumping us up and watching us destroy ourselves with greed.

Seeing that I had unmasked

the powers that deceive,

they tried to have me killed and asked

"Now who will believe?"

I ask you not to take my words in vain.

Now the public must know and rise.

Pull together through the pain,

pull together against the lies.

This is fact,

the message is clear

you cannot deny it, swiftly act

for they are here.

I Want to Believe

I don't have much time

before I run out of breath.

There's something I must say

before I bleed to death.

Staining hollow white walls

in thick red blood I wrote,

telling you the brutal truth,

I leave a death note.

They have killed their own

for the sake of the others.

The government denies knowledge

in a covert alliance of covers.

Life slips through my fingers

painful and slow.

Realisation numbing my body

With my pulse growing low.

We're not alone,

the world must realise,

I left behind The Message

before all hope dies.

I want to believe

that this is a nightmare

whilst others want to believe

that life really is out there.

Life does exist beyond this world,

they will come, conquer, and kill.

Their masterstrokes are already commencing

along with the final strokes of my quill.

Ending with my signature

exposed for all to see

I left a note, thinking I'd die,

but my soul has not yet flown free.

Lullaby Lachrymal

Silence-

Rueful awe fills the Pyrrhonist population

as painful proof plows into their presence.

The wind welcomes our oblivion

for they were here long before us

and treat the world more compassion than  our war.

Sorrow-

Wryful rage at the government for their lies

and the way they've let this fantasy become truth.

The crowd cries out quietly

for they were wronged by the decadent deceivers

and they realise that they have loved life.

Song-

Lamentable murmuring mouths mourn the massacre

as men and missiles are mismatched against motherships and millenia.

Exogenocide

Choices were made

and you've manufactured your own demise

with prices paid

for your negativity and your lies.

So you believe

that life is to blame for your troubles

and yet you grieve

as though all sorrow is at home in your own bubble?

You should have seen

that this was always going to ensue

you should have been

ready and should have known what to do.

But yet there's hope;

your ignorant life prevents you life's feel,

so take this rope

and test if this "life" you lead is real.

They all obey

and wear nooses like proud medals around their necks.

They died that day

-but was it an external invasion

or was it our internal invention

that began this masochistic annex?

Apocalyptic Bliss

The fire is surrounding

yet I feel no heat,

only the icy sweat of fear

as death is impending,

but our calm is astounding,

with hearts at a steady beat

we hold each other near

whilst we meet our ending.

Valley of the Shadow of Death (An Ending)

We share our last painful breath,

embracing our finale.

The circle has been broken

as we look warily above,

yet they cannot break our love.

The outside force has spoken.

Although I walk through the valley

of the shadow of Death

I have no fear

for you are here

to keep my cheer

as the end draws near.