Post by Jordan "Bullet Proof" Glass on Jun 24, 2007 16:55:49 GMT -5
This is a
|. Plummeting Shards Creation .|
You may expect anything or nothing.
Think what you may,
but you're about to witness greatness.
---
This town has its claws buried in my neck.
This town, it takes lives, without mercy, without hate.
The streets are in distress,
The sun suffocates behind darkened skies.
The grass is growing on top of my feet.
I'm sinking, won't be long, before I'm too deep to run.
The line up seems endless,
Underneath the salvation signs.
We are the dead ones, we are the lost cause.
We are the bend before the break. Our steps seal our fate.
Because this city, this city is haunted,
By ghosts, from broken homes,
Because this city, this city is haunted,
And there's no hope left for these souls.
Every step I take I leave a small piece,
Of myself behind. Soon there will be nothing left.
The cracks in the pavement,
Match the cracks in their weathered skin.
The sky's a brick wall.
The ground's a juggernaut.
Each day they get a bit closer.
Between them, I am caught.
I stare in amazement,
I can't believe this is where I live.
Every breath I take I feel my lungs seal.
This breeze feels more like shards of glass I'm more scars than skin.
Because this city, this city is haunted,
By ghosts from broken homes,
Because this city, this city is haunted,
And there's no hope left for these souls.
Our steps seal fate, our steps seal fate.
This is our celebration,
Come join the lost souls.
This is our celebration,
Come join the lost souls.
This city, this city is haunted.
Oh! Walk with us. Oh! Down. Walk with us.
This city, this city is haunted.
By ghosts from broken homes,
Because this city, this city is haunted,
And there's no hope left for these souls.
'This Could Be Anywhere In The World - Alexisonfire'
---
Lain dormant,
lain asleep,
lain dead.
All alone,
by ourselves,
in our own shadows.
Our own shadows of our life,
can be deadly,
to those who don't know.
Don't know what we are,
we are the beginning,
the middle,
the end,
the beyond,
[glow=Black,2,300]the forever.[/glow]
---
He whispers as his gaze is fixed upon the setting sun, shooting it's crossed, orange rays onto the many people below.
Him ~ And the rain fell from the skies that were his eyes ..
His hands interlocked behind his back as he stood there, staring through the window onto the land below, so far below.
Him ~ Those skies, those bloodshot skies ..
A sigh escaped his smooth lips, steaming the frigid glass of the window.
Him ~ That rain fell for those who he wished to arrive ..
His hands unlocked, his two arms falling to his sides. The sun reflected off his leather trench coat, heating it, as it did his black jeans and his black muscle shirt underneath. His feet stood firm on the hardwood floor, his leather boots bearing his weight nicely.
Him ~ .. but they never did.
He raises his right hand, placing it softly against the frigid glass. A eerie feeling flows through 'the' room as he continues to whisper, a sick tone in his voice.
Him ~ And so, chaos ensued, and those skies remained bloodshot and water filled as it continued to rain.
Now, his left hand is placed on the glass as well as it bears his weight.
Him ~ His family was killed, his home destroyed ..
His two hands now fall from the glass, back to his sides. He lets out another deep, long sigh from within.
Him ~ .. and he, he was forever burdened with that which he despised ..
He turned, now showing his face. Jordan 'Bullet Proof' Glass began to pace back toward his red leather sofa chair. His face was serious, but he wore a smirk upon his lips.
Jordan ~ .. the curse. The curse of that which he will always remember, never forgotten .. us.
Jordan stops, ripping through time and space and diving into you, creating a feeling of absolute openness. His eyes, between blue and grey, are clouded, as if he was somewhere else .. in his own world, perhaps?
Jordan ~ The greats think they are great, and those who aren't great maintain the same mentality.
He blinks, his eyes still clouded. What he was thinking, feeling, wanting, needing .. was undecipherable.
Jordan ~ Imbeciles, idiots, pathetic little fucks running around like chicken's with their head's cut off .. how foolish, how utterly and completely foolish.
Jordan smirks, nonetheless his eyes are still murky. He takes a seat in his chair, the leather of his jacket rubbing against the leather of the chair.
Jordan ~ They have no idea .. no idea at all. After King of the Ring, nothing will matter because after that .. the revolution, the rebellion, the destruction .. it all begins.
Jordan blinks again and this time his eyes come clear, refocusing. They are now a prominent blue .. an ocean blue, a deep blue. He smiles, or was it more of a smirk?
Jordan ~ Makaveli .. 'Don' .. I'm warning you now, as we have already. Watch your back, they have arrived .. and they are growing stronger ..
.. and his eyes close. They remained closed for a moment, and then when they open .. the entire mood in the room changes. They are once again murky, and now grey. The room is now cold .. damp .. disturbing .. and deathly.
Jordan ~ Her lip quivers as she looks into his eyes .. looking for love, for hope .. but all she finds is lust and sexual greed.
His hands grip the arms of the chairs tightly.
Jordan ~ She tries to stop him, but he won't. She begins to scream, a mixture of distress and ecstasy runs through her veins as he takes her slowly.
His eyes close tightly, gritting his teeth as he hisses his words past those diamonds set in his jaw.
Jordan ~ He breathes heavily, she bites her bottom lip as her blood rushes .. her heart beating faster and faster.
His eyes shoot open .. and they are blue once more. He looks down at the floor ..
Jordan ~ The curse took her ..
His eyes shift up to the camera but his head remains tipped to the floor. He raises his left eyebrow, smirking.
Jordan ~ .. as it will take you Makaveli. The curse is all evil ..
He now moves his head upward, smiling wildly.
Jordan ~ Are you ready?
---
The remedy,
the only way out,
has burned,
and blown away with the wind.
What will you do?
Nothing,
that's what.
Because you can't,
we are greater,
higher,
better,
than all of you.
Fuck you all,
every
last
damn
[glow=black,2,300]one. [/glow]
[Fin]
|. Plummeting Shards Creation .|
You may expect anything or nothing.
Think what you may,
but you're about to witness greatness.
---
This town has its claws buried in my neck.
This town, it takes lives, without mercy, without hate.
The streets are in distress,
The sun suffocates behind darkened skies.
The grass is growing on top of my feet.
I'm sinking, won't be long, before I'm too deep to run.
The line up seems endless,
Underneath the salvation signs.
We are the dead ones, we are the lost cause.
We are the bend before the break. Our steps seal our fate.
Because this city, this city is haunted,
By ghosts, from broken homes,
Because this city, this city is haunted,
And there's no hope left for these souls.
Every step I take I leave a small piece,
Of myself behind. Soon there will be nothing left.
The cracks in the pavement,
Match the cracks in their weathered skin.
The sky's a brick wall.
The ground's a juggernaut.
Each day they get a bit closer.
Between them, I am caught.
I stare in amazement,
I can't believe this is where I live.
Every breath I take I feel my lungs seal.
This breeze feels more like shards of glass I'm more scars than skin.
Because this city, this city is haunted,
By ghosts from broken homes,
Because this city, this city is haunted,
And there's no hope left for these souls.
Our steps seal fate, our steps seal fate.
This is our celebration,
Come join the lost souls.
This is our celebration,
Come join the lost souls.
This city, this city is haunted.
Oh! Walk with us. Oh! Down. Walk with us.
This city, this city is haunted.
By ghosts from broken homes,
Because this city, this city is haunted,
And there's no hope left for these souls.
'This Could Be Anywhere In The World - Alexisonfire'
---
Lain dormant,
lain asleep,
lain dead.
All alone,
by ourselves,
in our own shadows.
Our own shadows of our life,
can be deadly,
to those who don't know.
Don't know what we are,
we are the beginning,
the middle,
the end,
the beyond,
[glow=Black,2,300]the forever.[/glow]
---
He whispers as his gaze is fixed upon the setting sun, shooting it's crossed, orange rays onto the many people below.
Him ~ And the rain fell from the skies that were his eyes ..
His hands interlocked behind his back as he stood there, staring through the window onto the land below, so far below.
Him ~ Those skies, those bloodshot skies ..
A sigh escaped his smooth lips, steaming the frigid glass of the window.
Him ~ That rain fell for those who he wished to arrive ..
His hands unlocked, his two arms falling to his sides. The sun reflected off his leather trench coat, heating it, as it did his black jeans and his black muscle shirt underneath. His feet stood firm on the hardwood floor, his leather boots bearing his weight nicely.
Him ~ .. but they never did.
He raises his right hand, placing it softly against the frigid glass. A eerie feeling flows through 'the' room as he continues to whisper, a sick tone in his voice.
Him ~ And so, chaos ensued, and those skies remained bloodshot and water filled as it continued to rain.
Now, his left hand is placed on the glass as well as it bears his weight.
Him ~ His family was killed, his home destroyed ..
His two hands now fall from the glass, back to his sides. He lets out another deep, long sigh from within.
Him ~ .. and he, he was forever burdened with that which he despised ..
He turned, now showing his face. Jordan 'Bullet Proof' Glass began to pace back toward his red leather sofa chair. His face was serious, but he wore a smirk upon his lips.
Jordan ~ .. the curse. The curse of that which he will always remember, never forgotten .. us.
Jordan stops, ripping through time and space and diving into you, creating a feeling of absolute openness. His eyes, between blue and grey, are clouded, as if he was somewhere else .. in his own world, perhaps?
Jordan ~ The greats think they are great, and those who aren't great maintain the same mentality.
He blinks, his eyes still clouded. What he was thinking, feeling, wanting, needing .. was undecipherable.
Jordan ~ Imbeciles, idiots, pathetic little fucks running around like chicken's with their head's cut off .. how foolish, how utterly and completely foolish.
Jordan smirks, nonetheless his eyes are still murky. He takes a seat in his chair, the leather of his jacket rubbing against the leather of the chair.
Jordan ~ They have no idea .. no idea at all. After King of the Ring, nothing will matter because after that .. the revolution, the rebellion, the destruction .. it all begins.
Jordan blinks again and this time his eyes come clear, refocusing. They are now a prominent blue .. an ocean blue, a deep blue. He smiles, or was it more of a smirk?
Jordan ~ Makaveli .. 'Don' .. I'm warning you now, as we have already. Watch your back, they have arrived .. and they are growing stronger ..
.. and his eyes close. They remained closed for a moment, and then when they open .. the entire mood in the room changes. They are once again murky, and now grey. The room is now cold .. damp .. disturbing .. and deathly.
Jordan ~ Her lip quivers as she looks into his eyes .. looking for love, for hope .. but all she finds is lust and sexual greed.
His hands grip the arms of the chairs tightly.
Jordan ~ She tries to stop him, but he won't. She begins to scream, a mixture of distress and ecstasy runs through her veins as he takes her slowly.
His eyes close tightly, gritting his teeth as he hisses his words past those diamonds set in his jaw.
Jordan ~ He breathes heavily, she bites her bottom lip as her blood rushes .. her heart beating faster and faster.
His eyes shoot open .. and they are blue once more. He looks down at the floor ..
Jordan ~ The curse took her ..
His eyes shift up to the camera but his head remains tipped to the floor. He raises his left eyebrow, smirking.
Jordan ~ .. as it will take you Makaveli. The curse is all evil ..
He now moves his head upward, smiling wildly.
Jordan ~ Are you ready?
---
The remedy,
the only way out,
has burned,
and blown away with the wind.
What will you do?
Nothing,
that's what.
Because you can't,
we are greater,
higher,
better,
than all of you.
Fuck you all,
every
last
damn
[glow=black,2,300]one. [/glow]
[Fin]
