A Little Welcome Note.

Dear Reader,

I assure you I have not started writing again. These songs were written long ago and have nothing whatsoever to do with Beatrice (from the sister blog http://lycansandpride.blogspot.com/)

Tranquil, SidG and I decided to form a band. Influenced by My Chemical Romance and Misfits from my side. Marilyn Manson from Tranquil's and SidG doesn't care as long as he can play his guitar. Our Vocals are to be contrasted a lot (I sing as bad as I write). And the instruments and their users are to go crazy like they already are. Crazy, by the way is cool for me.

The Members :-
Tranquil - Bass
SidG - Lead Guitar
Esh Dec In - Vocals
....... - Drums

*We are yet to find a drummer who'd play the misery we plan to perform.

With all due respect,
Esh Dec In

Alive or Dead It’s the Same Thing

I’ve held on too long
Still it’s far from what I deserve
Through the rise and fall I’ve been there all along
Time & time again I sacrifice
What to me should have belonged?
If it stays like this forever
What the fuck is this life for?

I’m just a slave to my crave
Am just too above from what they say
And as my love on a platter lay
To be refused once again

Cyanide flowing through my veins
And as it reaches my heart
For the last time could I see your pretty face
Ephedrine rushing to the centre
Crying out in vain
“Take it out or just wear pretty lace”

And when I’m gone you’ll be a contusion on my grave
The funeral jag I wish for you to come along not lag
Behind, we’d be together forever
Dead better than asleep ever, my love
Alive I never had a trust
I’ll never make you cry now, fill another cup with that liquid
You screeched “You ain't no friend of mine!
For what you’ve done, pay the price!
So let me be and go die..”

I’ve been naïve to what you say
It ends with me having to go away
And for my dying wish
How about washing my lips away.

Cyanide flowing through my veins
And as it reaches my heart
For the last time could I see your pretty face
Ephedrine rushing to the centre
Crying out in vain
“Take it out or just wear pretty lace” [X2]

Still don’t get it? I love you more every time
Now leave me alone so I can sleep and die, die ,die…(fades)

Don't I Look Pretty In The Coffin?

Haha! I’m gone forever now
So how does it feel not be loved no more
Come forth, in all you glory
Relate the story wearing that black dress you own
Don’t lie or hide over my grave
Where were could when I could be saved
Huh? Vocal chords down now?
What’s with that frown now?
I did enough to earn the halo
Does me dead make you mellow, girl?

Even if a genie chanced upon you bearing the wishes
I won’t be coming back; I’ll still sleep with the fishes
Isn’t there more important stuff in your life?
The whole world wanting to make you their life
But the ass has already taken your life

Don’t I look better in the wood?
Markers graffiting where I once stood
You are the last person who would
Drop flowers on the coffin when you could

What say about the mess you’ve made?
You care? Then you’ve got the whole firing squad to slay
The one to give the order, start with yourself
You’ll be hanged as a trophy next to the shelf
Happy? Or do demand more respect
Fine! They’ll lay you next to me. Isn’t that the best!

Dried flowers lie on my grave, too good?
If you can’t then sure I would
Dig a path to your grave for another look
Stare at that beautiful face dead!

Screw The Title

I'm shot, I'm hurt. I'll never be what you want neither will I get what I want. So, let's leave it here and you live your life while I live mine.

It's so easy for you to forget and then barge back
And then expect me to be the same from were you left at
The would inflicted doesn't just flake and heal
It's get more poigant with the Botulism I breathe
Be happy it's just at inhaling right now
I should have left some to end your so called 'sorrows'
Leave me out of your crap. I'm not me no more
After all this time what's with now, you whore

I'm a fake, the way I was with you
I'm a fake, there's nothing you could do
I'm a fake, that's why I'm in this muck
I'm a fake, and you an unwanted fuck

Now that you're back what is it that you want
Coz' that's the only time i mangaed to get a call
I'm sure I'm to do another ' favour'
But no bitch, you're not talking to him anymore
Ha! It's time to search another prey
Who you'll devour and later throw away
Acceptance will not come, but it was a game you played
To get what you wanted
And then leave the fray
I'll now spill it all out if I may

I'm a fake, a big one that too
I'm a fake, just one of the two
I'm a fake, it's just my luck
I'm a fake, and you an unwanted fuck

Do what it takes to survive
From the type like you..

You, The Venom & I

My words will never be enough
Not that I want them to be anymore
But before we go
Wherever my new self takes us
I wanted to say I'll remeber you

Coz' it's you why I am what I've become
And I love it better here than in the chanceless land
And as I go I wanted to tell you
Thank you for the venom..

What do we relate to Pyridine, happiness now obviously
Drunk & step over by my ownself, commanding a solution
Do you not ever feel for what you did, NO conscience or what?

Now as I lay on the floor
Bleeding and kneeling before what I ingnored
I realise it wasn't worth what all I lost
There is still a lot of time you still owe
But I did learn something from you
So, Thank you for the venom..

So, is the door now always closed?
Am I yet strong enough to let you go
You say you liked me better before
But do I really deserve to go through it again?
And as I dig up my old bones
I hope not you of all, over again
Whatever happened to the life I owned
And as these living dead bloodsuckers walk the Earth
Trying to get hold of my miserable soul

Godd-bye again
Though this time I hope it's to stay
And now accept my
Thank you for the Venom

Thank you for the venom!!
Thank you for the venom....(fades)

First Martial Me, Then Crash Me.

Why? Why?
Why do you always get your conscience to enter the fray?
Why do let your guilt drown you away?
You realized and got it back for a while
Then he murdered what it was coz' what he became told him to
Why does it reflect on you still?

You're the reason I'm held back yet
If it weren't I would have ripped him apart
And drank his blood as well
Or just leave him on the edge
Puking his guts out, dirtying the cathedral steps
Aye! No respite. But even fantasising....
...Is a bit too much for you

Isn't it high time that I'm brought to ground, literally
What you say scabs me deep
Deeper than what you think or possibly imagine it to be
But, what can I do?
I wish I could express my care in better ways
But this is the only way I know of

I'm no sissy who'll get beaten and thrown
Even if they manage to make me spit out my blood
I'l suck it in, and give em' their life's biggest fuck
I know I'm nothing at all, I'm sure you know more than me
But this is not what I can't take care of.

If it's like this then anyone can take me out
Coz' owing to this wonderful lady
I'm not allowed..