Titanomachy

Please read this first.
And maybe this.

A stronger son I've always been

Among my brothers and my kin

Destined for power I've always known

Not sadden in who is to be overthrown

And dare that I may have to say

The Underworld is the only way

For he deserves what he has given

Thrown sons away to the darkest prison

So in my sins, I take no pride

But now my father is by my side

And a sickle, then, in mine other hand

Yet it is his life that they demand

And with no counteroffer of any worth

He will now regret even my day of birth

For he tyrants over all things that grow

My sisters, brothers, and all I know

So in ambush then I must plan to act

And once begun, I cannot retract

So a mournful echo and resounding ring

I found my weapon that I did swing

On the side of my father next to me

My joyful Mother, I see, sits happily

What once made my father fit to be

I cast it out now into the depths of the sea

And his blood does spill onto the earth

Bringing up strange creatures of new birth

Sighs in saddess, Mother falls to her knees

Regarding my choice of my first decrees

In banishing back to where once they were

She speaks of a time beknowst to her

"So as the son his Father overcame,

Your son too will conquer you to reign"

I've heard her cry so I shall prepare

To devour mine so that I have no heir

My wife then brings them as they are born

In doing so she has become torn

But today her cries has no saddened tone

How odd that this one tastes like stone...

Catalyst No More

is the way i live not enough for you?

is it an addiction to always try something new?

my life must seem so simple enough

not enough to be what is up to snuff

but was it something that i said

that made you bring these lies to bed

so what did I do?

what would you do?

what should I do?

so tell me, is the way things were before?

what you liked, when knocked out cold and on the floor

these habits made, i cant embrace

demons to me, is what you'd chase.

now these things all come to light

like a haunting killing me in the night

so what did I do?

what would you do?

what should I do?

and the look thats on your face

Is not simply something that i can easily erase

and this uneasy sadness in your tone

is something your lies do not condone

cause soon you'll find tuesday in the mail

and you may realize how fast this fell

so what did I do?

what did I do?

what did I do?

The Fight

It's as if the bells were rung

From the moment I came around

Because ever since I can remember

You knock me down to the ground

Not as if I don't deserve it

I never seem to learn

I get right back up swinging

My Foe is none of my concern

Though now I see its always You

And You always let me swing away

And every time I hit the floor

Until things appear to go my way

This time, You've packed Your punch

You've knocked me completely off my feet

When I thought things were going my way

I taste the blood from missing teeth

I've fought You in all to destruction

I brought it on myself single handedly

I'm knocked out, bent, and broken

My life is sustained only through mercy

What a dull spectrum I am

What a murky creature I've become

How many ways I disrespect Your name

So many offenses cannot be undone

And in the midst of it all, You're here

Standing over me in a weeping stare

I know it though I still continue

You are faithful, though it's unfair

I am dying out on this open ground

Crawling, swinging, bleeding out

Why am I so stubborn against no foe

I am a foolish child beyond all doubt

What a sorry creature I must be

A broken life with a hopeful soul

Only Your essence can correct

Giving life as age into ages roll

I am broken and surrendered!

Bring me to tears and to my knees

Let Your power crash my foundation

Transform me into what You please

Your patience paralyzes my everything 

I'm embarrassed of decisions I've made

Then You take me out of the shadows

And remind me my debt is already paid

My time remaining is simply slipping

And I am purely and utterly next to nothing

So come and save me from myself

Remind me that only then am I anything.

Hollow Council.

Old man of words;

Speak to me.

Tell me of things I have not seen.

Your eyes cast in sorrow,

Filled with tears

For a world that will never be clean.

Nothing left for tomorrow.

Old man of wisdom;

Educate me.

Tell me of theories I'd never conceive.

Your brow is tired of thinking,

Wrought with concepts

From dreary lessons you hate to believe.

Simply tired of teaching.

Old man of  visions;

Enlighten me.

Tell me of places I will never see.

Your feet are worn from travel,

Dark with soil

From numerous journeys of mystery.

Nothing left to marvel.

Old man of power;

Strengthen me.

Tell me of battles I could not weather.

Your body scarred from war,

Red with blood

From enemies darkened by terror.

Survival is never sure.

Old men of counsel;

Listen now to me.

I tell you of someone you've forgot.

Her lesson drenched in joy,

Filled with hope

For those who give her voice a shot.

Nothing about her is coy.

Oh lady of love;

Adore us again.

Help us find the gift we cannot grow.

Your heart unconditionally steady

Filled with anticipation

To make us happier than we'll ever know.

Happier and ever ready.