Nefers' Journal: Catastrophe 1I will cause three catastrophes, one for waking, one for lasting, and one for rebirth.The first was Borki, ahh, the cold morning air, the soldiers, the waiting...Then the train, and once I saw it, I knew I would destroy it, I knew I could not stop myself...It held our "beloved" Tsar, oh how he begged for his life, all that muscle, wealth and power was nothing to me, and so he ended, crying, on his knees, as our country had been.The second was Tunguska, where my blood and mind became one, so that I may now write with another mans hand.Apparently he's quite a poet, oh my little Siwain, how useful you have been, and still will be to me.I wonder if you can still see the wonders that we have achieved?The third, ah, it is yet to come. For like some sow seeds, I've let my blood flow free.To all whom are willing, and to all whom are of use.The vessels are now moving, they're soon in position.And the world will submit in agony as my fire consumes it, and all shall know the name...Nef
Mines and WinesA million minesunder the snowIt's a new wayto fight this warAnd when it all meltsit'll blow awayAs fast as timewhen you're having funHells' yeswe'll go out with a showFireworks and aBig bad boom!The kind of thingsmoving insideOn the edge of my mindit's a dark and evil placeIn which I cause only painDeath and destructionthere, it's my gameMy rules, my flailout of controlIsn't it beautiful?The red stain on the floorAn ancient wineblood red chimeA taste refinedby the hand of timeThis all sounds seriousSo let me reassureThat it's allin good fununtil someone diesHells' yesI said that like a threatGive me some powerI'll show you dead!The kind of thingsmoving insideOn the edge of my mindit's a dark and evil placeIn which I cause only painDeath and destructionthere, it's my gameMy rules, my flailout of controlIsn't it beautiful?The red stain on the floorI don't know whyI fantasize aboutmurder and crimeI guess I'm justa villain insideFilling m
A boyThere was once a boybut now he's no moreDeath has taken himand he rests no moreFor the flame of hellhave reached his floorAnd the fires of heavenare just right aboveBut no, I'm still hereA shadow in the darknessbut in the lightning I see clearand this blaze won't illuminatesomeone like how I feelThere was once a girlbut now she's foreverLife cast her outshe gripped onto a branchFrom the afterlifeshe received an eternal banAnd then there he stoodas dark as the abyssSo yes, I'm still hereA shadow in the darknessbut in the lightning I see clearand this blaze will never illuminatesomeone like how we used to beThere was once a couplea boy and a girlHe was a demonthat a mighty force wanted coiledShe was but mortalbut she still tried to save himSome things are not to play withshe never learned those thingsBut yes, they're still hereA shadow in the darknessbut in the lightning so clearand this blaze is not to illuminatesomeone who cannot understandWhy the
WaitingI've heard so many phrasesabout waitingLike the questionof the waiting unknownWho are they?And what do they wait for?I've heard so many phrasesabout waitingLike how some saythey can wait foreverUntil the end of timeThey'd wait if they had toI've heard so many phrasesabout waitingLike if you waitfor something goodThen you waitAnd it'll never be for too longWriting isn't something you doto pass the timethat would be cruelto you, yourself and IFor I wait for youall the timeUntil I see youI'm not at all fineI'm longing,loving you,from afarOne day I'll cross the oceanand hold you in my armsTravel back in timeto make you mine
Musings of a snow mindThere are days when the snowOutside my windowSeems to fallOn the inside of my eyesAnd on those daysI just wanna pass byBut then I think of thisThe one thing keeping me hereSomeone that let my words flowOr rather make them soI cannot resist it at allThe touch of my museTravels along the floorUp my spinal cordAnd it strings a tone, an accordGives birth to a new song, a poemone of those written child of mineAnd one of these daysI'll mix myself a drinkA Molotov "to-go"Against the snow in sightAnd on that dayI'll make a flamethrowerJust to throw it all awayBut there's one I cannot shoveNot that I'd ever want to do soIt's a touch beyond flesh and bloodI cannot resist it at allThe touch of my museTravels along the floorUp my spinal cordAnd it strings a tone, an accordGives birth to a new song, a poemone of those written child of mineA flame to turn the flakes into dustAnd all the ice turns to rustAnd there's no slipping hereOnly an edge and blessed falling
A muse, steps in the maze, lieA museAmusingA muse singsAnd then what?A stepA steedA step uprightAnd then what?A mazeAmazementAmazing pathAnd when where?A lieA lifeAlive nowAnd then behind?
Winter 'Wonder'LandOh this winter wonderlandwith a "wonder" as in that of"I wonder if this will ever end"And my brothers turn sickOne after the otherOne's nose is running to no endAnother got a coughThat could kill someone weakHe stays alive because he canMyself I've caught a coldThat makes my nose bleedLike if it was a tap for bloodSo surely this is a time of evilIt's not the best one of the clockBut it beats wasting time alone
SlipLeaving it all behindnothing, I take with meLeaving all I havefor an hour of beautiful weatherRelease me, I want outI feel as if I have a feverRelease me, release me nowyou're breaking my clothingYou'd like to slip like I doThink of being so slimThink of going so straightThink of being so cool...Thoughts freeze in placeI'm running as fast as I canYou can lie behinduntil the tears have driedI leave everything behindtoo get a little closerI leave everything behindfor a minute of warmthYou'd like to slip like I doThink of being so slimThink of going so straightThink of being so cool...You'd like to slip like I do...
RouletteDress warmDress correctfor this winter will belike a russian rouletteSome standSome fallfor this wind will blowand erase us allEscape onceEscape twicefate still has youtrapped in a viceSimply luckSimply causeit doesn't matterthere's still a lawDress downDress upit doesn't matter muchthe end's still abrupt