Generally speaking I'm a mess
Generally speaking I like your broom
Maybe I'll buy a dust pan instead of a dress
And maybe you'll sweep me across the room


Think Burn me up inside your fireThink by ~beculetzi
I'm the darkness you're the flame
If we fall inside each other
I will be the one to blame
Cast your spell of warmth upon me
I'll give hatred in return
If you choose to find your freedom
I will be the one to burn


My name is 9 The red of your breath has got me all tangled upMy name is 9 by ~beculetzi
I'm trying so hard to discover all the roads on your map
My dream has succumbed under the heat of your touch
Maybe it's time to forget that the old wounds hurt so much
Because of you I now hold time in the palm of my hand
And maybe in return the broken circle will help you mend
So just keep reshaping worlds to your desire
And I'll try keeping the future from catching fire


The wolf and the moth Can I call you dancing wolf? 'cause that's how you howl trough my mind…The wolf and the moth by ~beculetzi
Though I have to admit I have never seen one of your kind…
I must say that I am intrigued by the fire you breathe
And even though I might regret it I am curious as where and how you feed
The difficulty of this situation lies in the fact
That my mind and body have not reached an agreement on how to react
There is no doubt that your eyes burn me every time they pass by
And every cell of my body trembles when you let out your war cry
Still I find myself revolving around you
Like if I would spin enough times I would see inside the cobalt blue
Even my ear


The two gone The darkness inside me is made of fireThe two gone by ~beculetzi
Of red ruby stains caught on your barbed wire
The lies I once harbored have spilled out so fast
This time there's no route of escape from the past
The darkness inside me always shines so bright
Keeping it in it's such an exhausting fight
Sometimes this dusty old exterior cracks
And shows fear behind these well-rehearsed acts
The darkness inside me is all I have left
Besides disappointment, pain and petty theft
I managed to steal all you might have become
There is no number that hurts as much as one
The darkness inside me is filled up with holes
There is now nothing left where once