Blog boy is a normal guy trying to make it in a world of temptation and work life and style over many style has he felt comfortable with skinny jeans shrits and dunks the hair was the most important thing fring with spikes at the back. Some timed back combed o well this I a typical normal. Guy who is bored of life and loves the drugs x normally acompanyed by a prophet and a man of wisdom which has turned out to be a good thing in this boys life he is free and with mates. So you know what I’ve got it the best
LOVELESS
Prologue (Poem)
When the war of the beasts brings about the world’s end
The goddess descends from the sky
Wings of light and dark spread afar
She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting
Act I (Poem)
Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess
We seek it thus, and take it to the sky
Ripples form on the water’s surface
The wandering soul knows no rest.
Act II (Poem)
There is no hate, only joy
For you are beloved by the goddess
Hero of the dawn, Healer of worlds
Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul
Pride is lost
Wings stripped away, the end is nigh
Act III (Poem)
My friend, do you fly away now?
To a world that abhors you and I?
All that awaits you is a somber morrow
No matter where the winds may blow
My friend, your desire
Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return
Act IV (Poem)
My friend, the fates are cruel
There are no dreams, no honor remains
The arrow has left the bow of the goddess
My soul, corrupted by vengeance
Hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey
In my own salvation
And your eternal slumber
Legend shall speak
Of sacrifice at world’s end
The wind sails over the water’s surface
Quietly, but surely
Act V (Poem)
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return
To become the dew that quenches the land
To spare the sands, the seas, the skies
I offer thee this silent sacrifice
is this a sign of bliss or temptaion cos no matter what i do
it always grabs me back in a circle of friends doing bottles
bongs spliffage the number of take aways
every pond spent on munch drink in a mates shed
smokinh the time away it feels like a mellow feeling
get coutched and listen to artist such as cypress hills tom waits
trances of different musci it may just be bliss or just away to escape
the thing is iwould not have it any other way i love getting lean assed
with my friends having a laugh so to you’s who dont like what we do
wither give it a try ot just deal with it we anit evil or scum we enjoy a smoke
is it so hard noy to streotype people cos they smoke ow druggys scum
nothing going for them fuck off me and my friend have loads going
a prophet a fine artist going on to uni a wise man born music producer
a beast born chef been college done all the classes believe me before
you make your judgement look at me and my pals and say we anit got
fuck going for us
ever since i split up with my long term otherhalf i have discorved alot
if im honest but the best thing ever was finding out my true mates my best mates
the ones who kept me from being indoors stopped me thinking fuck
stopped me from spiralling down hill in to old ways
got to give thanks to my boys ganja prophet chambers and just brad
there are many other but these boys have made me laugh and not let me stop and think about wat could of been thanks boys i owe u a life debt
you know what i really miss being at school i know when you leave your like
yes gone but it is true what they say you will miss it but just the fact
when you leave school you end up going college work u have to pay bills
and worry about jobs you end up stuck in a dead end job or a dead end relationship
see at school you didnt have these worries you got money when ever you like
have your mates and all you have to worry about is if you want to do your hair or not
see if i could turn back time i would happily live it all again and not regret a moment