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	Wild Nights, Hot and Crazy Days.
	Wild Nights, Hot and Crazy Days.

	At Ease
	At Ease


Kaleidoscope of love Ophidians dance as the shifting occurs We are stars and electric animals Nurtured by the mothers of prostitutes! Floating in a Mushroom Universe Swimming in a sea of Cyclostomes And as we surface into the Tide You open up and I come inside! And as the world spins 'round and round We fornicate upon the cotton clouds That rain down sulfur smiles Upon the children at play In the poppy fields Sinking for what seems like Forever Like Atlantis into the Sea To forget the shore and wash away Wash away my memory I must be in Limbo Cause Purgatory's always Felt just like home! Inside the moon Lives the High Priest Of the Mushroom Cult! Upon the Altar Are the ashes Of the Pharisees! I've sold my soul Sold my soul Soul my soul away I'm free of guilt Free of sin Free of everything! Count Kentaro · Mon Jun 25, 2007 @ 08:00pm · 0 Comments

	Cinderella Man
	Cinderella Man


Living on a lighted stage Approaches the unreal For those who think and feel In touch with some reality Beyond the gilded cage Cast in this unlikely role, Ill-equipped to act With insufficient tact One must put up barriers To keep oneself intact Living in the limelight The universal dream For those who wish to seem Those who wish to be Must put aside the alienation Get on with the fascination The real relation The underlying theme Living in a fisheye lens Caught in the camera eye I have no heart to lie I cant pretend a stranger Is a long-awaited friend All the worlds indeed a stage And we are merely players Performers and portrayers Each anothers audience Outside the gilded cage Count Kentaro · Sun Apr 29, 2007 @ 04:39am · 0 Comments

	Paradise Lost
	Paradise Lost


He Walks up to the alter And rips open the mirror If everyone has an angel why was his relection in a casket Count Kentaro · Fri Apr 27, 2007 @ 04:17am · 0 Comments

	Stray Dog Strut
	Stray Dog Strut


They call it the stray dog strut Doing everything by halves... got a real flare for excuses. Meeting someone at the bar... where loose ends still have uses. Though it's complicated... this time, I think it could be. Triangulated, it could be just what we need... So what you say... we give it up and walk away? We're overrated, anyway. We're kissing without kissing... got it down to a fine art. Love's supposed to keep you young and frisky; we grew up and wide apart. Not now, not ever, no... it's never a good time. How will the good times ever roll along? Comparing photos that are no longer there. Just wondering...wondering...where it all went. Nothing to salvage, anyway. Count Kentaro · Sun Apr 01, 2007 @ 06:11am · 0 Comments

	Farewell
	Farewell


Let's take a blast to the moon baby I sit around wishing you well how I'm craving you, yeah! Every time I'm near you I always wanna swallow you down I'll be right here if ya' need me In my life, I'll need you here, don't ask why I'll never disappear why is it everyday that I feel the pain? Let's take a trip to the stars far away where were you when I was down? Staring into the dead my pain is caused by my pleasure my soul mate lives in your body I can't get you out of my head It never goes away In my life I'll need you here, don't ask why I'll never disappear In your eyes you can bid me farwell but don't ever try to understand the situation why is it everyday that I feel the pain? It always comes when I least expect it when I'm looking for love always seem to be regretting it Why is it everyday that I feel the pain? Count Kentaro · Sun Apr 01, 2007 @ 05:57am · 0 Comments

	V For Vendetta
	V For Vendetta


This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is it vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished, as the once vital voice of the verisimilitude now venerates what they once vilified. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin van-guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose vis-à-vis an introduction, and so it is my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V. Count Kentaro · Mon Mar 05, 2007 @ 06:06am · 2 Comments

	Sobre Plumas de Hierro
	Sobre Plumas de Hierro


No man Can wear one face to himself, And another to the Multitude Without Finally Getting Bewildered As To Which May Be True Count Kentaro · Fri Feb 02, 2007 @ 02:52am · 0 Comments

	Above The Winter Moonlight
	Above The Winter Moonlight


Here we are far beyond the distant sky We've seen all the world and how the story will be over Through the snow and tainted mountains we have climbed Now we have found the light that guides us over Through the fallen rain we travelled far and wide And through the blackest darkness Stars above shining bright Through the sun and winter rain we'll fall All our lives we have been waiting for a sound to call We're walking hand in hand in dreams and endless time How do we know when we will leave this life behind? Staring life through eyes of mine to hate the fear and the pain There's a feeling held deep inside - the life you live is in vain Fly away down the lonely roads of yesterday Close your eyes to see the light of latter days And all the memory that time can never heal With the trail of broken hearts flying free Once again we walk this lonely road There are times that we are wading through the rain and cold We're lost in memories of what we left behind Relive the dreams, the endless screams of pain inside Lives are filled with emptiness The fear returned once again Searching endlessly now we will see Drown your mind in the pain The last temptation will be all that's left for me Count Kentaro · Tue Jan 16, 2007 @ 12:53am · 1 Comments


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