You, a chicken, can't very much fly
This seems to bother you very much, but there's no need to cry
You can calm down now, I'll explain why
For every bird that's in the sky
There's one too, that cannot fly
For grounded chickens can never soar
And tired eagles rest wings so sore
All lone parrots stay still to their cold cage
And old owls wear too weary in their old age
Baby chicks cannot fly from the nest of a tree
And silly old penguins can only glide in the sea
But for every bird that lacks the sky
There's a dream to one day lift and take off high
For one day you will find that you the chicken may fly, much higher than the clouds
As com
My enemy has no limit by Sage-Genocide, literature
Literature
My enemy has no limit
Countless deaths rest upon my shoulders.
Has this no stop?
Death after death, will they ever give up?
Day and night we fight.
They do not cease coming.
Should I go to the battle today?
Should I have the blood of hundreds more on my hands today than yesterday?
Why are the seas angry at me?
Why do waves crash and into me and toss me about?
Is it not the seas that are angry at me?
Perhaps the wind or the weather or maybe the fish?
Why would they hate me so much?
And the sky
Is it angry at me aswell?
Giving me the extent of it's wrath
Harsh rain and dark clouds
But why? Did I do something to the sea and the sky?
Can I not just fish in peace?
You, a chicken, can't very much fly
This seems to bother you very much, but there's no need to cry
You can calm down now, I'll explain why
For every bird that's in the sky
There's one too, that cannot fly
For grounded chickens can never soar
And tired eagles rest wings so sore
All lone parrots stay still to their cold cage
And old owls wear too weary in their old age
Baby chicks cannot fly from the nest of a tree
And silly old penguins can only glide in the sea
But for every bird that lacks the sky
There's a dream to one day lift and take off high
For one day you will find that you the chicken may fly, much higher than the clouds
As com
My enemy has no limit by Sage-Genocide, literature
Literature
My enemy has no limit
Countless deaths rest upon my shoulders.
Has this no stop?
Death after death, will they ever give up?
Day and night we fight.
They do not cease coming.
Should I go to the battle today?
Should I have the blood of hundreds more on my hands today than yesterday?
Why are the seas angry at me?
Why do waves crash and into me and toss me about?
Is it not the seas that are angry at me?
Perhaps the wind or the weather or maybe the fish?
Why would they hate me so much?
And the sky
Is it angry at me aswell?
Giving me the extent of it's wrath
Harsh rain and dark clouds
But why? Did I do something to the sea and the sky?
Can I not just fish in peace?
I am of a rather young age yet that does not limit my capabilities to create masterpieces. I try my best to think of things most people don't see regularly and to expand people's artistic veiw points.
Favourite Visual Artist
none
Favourite Movies
gladiator
Favourite TV Shows
my wife and kids
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
muse
Favourite Books
garfield,
Favourite Writers
shiro amano
Favourite Games
kingdom hearts, final fantasy little big planet, halo, c.o.d.