As the Clear Crystal Cold Caresses My Soul

Every Guy's Fantasy Came True In This Video

A still from the video

It's no secret we're close
As sweaty velcro
Like latex, fur and feathers
Now

In their '62 Vette
Sharing one cigarette
in a black light trance then
Go go dance
Then
Go go trance
Then

They keep me warm on cold nights
We must be quite a sight
In our meat triangle
All tangled
Wow

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KgkBWZXVLyk

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TY to Trench for this email & poem sent to the blog:


First I want to express my condolences. While the world has lost Peter I
know how hard it can be for a family to deal with such a loss.

I've been listening to Type O since I was in my mid 20s. I'm 42 now. I
was never the type to follow them from club to club and I only got to
see them once and that was in North Carolina of all places. However I
suffered from depression for the longest time and I when I heard Pete's
lyrics the depression didn't seem as bad as it did knowing that a talent
like him had similar doubts and fears.

I constantly thought of suicide but instead of taking my own life I
decided to put pen to paper as many people who suffer from depression do
and I banged out a few lyrics or poems, depending what you want to call
them.

The one I'm going to show you was heavily inspired by Type O Negative. I
had wished that if I ever got the chance to meet Peter that I could get
his critique on it even if he hated it.

Thank you for your time.

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“Dark River”

October leaves fall dead upon the water
Bitter stench of romance in the air
Shadows offer me no refuge
Just my black cross to bear
The great sadness sickens me
Heed the dark river water’s call
Breaking through the glass surface
Off the banks of the river I fall

Fall backwards into the water
In a frozen crucifix pose
Too late for me to turn the tide
This is the liquid fate I chose
I can no longer fathom my existence
As the clear crystal cold caresses my soul
My eyes close as I lose sight of the surface
Open my mouth and let the water take its toll

Come to rest as my body reaches the bottom
Sink softly into the rivers sand
Death’s kiss is fresh upon my lips
Then she takes me gently by the hand
My body looks so peaceful as I leave
Crests of the river begin to swell
Death gives me one last embrace
As I begin my descent into hell

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Thanks to Jana for submitting this poem that reminds her of Autumn:

ALL HALLOWS EVE

The air is warm – it`s the breath of autumn

Falling leaves is dancing through the streets

A colourful death – year is dying

Farewell my God

I won`t crying

I visit some graves

Send a flower-greeting

And turn on a light (might the way less dark for the night)

Every year is one more

So am I get older every hour

One day to get none is my fear.

The day is filled with orange

Nature presents their best dress

Hear a soft knocking at this days door

Let the ghosts of the past in my floor

The evening sun send thoughs of thus what will come

Burning candles all over and the pumkin grin

The horrible nightmare will soon begin

Invite the dead ones – those who were gone

Like every new year I will run out in grief

This is my day- it is All hallows Eve.