Friday 24 February 2012

The Howl Within The Woods Pt 2: A Gift From The Devil


If only you could see
Touch my fur Alpha
Feel the marks that appear on my frame
Feel the frame that holds the ugly picture of regret within
Take pleasure in knowing you will not suffer the same fate
He wrote your story listen to my voice now
Listen to my voice as I give you directions to your last page
Take the pen as you’re in charge of your last chapter
The amount of times you have been written off doesn't matter
It’s time for you to take charge on the arctic stage
The harsh reality of life is some see life as a performance
People within society always strive to take centre stage
They always find new innovative ways
Innovative ways to rant and rave
My home is here I'm here to stay
I need you to emerge from the midst of the flames
Arise from the flames filled with wolf roars
I was once a king among men now I'm a lost cause
I was once a member of a wolf pack just like you
Now I walk alone within the flames with my heart torn
Why does everyone think I have been left scorned?
I tried to put things right many times
I have climbed the cliffs for centuries
For centuries for a chance to explain
But who do you think halted me?
Who do you think crushed my wolf paws?
Who do you think made sure they filed my wolf claws?
I have been labelled a widespread pandemic
A disease without cure
Why does the world with every doctor's diagnosis seem so assured?
The shepherds assure the sheep everything will be alright
They move in line to the slaughter in a herd
Something tells me you’re different
Arise to hear the teary howls as you’re missed
I even cry sometimes
Who do think formed the river of sticks?
I cry sometimes over the miscalculated risk I choose to commit
I don't cry all the time
Sometimes I sit in frustration on the floor
Sit in frustration clawing out the holy pages
You must learn you can’t play by the book all the time
As I tear the pages I long for forgiveness
Forgiveness is the only thought that runs through this mind of mine
I have taken my place within the woods
The branches act as chains
I was the Mystic wood's first slave
I was left alone without a slave master
I giving you a chance to become the first returning Marta
It’s time to get up Alpha and bathe in the river of sticks
Bathe in the river of sticks to wash the blood away
Heal your remaining wounds and howl in the water
Alpha show me how deep your passion for survival goes
Hold your head high this time
Hold it higher than mine could ever go
I recognize people find too easy to blame me
Even you Alpha have found it too easy to hate me
I have watched you from the shadows before
Your pain beneath the fur was for all to see
Disregard how the media portrays me
When the world loses one of its sons
They blame me
They say I'm the one who introduced the world to the guns
To think I'm the one they think
I'm the one they think supplied their sons with a gun license
I can’t dwell on this
Alpha you have a shot at being a living legend so arise kid
Without your eyes you’re still as carnivorous as always
They wish they could have seen the world through your eyes
The opportunity in front of you
I bet they could never have visualized this
They write me out of the history books
I have the howl that never was
Arise Alpha as you have a howl with a cause
My parting gift to you is my eyes
My eyes are now yours



The Howl Within The Woods Pt 1: Forest Fire

Your fall was your shield
  It shielded you away from the public eye
 Wake up to face the darkness
 To face darkness as they have blinded thee
The name Alpha will live long in the memory
It will stand the test of time alongside the trees
It will be echoed through the trees like a melody
Rise to the sound of my voice within the mystic woods
The fallen barked a lot 
They never bit like you could  
Show me your fangs Alpha
If only they would
They are scared to speak
Maybe their tongues are with the girl in the hood
This isn't the end Alpha
This isn't the end of your journey
I'm giving you a chance for revenge
You still have a lot to learn
So your bitter end I have chosen to suspend
You will have a chance for vengeance
I have the powers within my head to raise the dead
I have awoken you prematurely from your slumber Alpha
Show me some gratitude as I have healed your wounds
I have healed your wounds
I have put you on the mend
Feel the flames breeze as the pain leaves
Let the pain float up through the trees
The bears have robbed you of your sight
But let your mind see
Open your mind and use it as your sight
Let your mind by your third eye
Let your mind be your guide
Wade in the river of sticks
Let the dead guide your blind eyes
O what big eyes you once had Alpha
 You’re in no need of an reminder
Plus this isn't a time for nursery rhymes
Let the darkness pacify your tears
As your last howls were very infantile
Let me assure you your pain won’t last
Let your idle mind get wild
Listen to the voice of the world’s most notorious outcast
I have the name everyone tries to forget
I wish for new identity sometimes
I have had many names over the centuries
The funny thing is there's no mistaking my true identity 
I have found time within my time here 
Found time to have my very own crisis of identity
I've learnt to hide my true self behind a crimson mask
The crimson mask gives me a chance to forget
A chance to forget the events of the not so distant past
Let your tainted eyes act as your mask
My advice to though don't try forgetting your past
Most people do
 As they claim their lives have been so hard
Use the darkness to mask you away from the bloodshed
The bloodshed that would pull at heart strings
In the darkness string your thoughts together
String your thoughts together using your mind as a harp
The harp will play its bitter sweet melody
Reach for me with your fears
 I will hold you in my grasp
But your mind needs to grasp
My name is the name they call in vain
The name they call in vain
when they decide to repent
Remember I have the name
That sends shivers down spines
The name that
Shivers spines makes shoulders shudder and turns heads
I have the name that bares weight on most wolves’ chests
I'm the one the world blames when underage girls open their legs 
Free will exists in the world but they blame me
They blame me for all the world’s unexplained deaths
The growls tell me even the wolves hate me
They probably think I'm the one that supplied the story
Supplied the story with the little girl Red
I know you even hate me
You probably hold me responsible for your mind seeing red
I think you should know
Your eyes still lay on the snow
The snow where all the wolves bled
I need you to open your mind on your journey
I need you to open your mind as wide as can be
As everything in this world Alpha isn't plain to see
Ironically there in the dark and you’re the one that can’t see
 I was with you when you howled to the moons
I was with you when you howled to the seas
I was present when you had your inner demons
Who do you ensured you locked your mind and snapped the key
Most things will come as a surprise to believe
Please believe in me
Please believe I stand in front of thee
I Stand in front of you with wolf fangs, wolf claws and wolf horns
I giving you a contract of redemption without a bidding clause
Unfortunately you cant see the fallen beast in front of thee
The fallen beast in front of thee filled with regret
My eyes are the eyes filled with regret








Wednesday 15 February 2012

Remember The Lycan's Part 2: The Last Meeting with Alpha...



We stood firm no one looked around
Nobody was running
 The battle commenced
We puffed out our chests
The team of approximately three hundred
It takes a man to stand firm
So that means only the children will run then
The children within this world listen to voices
To voices that say they can run the world
They need to realize they can’t run the world with their premature baby legs
They need to walk before they can run
Thoughts ran through this mind of mine
Similar to how the wind from the arctic ran through my lungs
The wolf pack saw the enemy
The approaching polar bears came by the tons
The Wolf pack felt the elements
Felt the snow beneath their feet
I told them feel the elements await till they come
Their coming with their claws raised
Their coming with their eyes filled with hate
The fight was destined to happen
With each paw we threw it was guided by fate
I told them embrace every scratch you may receive
Strike back with the father’s grace
I could tell who the leader of the bears was
I could see it in his face
Cockiness from someone’s face speaks volumes
The howls in the wind that was our battle tune  
We threw every punch in line, in time, in two's
I told them wolf pack lets perfect our arts
Let’s keep our smarts
An error of judgement and I lost my smarts
I climbed to a ledge
As I thought the battlefield had no room
Me and the bear stood over everybody
One of us entered our tombs
Fuck the wealth the riches and the bitches
This is no story of Tutankhamen
The battle raged on
The battle of supremacy was our song
The last note that was heard was a howl at the moon
I howled out give me wings father I've made a fatal move
Love me father I've made a fatal move
Wolf pack guide me I've made a fatal move
She wolf guide me as I've made a fatal move
I'm falling father
I'm fell to the pits of hell with my eyes enraged
The anger within me I've accepted it’s here to stay
I now eternally walk in the pits of hell
Trapped
Trapped in hell's cage
The return to the middle ground I will find a way
The epic tale of my life is over
As I fell the wolves ears pointed up
They howled as they rose on their hind legs
I had broken from the glass my pain finally over
The battle will be remembered as the clash of the titans
As I fell I hoped the winds caught me
The winds were afraid
Maybe it was the black eyes and the wolf fangs of a Lycan
The scene reminiscent of the falling Icarus
As I enter hell I’m proud to say remember the Lycan's
Dante was wrong to label one of our very own as meager
Dante was right when stating we live in time of false and lying God's
I regard a Lycan to be more than a mere mortal
I hope I've left a legacy which allow my thoughts to be immortal  


  

Remember The Lycan's Part 1: Wolfpack




Sometimes if I listen close enough
I can even hear the winds change
If I listen close enough to the wind
If I listen close enough
I can hear the wolf brothers howling in pain
I'm getting old in the arctic
Like the skies above my furs turning grey
I'm getting old as my youth departs
The tale of the wolves has been a coming of age
I arise out of captivity
I arise out the cage
The beast is back
Just in time to leave his mark on the last lines of the page
It’s a mark of a brand new dawn
I sit on the icy bank alone to reflect
I sit thinking about the old and the new days
As I'm sitting I think to myself how shits changed
What’s the reason why the world never remains the same
It’s an attempt to break away from the past
I attempt to change the modern day ever present conventions
My minds in the dark I'm in the need of my own intervention
Sometimes the inventor of ideas has remorse for his invention
I need to switch off from the tainted vision of the world
The distant howls in the wind tell me the worlds filled with hate
What I just said is not no new news mate
Sometimes I question in the confines of my head
How can be my very own muse mate?
I question how do I keep going
I question if it’s possible to amuse my own mind state
Father deliver me from the darkness of my mind
Raise my head to skies
Spread my wings to allow me to ascend
In reality wolves can’t fly
So I'm not looking to transcend
Transcending beyond your own means
Can lead you to a bitter end
Faustus never took heed of Mephistopheles
Something tells me he’s in hell seeking revenge
As carnivorous as I might appear I have to admit
I have to admit sometimes I lose my appetite
I lose my appetite I Physically stop chasing the rabbit 
The rabbit that stands in front of me and taunts me
Truthfully I can’t be bothered to chase
Every past conquest seems to stare me in the face
My papa wolf once gave me the directions to the rabbit hole
I was the one he loved I jumped in without questioning
I wanted to see how deep the rabbit hole goes
I was sucked into a vortex
I was given a choice to see red or blue
My choice nobody knows
The choice I made nobody knows
After the choice I made though
It feels like I'm withering away
I'm withering away in the winds my spirits away
There was a wolf faced dragon of legend
I want the pain to follow suit and fly away
Let’s take my mind out of the skies
My mind needs to realize it’s time to take its place in reality 
My minds filled with the famous images of red
Its seems no one else is mad but me
I gain motivation from the wolf army around me
The divine drive of my wolves astound me
A dark wolf with a big smile once told me
When the worlds locked find the inner strength to find a key
When you find the key there's a cage
You can set the almighty God free
Another wolf of mine has got a set of white gold fangs
Smallest of the bunch but ruthless is he
Packs a mean bite let me introduce you to Kangs
He has the pride of a lion
He has the roar of a lion
The inner pain released in the power of his wolf jab
The next comrade I would like to introduce you to
He’s a pretty motherfucker with a humble heart
Seems I've been listening to too much of the Harlem wolf Asap 
He sat amazed and dazed one day in the mist
Enchanted by the panthers
I really wasn't supposed to parade that
Pretty as he may seem he packs a mean wolf paw
Which he has combined with the might of the cat's claw
It’s easy to believe he’s learnt a lot from the cats
I know big bad wolves out there some the size as buffalo's
They move in silence knowing what’s really real in front of them
With only a twitch from the nose
One of whom told me use life as a gymnasium
He said you need to attain knowledge
Alpha get your weight up
Massive as he may be I growled back
Mate just work on getting your cake up
He growled back if knowledge is power
You truthfully don't weigh enough
The four stand strong
All the words in the world can’t describe the love I have for them
Words their isn’t enough
There are more wolves within my journey
Romulus and Remus are working on the clothing
Clothing to cloth all the sheep
It will mark a new common age a chance to cloth the meek 
My wolf pack share the same eyes
The same passion
The same drive
We all share the same drive
That's why we fight together in the nights
We growl together at the battle ahead of us
As the world’s so black
A world full of stories as the of the might of the polar bear
The mighty polar bears appear to be coming...

Friday 10 February 2012

The Taming of the Beast...

                                         
It hurts my head to think we are actually the same
Actually the same when in reality we are so different
 You like the fact that I’m different
You always tell me be Alpha never be scared to appear different
 You tell me that the world is scared of modern day enigmas
 Thank you for not doubting me
 When I doubt I you’re the one that says believe in your dream
 You tell me howl at the moon
You tell me to howl at the seas
 You tell me all I have to do is have a little bit of belief
As carnivorous I may appear I’ve learnt
 I’ve learnt to never let bad apples leave me sour    
 I’ve learnt to appreciate the serpent with the apple as he’s left me empowered 
 I like it you know that things are going right  
So right you know I don’t need to howl at you every single hour      
Sometimes though I resurrect the dead in my head 
 Fill my twisted mind with the typical feeling of dread 
All the she’s of the past sometimes circulate within my head    
The devil sends   
 The devil sends all his all his army of she devils
 Army of his she devils to sink their fangs in my skin
On paper your supposed to be a herbivore
 I’m supposed to be the only one to appear carnivorous
 The inner beast in you is plain to see
 I know there’s a chance of you getting a little carnivorous
 So that’s the reason I’ve spent half of life
 Half of my life saying I can’t trust no female wolf bitch
 I need to face it
 I need to face if I keep on acting sometimes
  If I keep on acting sometimes I’m going to waste this
 The feelings I have for you I cant misplace it
 When my face is down to the ground
 My chin hung the majority of the time you give me that face lift
 You inject happiness turn my dark thoughts into white
 I’m not advocating that you’re a racist
 You found me on purpose it’s like you came equip with a map
 Hunted me down in the mystic woods laid down all your traps
I could have got away a long time ago
 I lay and play dead because I want you to know where my feelings at
 We come from different worlds
 At first the Lycan thought you were another blood sucking bat
 But I realize were just the same you are my female Lycan
 I love the way you persist to tell me you love the way
 You love the way I try to be unlike other men
 Unfortunately I wasn’t the one to break you hymen
 The feeling I got for you if you’re in trouble
 Trouble I’ll be one of the first to stand on my hind legs
 I know there was a time we had a crisis
 I growled at the world
 Overtaken by rage I wanted the spring to become lifeless
You returned to me from the artic snow
 Showed me what you were feeling an found a zip
 Found a zip to zip of your fur coat
 I know where your heart is
The crisis was minor
 What we have will be timeless
 You front sometimes with your claws pointed out
 If you had a gun on you
 I would be the first to take away you gun license
Sometimes I feel like my feelings are chained
Chained like the little black boy that I ate
 He was in chained like a slave
I was hungry so I didn’t even have a chance to catch his name
 I was angry
 I still am sometimes that will never change
 I howl in the winds to tell my story
 My howls in the winds enslaved like a pen to writers page
 Most writers never get seen in the game
 I hear the cackles from all the hyenas
 My fangs are out ill see to them
 Every wolf grows up
 Grows up to accept to act tame isn’t so lame
 I ran in the wild for long
 Came back a little Weezy
 But don’t mistake me for that other wolf Wayne
Together were in a cage
 I get claustrophobic sometimes just letting you know
 I can break out the cage
 If I hear another brother in pain
I get a little rage
Have to let you know its bros before hoes always
Even if that results me ending up in a morgue one day
 So don’t cry hold your wolf tears in
 You’re my partner I know your feelings within
You’ve learnt to live with your injuries
Even though it’s hard with a long scar
 With time together it will heal
Time replace the scars with a brave heart
 If you kiss me a million times
 Fuck the wealth

I’ll be loves first millionaire




Thursday 9 February 2012

The Howl Of A Father...



You have grown so much young wolf
Grown so much since your first howl in the winds
I'm so proud of you I don't know where to begin
I sincerely apologize for not responding to your last howl a little sooner
I know if I responded earlier our relationship would run a little smoother
I gave you the power of expression and you’re using it
But you once named yourself a damned soul
I gave you the name Alpha young wolf
So the other name I previously mentioned I want you to lose it
Who do you think instructed the White Rabbit to talk to you?
To talk to you, influence your mind so you think fuck the free world
I've made a lot of sacrifices for you in the past
So the animosity I want you to just lose it
It’s a new dawn
As the ice breaks and the flowers arrive
I've seen you in the wild young wolf you know how to survive
The flowers arrive in time so you can start cleaning out your closet
You’re not the only one that needs to explain himself
Explain himself and clean out his closet
No one thinks like you don't follow Yeats
Young wolf don't give up your fur coat just yet
Remember one thing you can think successful
but to achieve success is different
Achieving success can happen all in a single moment
Ask Beta why do think shes always howling about moments
Listen to my voice, Listen to my message
Don't give up all hope just yet
Make hope your home even when you’re surrounded by the homeless
You need to feed the homeless
You need to feed them look at an active mind as a cooking pot
My advice to you don't let your food of thought burn out
Even when you think everything is taking its time slowly cooking
Keep stirring put your back into it
Put your back into it give it everything you got
The arctic is a cold place snarl within it young wolf
Snarl until the ices breaks
I know haven't been there
I have been a bad boy but I'm making a comeback
Welcome me back I'm willing to fight for you
That's why I've come back strapped with a Mase
The world filled with preachers
If you try hard enough you can be one of the best revolutionary leaders
What’s a world of followers to a world of leaders
I'm not making an attack on twitter
But how do I know someone’s gonna tweet this
They are the same people that have rejected my call in the past
Then cry, flutter their eyes, act like they want a piece of this
Their a carnivorous bunch when they try to meet this
My young wolf you haven't done nothing wrong
I was with you when you walked with your head down
I noticed your head down and your chin hung
Recently you have looked yourself in the mirror
Looked at yourself in the mirror and embraced
Your journeys has just begun
I'm so proud of you again you’re not like the others that talk about guns
Let me tell you a secret most of them don't have none
Show your fangs young wolf
I've removed the teeth of many
That's why most of my other sons
Most of my other son’s just waste time running up their gums
I know you didn't make that call that night I'm not dumb
How you gonna make a call with no opposable thumbs
Please don't play dumb you know with you I'm not done
I breathed life into you, gave you winds
Gave you winds
I'm the one that literally gave you lungs
I’ll be there when your breathless young wolf
 because you can’t live life on the run


Wednesday 8 February 2012

A War with Wolves...


Not every battle is won on intellect
Sometimes the size of the challenge seems o so big when you’re down
The pain it’s possible to play it down
It’s possible to down size the challenge in front of you
It’s possible to downsize the challenge and put it into retrospect
I know I'm not alone on my quest
Were in a Coliseum of knowledge
The hands of fate guide us up the steps
The drive around me is amazing
It’s amazing to see some keep walking
They walk till their wheel chair bound
They walk literally to they have no legs
I walk with a team of approximately 300
It’s actually approximately 15,000
What a dumb number conundrum
We march in the graveyard with modern day literary teachers
The same literary teachers with new found words which literally hang men
We have a bone to pick with the fallen Lycan's
The fallen that stepped out of line
The fallen that got chased into the mystic woods
The guards once upon a time literally smiled with them
Then started to give chase singing we like to hunt men
Were told to march in line
Were told to march in line, In time
In line, In time, In twos
They test our courage
We can hear as the horns sound the sweet music
We can hear their voice within the tunes
Lycan's it’s our time to retaliate and deliver the one finger salute
Americans have their frat houses
Alpha, Beta, Gamma
We can hear the music so let’s start moving n sync
Let our bodies move with a smile let our bodies move
Let’s relax and let our bodies move to the tunes
But in the Coliseum the walls are thin
So if you’re a Lycan prepare to show where your daggers are at
We are among many that wear their hearts as their armours
Among many that literally wear their hearts on their sleeves
Sometimes it’s possible for them to see red though
That's not so hard to believe
They fight their battles in the public eye
As well as at night time in their dreams
A little night terror is nothing
So fall in line Lycan's there are broads among lads
We all have families so it’s our time to pay homage and give back
Even those who share pain for the loss of their mums and dads
Lycan's listen disregard hidden animosity as it can destroy your battle plans
Regret is a possession I’d rather lose
A possession I don't want to carry when I'm old and grey in my old age
I can’t preoccupy my mind with what I could have had
There should be no Shudda , Cudda ,Wudda's in your battle plan
We can be immortals that one goes out to the lads
We can be immortals that one goes out to the broads to be honest
To be honest you guys ain't bad
Maybe in battle you swing a little wild you lot are just a little mad
Out of the madness brings forth sadness
Sadness for the desire of riches
Were on the road to the Holy Grail and the riches
Lycan's don't be prepared to too throw away your rags just yet
The journey ahead is a test of strength
Use strength alone you’re a fighter
Use wit alone you’re a tactician
Use them together and you’re a Lycan
It’s a shame what happen to the uneducated dead


My Journeys Lasted Quite A While...


My journeys lasted quite A while longer than I ever imagined, taken me through ups and downs in my creative path since the beginning way back in October. I pray that my path continues as I always endeavour to try and learn things about life. I have a little request though if you've taken time to read my blog, I would love to hear your opinion on things. Even if you didn’t like something, it can all be used to further my career. If you feel to share feel free to get in touch, remember this wolf doesn’t bite...

Tuesday 7 February 2012

Meet Alpha...


Apparently all the greats were crazy
But I'm probably one of the first ones to say
Sometimes I look in the mirror and say I have hate for me
I look at the lycan eyes that forever watch me hatefully
I stare in the abyss of the eyes
They can recognise I respond painfully
I can smile to myself as I can physically
I can physically see another person in front of me
Sometimes if I try hard enough I can see a tail
All my tall thinking gets me nowhere
As all I see in front of me is four feet
Staring in the mirror I can see the darkness that faces me
The darkness that tells me I have glass to clean
Just like the glass I want to have a clean slate
I look at life living in London with similarities to living in a snow globe
The snow globe that I endeavour to break
I intend to break the glass and embark on my getaway
To the united states of mind is one of my intended destinations
It’s not my sole destination for the others I’ll find away
I look to the glass and ask
I ask a question in hope for an answer
An answer that will show me theirs better days
I’ve dropped to my knees because of the pain
I ain’t the most religious around but I tell myself I better pray
Hysterical laughter disguised in a whirlwind of howls
A whirlwind of howls is in my mind to stay
I’m haunted
My minds channelled to be stuck in the past
Feeling that I’m experiencing de ja vu that my minds stuck on instant replay
Thing about me is I don’t waste words if I don’t mean it
Some people waste words
They commit a modern day sin as they waste verbs
People say anything to get ahead within this world
 They solely centre their lives with the word win
I see a beast in the mirror
Pointy ears, Big teeth, Big eyes with Fur skin
O what big eyes my reflection has
All the better to see me with
O what big teeth my reflection has
All the better to eat me with
I just wait for the glass to break so he can eat the kid 
I possess the weight of the world
But all of a sudden why don’t I feel so big
The condition I possess I hope not to spread to my kids
I wish their born colour blind
Born colour blind so they don’t see red all the time
I want my legacy to speak for itself
In comparison to me as I’ve spent most my days being quiet all the time
I’m a modern day werewolf
I’m quiet in the day but my thoughts come alive in the night time
I’m talented don’t get me wrong
I’ve perfected my craft, I’ve mastered my art
I’m a perfectionist in silent mime
The big bad wolf doesn’t know what I’m going through
I admire the wolf howling in a narcissistic manner I truly do
I can hear a voice “you appear sheepish boy no need to be afraid of me"
I’m displaying the tell tell symptoms of the blues
The same pain that was felt by all them Harlem dudes
The difference between me and them
Is that they turned their pain into tunes
They mastered their craft, mastered their art in expression
They probably had gone through the same things I’ve gone through
But they thought themselves what more can I lose
The problem with me
Is that I spend too much time trying to inspire others
I can’t be everyone’s muse
The voice returns “the success story is written for you,
All you need to do is,
See all the signs that have been carefully placed for you"
My thoughts say how can I start believing in myself
When half the world believes the world’s truths lie on YouTube
With a snarl the voice echoes "think of all the strong people before you
Think of all their achievements,
and what they have done since the days,
They were associated with the word token,
...it’s going to be a hard journey with me,
You will end up with a few scratches,
but please within our journey don’t appear broken"
Society will think I’m crazy finding hope talking to a wolf
But where should I find hope den
The moons up the change complete in my mind
Time to be a wolf within a world of sheep clothed as men...