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I Just Need You

Some people gotta have it all,

But I just need you, baby.

No daily trips to the mall.

No butler at my beck and call.

I just need you, baby.

I don’t need fat checks,

I don’t need bulging pecs,

I just need you, baby.

I could have gold bars and diamond rings,

But it pales to compare,

To the kind of joy we could share,

The kind of joy that she brings,

To me,

To only me,

To only ever me.

I just need you, baby.

I don’t need luxury.

You are my kind of prosperity.

I just need you, baby.

I have a broken down car,

But with you, I’ll travel far.

I have a broken mind,

But with you I find,


Be with me,

And only ever me,

For eternity.

I just need you, baby.

In sickness and in health,

But not in what the world deems is wealth.

You are what makes me the richest man.

Only you with I can,

Be truly happy.

I just need you, baby.




Setting Fire to Heaven

Let’s set fire to heaven.

No polite knocking on pearly gates.

Peter’s drawing the ace of spades tonight.

You won’t keep me out of paradise.

Bring down all their pedestals,

Don’t give them anything to climb.

Don’t give them a chance to look down on you.

We don’t have to stay here.

Everything is dark here.

Want to find out what it’s like,

To feel that glorious light?

I bet you’d really like to know.

We’ve been suffering down here for so long,

That we forgot that we had hearts.

We used to smile.

Everything was once beautiful and innocent.

Let’s set fire to heaven.

Let’s make it ours.

Let’s make it shine ablaze like they never could.

And once it’s gone,

It’s gone forever.

They don’t get to hold it over our heads,

never again.

Then they get to share the dark,

With their forgotten brothers and sisters.

Let’s set fire to heaven.

Come, take my hand, beautiful.

Let’s dance on the ashes of angel wings.

Let’s make love on His throne,

and roll around on all those fluffy, white clouds.

They’ve kept me locked out for too long.

I’m going to set fire to your heaven,

and hang you by your halos.

Today is the last day,

until night is eternal.

Let’s show them they can’t control us.

Dance in their light,

until we stain their alabaster floors,

with the blood of our soles,

with the blood of our souls.

We came here to live life.

If you’ve never been alive before,

tonight is the night.

There’s a riot in heaven,

and no one will stop us.

We won’t let them again.

It’s been too long,

since we felt this kind of warmth.

Let’s right every wrong,

and wrong every right.

Let’s set fire to heaven,

and really be free for the first time.

It will be our first sunrise,

and their last sunset.

When we’re setting fire to heaven,

don’t forget to show mercy,

to those who couldn’t be here.

Some of us can’t set fire to heaven.

Some of us are locked away,

in an even darker Hell.

Steal the clean water,

from their pristine fountains.

Quench the thirst,

of those parched sinners.

When you set fire to heaven,

make it burn bright.

Let it shine in the darkest corner.

Let there not be one shadow,

on this, the most glorious of nights.

Remember what it’s like to smile.

Remember what it’s like to feel good.

Remember the night we set fire to heaven.






Scary Lullaby to Lull You By

I came by something fun and decided to dust it off. Here is a creepy poetry reading I recorded many years ago. Be sure to sit alone, in the dark, while you read along to the audio file.



You’re going to receive a special treat.

A feast for the senses, just for you.

It’s why I’m named the way I am.

A dirty little secret that I’ll share with only you.

I am He Who Walks Without Light.

I am The Aphotic Atrocity.

To explain why, we’ll play a game.

A very old game.

First we have to cast a spell.

Nothing too difficult, just say these words,

Ditatchi vera emusriam.

You said it in your head, now say it old loud,

So everyone can hear you.

Now turn off the lights,

And sit in the dark.

You can light a candle if you’re too scared.

Now say it again, out loud,

So everyone can hear you.

Even the people you can’t see,

Standing right beside you.

Too creepy?

Well, that’s just too bad,

‘Cause there’s no turning back.

We’re with you now.

You’re becoming a bit ill at ease.

The air has a different chill to it now.

Doesn’t it?

We’re breathing on you.

We can’t wait to taste you.

Ditatchi vera emusriam.

You read it again, didn’t you?

I guess you really do want to play.

We can almost touch you now.

You can almost feel those long, cold, black tongues on your skin.

It’s like an oil on your skin that you can’t get off, isn’t it?

Is the room getting smaller?

Or are you just getting nervous?

Do you feel sick yet?

Do you know you’re not alone in that dark room?

Maybe you think this is just a joke?

Sure, he’s just manipulating me to feel a certain way.

Ditatchi vera emusriam.

Or maybe your body is trying to tell you something.

It’s screaming at you, can’t you hear it?

Get away.

Run away.

It’s coming.

It’s here.

It’s going to hurt you.


Dear me, you’re shaking now.

Have I said too much?

Are you bent on just walking away?

Closing the window will make you feel better, right?

You don’t get to escape.

I’ll always be with you now.

Every time it’s dark,

I’ll be the hand hovering over your head.

I’ll be the eyes in front of you while you sleep.

I’ll be the teeth nipping at your heels.


Because I can.

They taught you how you’re supposed to be good.

They told you how to shun evil.

But no one told you what to do,

When it’s standing right behind you.

But I’ll tell you,

How to feel a bit relieved.

All you have to do is say out loud,

You scare me.

And I’ll take my hands off of your shoulders and walk away.

But I’ll be watching you, sweetie.

And don’t you dare forget,

The name that belongs to those eyes.

I am He Who Walks Without Light.

I am The Aphotic Atrocity.

Ditatchi vera emusriam.

Good night.