Life Unknown/Upon a Pale Horse (project poems)

Life Unknown:

Life unknown
On the run
Because it ain't no fun
At home.

Trying for the goal
But it can't make it
It can't even have arm pits
It's that ugly.

It neither run afoal
Or on a proper path
No where near the wrath
Does it frolick.

Life unknown
On the run
Because it ain't no fun
At home.

To be on the road
Never near a lick
Running from the tick
Is the life of the journey.

Life unknown
On the run
Because it ain't no fun
At home.

The path to ruin
Is short and sweet
But it'll kill your feet
And that's how we get there.

Life unknown
On the run
Because it ain't no fun
At home.

Life is hard
We know
But we won't bow
To your hardships.

Life unknown
On the run
Because it ain't no fun
At home.

Upon a Pale Horse:

And there was a man
Who was shrouded
In the Darkness.

Upon a pale horse
Did he ride.
And once he entered
He never left.

With him came pain
And agony from
Those long
Forgotten souls.

His anger was known
Cross the land.
He walked alone at night
And rode on fields
Of yellow grass.

He knew the heaviest
Sound was that of Silence.
He forced so many
To that sound
As those they once knew
Left for ever more.

He was no God of Neon or
Prophet of his
Masters.

Upon a pale horse
Did he ride.
With him came Agony
And Destruction.

And he was a man
Whom was shrouded
In the Darkness.