My Things

[Sasha Workbench]

Pass down to the left
I know I'm the one they forget
maybe one day I will be part of something bigger
because deep down I know I am not a quitter
Maybe running will release the pain
of the chaos inside my brain
But I will try too make sure it bothers me only little
I don't want the to know how I really feel

but the darkness I feeling rising
deep down it is criticizing
"Give up, you better sell out,
no one care your always a let down!"
but one day It'll all fade
no reason to crash my glory days
so voice you better shut up and shut down
because I not going to let myself frown

So I won't care what they say
They have no right so they will get no way
so keep, keep going on and on
I will remain strong
Push me down in the line up
but it won't matter I got to keep up
I have to go on and on
even though the the road is long

Some say the first step is a big one
but they all look small after the trip's done
for as long as one foot is falling all the way behind
one will always come up again to rise
no longer will I let my guard down
gonna stand up and let it all out
because no matter what is attracted to my happiness
I know that the words will be meaningless

But then the darkness keeps on rising
talking me down minimizing
but there is no success with out failing once
and if you try to talk me down I will remain on the run

 
So I won't care what they say
They have no right so they will get no way
so keep, keep going on and on
I will remain strong
Push me down in the line up
but it won't matter I got to keep up
I have to go on and on
even though the the road is long

I am not gonna be the best
I am just here to put them to rest
no longer will they have any effect
no one can take me down from my succes

So I won't care what they say
They have no right so they will get no way
so keep, keep going on and on
I will remain strong
Push me down in the line up
but it won't matter I got to keep up
I have to go on and on
even though the the road is long

The road may be long but I can't stop
get ready because it all up
and waste away all of the time they tried
to put you back down when your on the rise.

[Sasha Workbench]

Who I am



The world is getting a little condescending
Nothing but a darkness seems to be left
The fires fighting try to change this world ending
I feel its' life and light spreading in my chest
I am going to spend my time counting the ashes
of all that will burned when I take my steps
Don't you count me one among the masses
I am a fire that will make you burn with regrets

This is who I am written on the the the wall of stone
demons and kings no more couldn't meet I will take their thrones
do you regret standing in this ring, count you scars as you find they are real
Hold your it all close as it come with a ping, as my steal is the last thing you will feel
for this is who I am, much more than man, no more counting my fears
You will fall like sand, shatter like thin glass, as your blood will fall like tears

In a world that is full of pretenders
no one can know what is real or fake
Put it down or I am going to make your head turn
take your shot it will be the last thing that you take
can you feel my power blowing though me?
Can you her that thunder rising to end?
crawling up your skin charging like a battery
just like taking a thousand sludge hammers to the head


This is who I am written on the the the wall of stone
demons and kings no more couldn't meet I will take their thrones
do you regret standing in this ring, count you scars as you find they are real
Hold your it all close as it come with a ping, as my steal is the last thing you will feel
for this is who I am, much more than man, no more counting my fears
You will fall like sand, shatter like thin glass, as your blood will fall like tears


then a fear starts rising with in me
with a darkness that will never leave
it is all locked up on the high wire
light me from the dead like this fire!

This is who I am written on the the the wall of stone
demons and kings no more will meet I will take their thrones
do you regret standing in this ring, count you scars a you bleed
Hold your it all close as it reals, my steal is the last thing you will feel
This is who I am, much more than man, no more counting my fears
You will fall like sand, shatter like glass, your blood will fall like tears

This is who I am made from the broken bits of bone
one bit on light is all I need I will never be owned
for all that left of you is all but corrupt
only one thing you said was half turn "there only one of us who's gonna be lit up."

[Sasha Workbench]

Who are you

(Waking up the ashes of the past line
feel the pain, are you having a hard time?
your born of dust and you will go back ashes
count your blessings because they are ever lasting...)

Let me line up something more than the past
here some truth, darkness can never last
deny my wisdom, a light forever shining
you shut up just to hid that lying
so mark you death count up but your only a disease
pass you darkness your crying on your knees
what a time we've had but your on you last string
so play that note but it is never gonna ring.

so come one come all, to a battle to end all battle
over a world that just will not fall
all the life will hing on you blood that will ting
on the back of my blade on ever inch

I am not fighting for myself any more my memories are long gone
but all the souls of the one I made are staying way too long
feel my steal get warm as one blood will pour from the empty vain
crash your darkest mind I see a bit of light, because I am one of the estrange

(Laugh it up and cough up your mortal blood...
compared to me I am a entity of endless love
I will bring this world peace by showing it blood shed
your one step away from from you really losing your head)

I am no longer doubting my life choices
looking I can hear them lifting up their voices
can you hear them shouting out their praise
one may die but another will know of the raise
the raise may be the light that follows
it may be the darkness swallows
but I will not stand idle waiting and watching
but the clock is ticking and you head will be rocking

so come one come all, to a battle to end all battle
over a world that just will not fall
all the life will hing on you blood that will ting
on the back of my blade on ever inch

I am going to be the one who will be here to stand my ground
because it's not about the life I've lived but the one I am living now
Feel the light burning with in me like a fire of a never dying star
when I am though with you there be nothing left but a hair string, my past is only what's been so far.

Calming down I will not let you speak
you words will turn to blood as you grow weak
but knowledge is power one that's ever lasting
but I am immortal and you have already hit your peak

I am not fighting for myself any more my memories are long gone
but all the souls of the one I made are staying way too long
feel my steal get warm as one blood will pour from the empty vain
crash your darkest mind I see a bit of light, because I am one of the estrange
I am going to be the one who will be here to stand my ground
because it's not about the life I've lived but the one I am living now
Feel the light burning with in me like a fire of a never dying star
when I am though with you there be nothing left but a hair string, my past is only what's been so far.
Be cause my the past does not make you who you are.

[Sasha Workbench]

Looking Up.

I’ve been feeling like my life's an echo,
Repeating thing I have already heard
And lately people have been getting so low
So the echos don’t share the better words

So I am sorry for letting everyone down
Lately I have been just standing around, No?
So now that summers over and lost its royal crown
Does that give me a reason to make everyone feel so low?

So when the rain falls down just change the weather
Because everything dark doesn't mean it can’t get better
The light has gone out on so many lives,
But give a cheer and let yours shine
Because when the rain fall down water will come
So on the sunny days you will look back and raise your cup

I find myself living as a reflection
Hoping some day some will see me
But then I hope no one is paying attention
Because the pain of that will never let me free
But deep down all I want is a mention
So I know at least one person's listening

So I am sorry for letting everyone down
Lately I have been just standing around, No?
So now that summers over and lost its royal crown
Does that give me a reason to make everyone feel so low?

So can I cash my check now before it’s over
Because in 24 hours I will just turn older
So is there a point in living if you do everything right?
But every wound will only deepen the knife
I would like to crash right now and get some rest
And when I mess up later, was I at my best?

So I am sorry for letting everyone down
Lately I have been just standing around, No?
So now that summers over and lost its royal crown
Does that give me a reason to make everyone feel so low?

So when I light myself will anyone see,
That getting lost might help you dream

So when the rain falls down just change the weather
Because everything dark doesn't mean it can’t get better
The light has gone out on so many lives,
But give a cheer and let yours shine
Because when the rain fall down water will come
So on the sunny days you will look back and raise your cup
So can I cash my cheek now before it’s over
Because in 24 hours I will just turn older
So is there a point in living if you do everything right?
But every wound will only deepen the knife
I would like to crash right now in get some rest
And when I miss up later, was I at my best?

[Sasha Workbench]

I did a rant where I wrote what came to my mind sorry for the time it seemed like i lied...


I am lost in the day, looking for the light but I afraid, I am afraid of the people, who seek to be evil, belittling my ideas and trying to make me one of them, just a knockin acting like I am a better man, but an failed the world so many times I am caught up in the lies and the rhymes, of every little idea that say is mine, I am living in a world and there shoving words down my throat, making me someone else but I trying to use my pill to cope, but then I get the feeling that they are ready won, but I could just begin to see the sun,

I am not lost, I am not weak.
Then why am are trying to do everything
If this is who I am, have I already hit my peak
If so I have already been damned, and just finding release
CanI escape this world, can I take their pain
I just trying to do what the demons ask me
So look at my eyes, can you see the colors drain?
From all the lies I just can not see.

So is it all in perspective, have I been lying to myself seeking other intentions? Has everything I done even been mine, or did I just scratch off the copyright this time? But I am not a fire and I am not lair, but then why then every night must I face hell’s fires? Well I ever escape my dreams or the thoughts or will I ever remain to be lost, I have known peace havens doors will not open to meet, all my friends I will never greet again lost with a heavenly seat, some tell me why I keep coming back will my darkness finally end at last!?

I am not lost, I am not weak.
Then why am are trying to do everything
If this is who I am, have I already hit my peak
If so I have already been damned, and just finding release
CanI escape this world, can I take their pain
I just trying to do what the demons ask me
So look at my eyes, can you see the colors drain?
From all the lies I just can not see.

But in the end I was not an echo, I just outlet myself in ways I could never let them know, I hide behind a mask to hide the pain, the I used a sword to fight the demons others could not contain, but now here I go again, trying to hide behind lies that will never end, for all the times I try to act it was all pretend, but those people that I lost and the ones who lost me, are the reason I chose to wake up and start fighting, I fight for the past so I might save the ones I found, but now the the darkness is back I will never find them now, no one is safe from the darkness that is one thing that is sure, for those who evil, are those ones who never learn, but you can’t touch the light so go and burn.

I am not lost, I am not weak.
Then why am are trying to do everything
If this is who I am, have I already hit my peak
If so I have already been damned, and just finding release
CanI escape this world, can I take their pain
I just trying to do what the demons ask me
So look at my eyes, can you see the colors drain?
From all the lies I just can not see.
I find  that the lies ahead
Or not made up by me they are who I am
And for those who call me lies could see me dead
Know the truth is what I spoke when I took this hand?

[Sasha Workbench]

Never enough


From now on, can you never hold this hand?
Could you never sing this song?
Because the pain is never gone
Take this step, away from me where I stand
Because I paint the darkness on the walls
And every step we stumble and fall

I not saying hate me or forget me today
For even as the light will shine it will fade away

I no longer care, I know I will never be enough for you
I will still try to make it through
And I will find what is waiting for me there
Know that this pain, goes deeper than all my regrets
But with every step I will never forget
All the things you gave me this day

I know life is just one day away from ending
But no longer will the dreams come off the setting

A field of a hero, find himself dream of yesterday
When no battle songs were sung
And peace flags were always to be hung
But in this dream, I will discover what I need to say
Where wars are gone and never came
And the darkness never sized the day

Never forget the songs that we will sing
But only if I make it back home
But till then I will hold on to my dreams
And feel you in my soul

I no longer care, I know I will never be enough for you
I will still try to make it through
And I will find what is waiting for me there
Know that this pain, goes deeper than all my regrets
But with every step I will never forget
All the things you gave me this day
A field of a hero, find himself dream of yesterday
When no battle songs were sung
And peace flags were always to be hung
But in this dream, I will discover what I need to say
Where wars are gone and never came
And the darkness never sized the day.

[Sasha Workbench]

Another Saturday night runs by
but I can't help these tears in my eye
Maybe one day there will be a reason for these tears
I might be legally blind
I might have scars that lay in my mind
but nothing should ever take me from here

Some people say mistakes are inhuman
Some people say life is a like a surgeon
you pick out the bad and keep the good
But if leaving life has shown me one thing
you can't count the scars that make you bleed
because life is the whittle and your the wood

So tell me oh can you tell me why am I still going on?
oh won't you help so can't you help, I want to know before for it's gone
that if I stop breathing tomorrow, would the mistakes I made not count?
or maybe we should live and learn and count the stars we would earn
isn't that what life is all about?

One friend of mine got shot in the arm
he could sow everyone his scar
but he always could greet you with a smile
One friend has too many problems
And never will be able to talk well
but he always will carry you the extra mile

Yet some people say the pain is a pain
and famous is the only way to make your name
and no one will be able to go that far
yet people around the world
count blessings they get when there hurt
and learn to never count the scars

So tell me oh can you tell me why am I still going on?
oh won't you help so can't you help, I want to know before for it's gone
that if I stop breathing tomorrow, would the mistakes I made not count?
or maybe we should live and learn and count the stars we would earn
isn't that what life is all about?

Life never was about pain
or going to go insane
it is about lesson that we learn with every step
and with every step you could get hurt
or be lost with in someone else world
but always look forward to what comes next

So tell me oh can you tell me why am I still going on?
oh won't you help so can't you help, I want to know before for it's gone
that if I stop breathing tomorrow, would the mistakes I made not count?
or maybe we should live and learn and count the stars we would earn
isn't that what life is all about?

[Sasha Workbench]

I think I finally found my reason, counting treason, counting fears
I think the echos in my head is not one thing they will ever hear
I am never gonna be able to be one to have this pain
but I want to be stable so I can show them what they have made
Can you hear the echoing that is surrounding me and listen to them scream?
Can you hear the voices in the air calling down and lighting up the screen?

Not again, here we go, if I am lost take me home, from the grave that I have dug
I am fake, set in stone, can you all leave me alone, to die here in this place where the bells of hell have rung

The claim it is for the better, but all I see is worse
If what the make if perfect how is prefect not in my words?
They claim that Dawn and Day are done, but the light still shines
If love is an angle of perfecting life why does love always seems to die
They tell me prefect is achieved through pain, but it is pain they will never feel
For when I finally bleed in black I will know that the Dusk is real

I draw my sword by my side because my demons will never see the sleep
Until I finally close my eyes all I hear is the words of death on repeat
I am trying to feel for once can you finally just send the message through pain
If the echoing does not stop does it mean that all is lost and all is in vain?
I wanna wake up from the dream of the lies and secret they hide from me
I wanna know who I am, but nothing comes in the plains of what I need to be

Catch your breath, load your guns, they point them to the sun, take you aim and fire
Light a match, strike back again, they will never be an end, and they will become liars

The claim it is for the better, but all I see is worse
If what the make if perfect how is prefect not in my words?
They claim that Dawn and Day are done, but the light still shines
If love is an angle of perfecting life why does love always seems to die
They tell me prefect is achieved through pain, but it is pain they will never feel
For when I finally bleed in black I will know that the Dusk is real

Is what I know all just fake or will I find that it is real
all I remember is the pain of cold, unforgiving steel
Punch the pain through my eye and let me die
For by the time I know the truth I will finally be able to fly...

[Sasha Workbench]

Online Orchestra

You know I am getting mad of just talking to myself
Just clicking the keyboard to bringing music to my ear,
Are my parents finally proud?
You know life is a pain, but it is pain when other go
So I don’t want to leave, when I play make believe,
Because there are friends there I know
Is it old school to keep thinking about yesterday
When I was happy, listening to people laughing,
Back in third grade.

Deep down I feel like no one cares
Deep down I am growing in despair
Way deep down I still feel my regrets
But if no one cares, why should it matter?
Leave a comment and forget.

Can you hear the keyboard
Of the online orchestra?
The people talking to each other
Without know who they are
Are they lying, are they crying
How do you know it hurts
When people online keep hitting enter
Without reading their words?

You know I am growing tired of listen to others
There lives should not matter to me
So why on earth do I keep bothering listening?
There are people I this earth that I would like to meet
Even the ones that are not my friends
They all just seem way to intrestering.

Deep down I don’t want to listen
Deep down I want to remission
Way deep down I don’t want to be here
But when they keep talking I keep responding
To let them know someone cares.

Can you hear the dinging
Of the online orchestra?
Look at all the words
Respond all that is heard
Maybe everyone care about who is there
When the monitor shows up to work
Do they finally see, the pain of being free
Can they make it stop

I have lost some friends I don’t want to lose more
I am trying hard, but I don’t want to try anymore
I don’t want to make others angry should I just stop?
But if I stop and if they miss, what have I done wrong?
So doctor do you feel my pain?
I am tired of talking to the people who might just be in my brain
I am not liking talking without hearing the voice
But I can’t not face seeing others faces so do I have a choice
Maybe that is all life is, maybe I am doom!
But if they bother to listen to anything I say, I swear I will listen too.