#jaden jeremey grave

[strickenice]

It's a hard way out of hell

And I did it to myself

Even God can't save me now

Where do I go, go from here

Hold my ground, I'll disappear

Nowhere to run

// Jaden Grave

[lanyearn]

Their eyes flew open, and all around Alek there was nothing but dirt. They were lightheaded, and gasping for air, and the dirt is wiped from his eyes.

And he sees Samuel. He's on his knees, his eyes puffy and cloudy. There is tears streaming down his face. His dress shirt has got dirt stained along it, his slacks caked and caked with mud. It's raining, which is strange because Alek can't feel the rain.

Then, slowly, they realise what this memory is Samuel's gasp was soft and hopeful.

"J... Jaden I... I did it oh my god you're here you're alive!" Samuel reaches out and cups Jaden's face, tears streaming faster and faster. But Alek can't feel those hands touch

"... who's Jaden?"

The voice that comes from the memory Alek is experiencing is dark, deep, and cold. A voice that they've never, ever heard from Styx. Ever. It's coated in hate, and pain, and a hunger thats so unknown.... Like the man crawled out of hell itself.

Samuel's face slowly fell. "W...what?"

"I said," this cold voice cut like ice, "who's Jaden?"

"J... Jaden is you... I-" Samuel's voice grew broken and helpless and his hands pull away from Styx.

There's a cold laugh "I'm not Jaden. I'm Styx."

The memory cuts out as Alek watches ice grow from raindrop to raindrop, touch Samuel, and he opened his mouth to scream

[strickenice]

Pushing past the limit Trippin’ on hallucinogenics My cigarette burnt my finger ‘Cause I forgot I lit it Rippin’ with my sinners 'Cause fuck it, man, I ain’t no beginner And then I crawled back to the life That I said I wouldn’t live in 'Cause I just couldn’t open up I’m always shiftin’

// JJ Grave

[strickenice]

You see me walking through the park, A few minutes after dark with a cigarette, In my hand, Keep it up boy you’ll be dead. I’m killing time with pandemonium, Smoking this, Bet I catch pneumonia. It’s a damn cold night to be walking home alone 

// Jaden Grave

[strickenice]

Jaden Grave / Styx

“She had problems with my love connections So she bought me bullets and she made corrections She had problems with their cruel derisions So she bought a scalpel and she made incisions Honey...”

[strickenice]

Styx / JJ Grave

Who's this with angry fists That meets me at this door? A thousand and one trips We've traveled here before but Now, you don't believe this You think that you're dreaming of a time Where we weren't a lie These fictional demons A whole other reason To look up at the sky