I have but, only one thing to say. Not in the place that I wish to stay. I knew from the time that I seen her face. Nothing was said as I felt her embrace.
If she said she loved she lied. Life's just porn with a story-line. And this is all that it's ever gonna be. As we play with words. With words. What it will say is not what it's gonna think.
'Cause I have too much hate.. . Drinking happiness with darkness and empathy,. Mixing life with death and reality.. Dying? Every five minutes being five less,.
these waves ripple in front of my eyes. And I fell the heat deep inside. This dance of colours so fascinating. Put a spell on me. . This force has a power.
I'll not want for longing,. it causes heartache yet this singularity burns just the same. Hope for ash of memory, this is pure agony. Eyes, they are too blind to see, this is pure agony.
Tucked in the woods. Near North Chicago. Early November. Commences our saga. Two loved in silence. For fear of corruption. Then fate chimed in. With an evil grin and a mighty interruption.
The stench of charred remains,. cascades outward,. draining life from,. huddled masses.. Black out their names.. forget their faces.. without a trace,.
Open your mind, you can't just box the world you live in. Fear of change becomes faith in a stagnate vision. Behind your firewall is access to infinity.
eine dunkle Wolke zeichnet ihre Bahn. stndig in Bewegung kommt sie nirgends an. dampfend und zischend alles gut geschmiert. irdeneinen Nutzen hat man nie registriert.
du kennst mich du liebst mich du brauchst mich. du bringst mich um. es ist mir lieber ihr tut mich hassen. als dass ihr mich bloss ignoriert ich bin schon froh wenn.
I'm submerged in filth, fragmented chaos. In chrysalis state I await my birth. Thoughts and memories proceed to haunt me. Soon all these fragments will be gone.
This landscape mechanical. Well-oiled black machinery. Bio-driven computers. Programmed for slave labor. For slave labor. . Structure made in urban design.
Here's the invasive tide preparing to unfold. Spawn of a cosmic serenade designed to phase out. Insights filtered down, introducing new inventions. Found where it can't be found, restrictions are gone.
We're formed to read events, apply certain ways. Our visions buried to the light of day. What if the clues we lost are here and can be found. We'll soon find out they're just one thought away.
Smashed to concrete, only slivers left of my soul. Becoming suicidal, I was about to lose control. Force-fed to think that I am nothing but dirt. Conditioned to question my own life's worth.
Chaos, the status you're dreading the most. Fear of a life you can no more control. I won't be another slave; won't be another drone. I will choose my way; I will break your chains.
Accept the laws of destiny, mirage of a twisted fantasy. To realise what came before, was just the passing of a cause. So with rapture burning, indignation churning.