My throat falls numb from the. Endless execution of contempt's song. It fails to follow suit in silence even now. I can hear every word, leave this place.
I had to cut them off.. They had me bought and sold.. They plot against my love with my fears in their hands.. I climbed into bed with no will to refuse them..
I've met that point in my life, want came to need. Burn these fields of corn that surround. My harvest gone at the price of maturity. . But these remains I've left to rot.
If the sun refused to shine. I would still be loving you. When mountains crumble to the sea. There will still be you and me. . Kind woman, I give you my all.
Take the fuckin' pain. Pain. . Forlorn my pleasures. . Hiding behind walls of steel. Grin and bear my burden. Is out of fucking reach. . Take the pain, Take the pain.
I'm two steps away from stepping over the edge. And getting lost in the great unknown. Because one small step in the wrong direction. Is enough to shake the cornerstone.
There's nothing a god can give to me. That I can't give to myself. I put my beliefs in the things I believe. And a god can take care of himself. . There's not enough love in the world for me.
How many times will it take before we pull the breaks. Will we learn from all the past mistakes. That it's all about give or take. How many times will it take before we start to make.
Speak the truth don't you dare lie to me. I've seen it all before the way you disagree. The way you always attack all the thing that you say. The way you turn your back and then you walk away.
I open my eyes. there's nothing I can see. except the blood dripping knife. on my own hand. . I sniff the air. there's nothing I can smell. except the stench of human corpse.
There Comes The Day. When The World Falls Down. The World We Know Today. World The Human Rely On. . There Comes The Day. When religions Fall Down. Dreams Are Demolished.
War!. . Strike to the holy city. Crush jerusalem. Torture the followers. Of weakening god. Let the blood stream. Through dirty streets. Zionist cancer.
There is a wicked barrier that detaches and discolors our unattainable. dreams from our inescapable realities. Nothing chafes the ego more than the monstrous realism of eight hours of.
Our bodies drain and fortify the soil of a global concentration camp. To escape is to live ostracized. The breathing abortion. I am the stone. You are the stone.
I can feel the Earth's erratic pulsations below its filthy thick rippled foreskin. This feeling is far too comforting. The universe's largest assembly line working subconsciously towards.
Abort the brain fetus. and force-feed it to your teachers and families. The lies they taught you were to be defecated. and spread into the soil. where a new generation of mirror-children would feed.
In the dead of the night, there's something calling to me. I can see all these visions of insanity, insanity. There's no way to control it, feel adrenaline rise.
Seems to me we could. Make it all work out. Seems to me by now. You won't consider lies. I really hope. That you've found it all a thrill. You have really shown.