How many times must I go through this pain?. So Many loved one slost with nothing gained. Sometimes I feel like I can't go on. Where do we go when we move to the great beyond?.
Well I'm sitting on a seasaw seat. Thinking seasawing would be neat. And I can't find a friend to sit on the other side. Yes, I tried it all alone. But I crashed down like a stone.
stare into the sun. let the disease infect your eyes. feel the rapture of her cold kiss. her cold lips filled with worm juice. pressed against your beating heart.
Manipulating, controlling, vicious beast. Creating a false religion. Forever to live in pain. Forever to burn. . Obeying swallowing slaves. Blinded by lies.
Some things are easy. Some things are not. Some things I remember. Some things I forgot. I remember how to brush my teeth. And how to touch my toes. But now I've got this problem and I can't see how it goes.
start by etching dark secrets into your arm with glass. and inject the filth of your sin and depression. beneath your foul, dying flesh. taste the stench, the decripid aroma of a dying world.
I am chicken, hear me squawk. Hear me crow and hear me bawck. Watch me rule my roost. And strut around my coop. People say I've got great legs. And they're nuts about my eggs.
handing out handjobs and fingerfucks. to the poor. traces of incest that appease the masses. hints of abortion. linger in the smoke. that emits from the rubble of glory.
I came to the farm to see how things grow. And I learned some things I didn't know. Plants can grow high. Plants can grow low. Some grow above the ground.
Seeking and murdering. Devouring the meat. Misanthropic awakening. . In the name of the father you'll suffer. You will crawl, mentally aborted. The time of your death is now coming.
the world will not be a better place. until we strangle the last king. with the guts. of the last priest.
When the springtime blooms. with it's flowery perfumes. oh, how I miss my x. . When the moon shines high. and the purple clouds roll by. oh, how I miss my x.
Voices in my mind. Driving me insane. Visions of mutilation. Of all divine thoughts. Spreading chaos and death. Mass genocide. Seeking human beings. All are meant to die.
she knows the pain and suffering. the obedience of the sick. mentally fragile. to the point of exhaustion. inner disease is famine. to the outer shell.
scrape this, seal it, numb it to perfection. a mere sportfuck, but whose to blame?. persistence, nurtured by hatred. time take, a loss to be dealt with.
How do you get from here to there, what do you do?. Well if you want to cross the street my friend,. Here is my advice to you:. Simply walk across the street.
turning the strings of my mind. undistinguished knot of hate. stolen knot of fear of waste. dew on the furthest limits. lividity of hatred against you.
Olay olay, olay olay. Olay olay, olay olay. Feeling hot hot hot. Feeling hot hot hot. Feeling hot hot hot. Feeling hot hot hot. . My mind's on fire. Soul's on fire.
the dust will pile higher and higher. memories will only fade. spirits will one day rise. feel the fire burn my eyes. i will bathe in the waters. poured from the sky.
Girl: It's hot. . Man: Is it really?. . Girl: You know it's hot. 'Cause you can feel it. . Kids know where to be when it's H - O - T. That spells hot in the city.