Don't be silent, fight. Violence, mles and disturbances of peace. . Here's your introduction to destruction and the hate sustaining me. Are we safer or in danger drowning in atrocities?.
I sold my soul so long ago and now Im alone here. In the palace of madness and sadness and bone. And she said to the ghosts in her head. I will find the edge, I will force my fingers in.
I speak in verses. Prophecies, and curses. I speak in verses. Prophecies, and curses, I hate my life. . No miracle is coming. Hate you. It's just a hole.
Nirvana means freedom from pain. Suffering and the external world. . I don't care, I don't care. I don't care, I don't care. Care, care if it's old. .
Blood pig. Blood pig. . I'm sorry. I'm ugly. All that I am. And I can never live up. . I'm failing. I'm angry. Afraid of the ways. They pretend to be us.
Lock and load. Kill em all. Let the lord. Sort em out. . Fortifying lies for the Triggerman. A honey-tongued devil do as she commands. Psychotic! So patriotic!.
There are nights, so vacant and hushed, I can feel the texture of my tattered soul moving within me. Black tar, dripping, sticky and thick. A soft, slow secretion of indifference slopping through the hollow suit I use as a body..
I.. simple souls overload as i explode the data banks. 'cause the earth & space gave birth to this paleface. supreme -- linguistic -- mental machine. my brain cells swell - the intellects extreme.
The soft sound of snow crunching underfoot gives me comfort. Her building is at the end of the block. She lives on the north side. Bottom floor. Middle apartment. I see her. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 steps. Wrong key. Lock clicks. She drops her coat and scarf in the entry and kicks off those... vixen shoes. She shuffles to the kitchen and pours a glass of scotch. (I am inside) She lights a cigarette and blows the smoke over the match. (She doesn't notice).
Open wide, look inside, open wide, look inside. My autopsy. . I feel like a woman. I feel like I care. I feel like I shouldn't. I feel like a child or despair.
Godless. Lawless. Stifled. Bondage. . The grubs are fastened. In sackcloth and ashes. We are the children. Of amnesia of heaven. . Their cries go unrequited.
erv asat. serv asat. serv asat. serv asat. . to exterminate the plague. soiling my brain. . i put the pen to the pad. until the madness drains. . cuz words are colossal.
I had this dream where I woke up to a grand commotion. And um, I jumped from the blankets. And whipped the door from its lock. And rushed blindly into the blackness of the hallway.
There is a weight. Within me. . (And I burn). . A kiss. Heavier than the sun. . (And I burn). . A slow invasion. Strange beauty. . (And I burn). . Rejected in the flesh.
Nobody knows how I feel. Deep down inside. Surrounded by hatred and lies. But its your words that flow inside. . Without you I'm not here. Without you I can't see myself.
Enter this life where I'm hiding everything. I feel so cold under the sun. I want to leave before I'm gone. Why can't I clean these dirty hands. . Wear my pain wear my fears.
I don't care who's right. Just separate me from the fire. I cannot take this over again. . Today I will go away today. Today I will leave it all behind today.
Turn out the lights. I'm blinded by this insanity. The sun doesn't shine. I cannot see through this life. I cannot move on I don't want to stay here all alone.
I tried not to express. All these thoughts I hide for years. Slowly losing all my faith. I'm still living in this world of hate. . Receive it I can't take it.