I feel a forbearing, strange feeling to capture me. The falling into the deep of the Blasphemy is what turns aside me. The cycle of wisdom makes me to feel the power.
To to retreat into dream. Time to leave the world I've seen. Time to lose myself in dream. Perish the thought of awakening. Because they lie. And they cheat.
restricted in. dejected skin. the only love. from within. sunken in. split in two. the skin and you. shrivel shape. masturbate. no love so you. compensate.
Wax the boner - put it in. Piercing cobwebs - deep within. Stabbing maggots - penis red. Moldy Oldy - in my bed. Lube the lizard - pelvic thrust. Hard to breathe - inhaling dust.
She walks around in her robe. To hide her bag of shit. Colostomy bag, reeks of crud. Embedded in her hip. Screaming at the bitch. She took my parking spot.
Die in your beauty sleep. Where is grandma? It's time to eat.... Perhaps in the bathroom, trying to excrete.... She's not on the throne, where can she be?.
Give me Your eyes so I can see through fire. Give me Your strength so I can stand so strong. Give me Your eyes so I can see through fire. Give me Your strength so I can stand so strong.
Brace yourself for the climb is steep. You'll need every ounce of brawn. For the mountain won't stop 'til you bleed.. . Beware of headlines that volume the growing deceit.
We were born to fight!. . Here I stand, my breath is baited waiting for the clouds to burst. I plead and scream, "Come what may!". . Dear God, lift me up from this ground of pain.
Oh my God, I can feel something moving. The air is still growing thick but it's soothing. I've done nothing to merit forgiving. But if the chance should arise and you hear me.
Sleep takes its hold with a sinking pull. And now that I'm alone, this burst of light. Fills my lids and I'm awake to the songs of horror. Your ill-bought greatness, he's seen it all from the frame.
I have seen many over the years, the smartest the purest and even the strongest. fall from a throne that was once mighty,. fall from grace without guidance,.
How completely sick. The human race really is. For ignorant mindless reasons. We're all going to die. One more problem to add to the list. How much more stress can i possibly.
Life's frustrations. Racking my brain everyday. There's no hiding from life's reality. Everywhere we turn. We see nothing but negativity. The pressure and stress.
A spark of light in a strange. Shape like the waves that surround the sight range. A wounded collected echoes. Among the Sharp mountains. The wild star is the face.
Why do people always pray. For something newer every day. Can't they smell what's coming their way. Fake but forgiven they remain. . So cry when you choose.
Am I here to stay forever... or not at all?. My flesh is yearning for the spirit world.. A last battle must be fought, for those of flesh.. Total destruction - lay the soulblight in ash..
I yearn for the departure of the holy trinity. Hooded I stand triumphing above the rest. The frosty mist lies thick over the holy ground. As the mooneclipse creates a sombre delight.