Equal rights, equal lefts. Fight for your right. To exist. Equal right, equal lefts. Fight for your right. To exist. Equal right, equal lefts. Fight for your right.
eye remember. suffering. eye remember. ... feeling the sting. of childhood. & injections. holy bruises. sweet infections. soaked. in. a. stew. like drowning.
Hush little baby, don't make a sound. Hush little baby, don't make a move. This is gonna hurt me more than you. . If I'm a danger to myself. Just think what I could do to you.
All my life. I was told that I was evil.. All my life. I've been living illegal. I'm the one they love to hate. Cause I'm half Mark Twain,. I'm half Jesse James..
Now you start shit much as real as that. evan Time To MAKE LIES. . Don't Pray That she has her radio on. You Get Up Your Light To Out of Speed. Now you a vitam loseing you gut.
Take me down. With the baptized drown. So they say. . [Incomprehensible]. Let's lick my wound. . So they say, I killed a man. So they say, I took his head.
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.