I wish everyone here was real. Didn't pretend to feel. All the shit they do. All the shit they do. Fuck you, open your mouth and rape me. Lovin' to fucking hate me.
Break me, release me, take my soul away, your blinding everything. Smiling, I'm crying, running through my veins, erasing everything. Now everything is grey, ashes blown away.
Letting go, nothings what it seems and I'm feeling hollow. From my eyes I bleed. Nothings real - everything I feels becoming borrowed. Come alive. Rise up - all alone.
Everyday ends up the same find another way to forget you. Apathy takes a hold of me as I'm remembering why you left me. Tension gets the best of me trying to overcome these memories that poison.
As the stars melt away from me understand this is all I see. I feel so alone today. Take my heart and bleed it right in front of me. I know - your gone.
Jim Jones: "Keep your emotions down. Keep your emotions down. Children, it will not hurt. If you'd be--if you'll be quiet. If you'll be quiet.". . We're gathered here to be splattered here.
The smell of a carcass hangs in the air. I wait for the putrid scent to reach my nostrils. So I can vomit yet again. . We'll rot together in this hole.
My dogma. A trait of this war. Leads to an endless oblivion. I can't see beyond this fixation. As it gouged my eyes out. . I'll fall. But never hit the ground.
The sheep are all alone like disciples. Waiting to be led into a shallow grave. United in tragedy. Their mouths gasp the pollution. . Inhaling the concept of a new tyrant.
The gift of cold fusion keeping us warm. Casting color on grey below the black stratosphere. We salute natrium. We salute the natrium sun. . Oh no they went and scorched the skies.
[Excerpts from the Jim Jones suicide tape]. Jim Jones: "Living--you're looking at death and it looks--living is much, much more difficult. Raising up every morning and not knowing what's going to be the night's bringing. It's much more difficult. It's much more difficult.".
Sew up the upholstery. The heart's been removed. Compelled by contempt. The sentence renewed. . The reflection of a sickle. Glows in her eyes. As the urge grows.
Right in my face. I can't hear. This body has become mutilated by fear. In hunger I swallowed my tongue. My touch is a mute's scream. . With an unctuous smile she used to offer redemption that was not hers to bestow.
Dine upon this hatred. Let the razors cut your stomach open. Bleeding through your wedding dress. My post-mortem beauty queen. . Once your wings melted you descended.
From what no-one should have survived a few remained. To witness a new day on top of the slayed. . Your grace. The cold embrace. Your grace. The cold embrace.
You made my life a living hell. It began with the ring of a bell. Tortured me with your ego bullshit. My only escape was through bong-hits. . But that was then and this is now.
A night on the town ? time begins. Me and my friends are living in sin. Finding a slut ... picking her up. First we get stoned now we get fucked. . Sucks me -.
When I was young just five years old. My mother told me to believe in God. All these years I never could forget. Should have realized it was bullshit.