Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Death

Your words are like poison
Dripping in my ear with lies and filling my eyes with tears
Over the years you've chased me
Fulfilling the prophecy of your self chosen name, you are toxic in your games
I hear your tone, your voice and your words and I feel disgust
I feel hatred
I feel weariness in my state...
I rid myself of you, and then you pulled me back in
Psychically stalking me in our remaining connection
I should have taken the rejection
I should have left when you cursed my dreams
When you ripped apart the seams of my reality
Everything you say is a trap, a trick, a mind fuck
Your pessimistic attitude has given you coyotes luck
Why did I stick around?
I'm turning numb from the sound of your voice
Its gone on too long
I feel this has been nothing but a battle, and this song has been filled with sorrow
I feel your watching me
My every move, my every action
Your paranoia has spread like a disease
Please let me be free...
This toxic release has left these tumors to decease
I know who you are...
Your one of them
The dirty watchers that bend this reality to your slave mindset
Your own kind ruined you
And you let them, you took their pills and played their game, you were their victim because you strayed
You strayed from their path, you began to fall in love with me and love yourself as well
But you never severed them from your spyche
Why keep them around?
Why stay bound to the puppet masters that sound your actions
Why stay numb in your reactions, is emotion that painful?
I've loved you with all of my heart, I gave you all of myself
Sacrificed myself to your tortures
I let you burn me and scorch me time after time
I gave excuses for this rhyme
I gave excuses for my love, and I stuck around, blaming myself
Not listening to the sound of your words, to the hurt you inflicted
I must be masochistic
I must admit I loved the physical pain
I loved the hate I felt when we fucked
It was our only remaining passion
I loved tearing up your body with my teeth
I felt so much hate that I wanted to kill you and meld with you simultaneously
I promised myself if you were truly the enemy
I'd kill you in the end
I'd make love to your dying body and lick at your wounds
I'd stab you until we were covered in your blood
I made love to the enemy...
I slept in his bed and I loved him
I know you'd deserve the pain
And without your nectar you'd feel every bit of it
And I'll feel pure bliss when I kiss the blood off your lips
When I slide my tung inside your mouth and taste you
When I fuck your dying body
I want to feel your hands clawing at my tits
I want to feel you rip me up inside
I want to ride your slippery bloody body
I want to fuck you as you die
I want to watch your soul fly away

Thursday, March 13, 2008

Come and play

Life is a movie
An independant film of everyone's life
Life is a photoshoot, and we'll pose while those memories trigger the camera
Flash, its imprinted in our receptors...and those memories will fade like old photos until the faces are a blur, and the background is a tattered sepia
Life is the page out of a story book, and as we turn the pages, our history and future unfolds before our eyes like a pop-up book
Life is a poem, it flows with our sorrows, our woes, our happiness and this prose is just the beginning of the words we'll say...
Life is a play, a stage we act out in our rage, in our pains, in our gains, in our love and our hopes
And when you pull the ropes the curtain folds back, and we'll never hold back
We'll give you all our passion, all our dreams, and inside this will be our biography
There is no choreography, only the self-conscious guessing of our actions will prevent us from becoming great actors of our lives
Life is a painting, and we are the colors that splash across its canvas and create its true soul...
Life is full of mystery, our history is only the past repeated, so don't stay seated...don't watch us play, come and join in the game.