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| New Site - Thursday, June 19, 2008 |
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hopelessness, hopelessness, this is the way my mind drifts. i've had it, i've
had it, i've had it up to here. sights are locked in now, beyond the point of no
return. on a one way course with death, in my mind the world will burn.
hopelessness and a burning pit, you never believe me, you"ll never believe me
you never will. so for now, all bets are off, all guilt absolved I will be your
whipping boy. for God, Jesus, Hitler, Satan love and war. Beat me to death and
leave me on the floor. In grey mottled ecstasy, A test tube hysterectomy. an
abortion post natally A renewal in a pool of energy. |
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She opens up like a book, solitude, and my open wound. Now I'm in her grip. A
lifelong dream , a flash of light. An intertactive interconnection, The
impossibility R- Forces are aligning,if you don't act you are deciding today You
will obey. A nightmare of death She is hanging on the cross. arms outstretched,
needlemarks and scars she becons out across the wasteland. I take her hand. she
fills me with her poison gift, and we walk away across the sand Deeper and
deeper I slip, coming back everyday Until finally I can't crawl out, And in the
dark I stay Spiralling into this angry pit I die a little everyday Drowning in
her arms, Until I slowly fade away |
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locked down at the age
of nine, abandoned and abused. Left alone- learned violence, revenge and
petulence. I live in your death, your death lives in me... Your traces will
vanish, your body will feed. Hood, a long history, lynchings hangings drunken
debauchery. WE CREATED THIS. Turned unto itself. We created this... locked in a
cell. A moment of remorse, a knife in trembling hand, flesh absorbing flesh ..
make me into what I am. Turn the other cheek motherfucker, turn the other cheek.
I ingest your past .. consume your totality Motivated by hunger .. sustained by
mortality. Unwilling to accept the truth, theres only one way to hold on to you.
I'll make you into something new, assimilate your attributes. It's eye for an
eye now everyones blind. Eye for an eye for an eye for an eye. Unwilling to
accept the truth theres only one way to hold on to you. I'll make you into
something new, assimilate your attributes. |
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