Living in a world with the image of hell
What becomes of me and you only time will tell
The work of sin, it's an easy trade
With the lies ive been told from the friends i have made
When apathetic minds lead apathetic lives
The views of Christianity destroy mankind
Regard for human life spirals down the drain
The world is rotting, rotting in its grave
The quest for **********
Results in mans extermination
Intelligence is lost
At life's cost
The fate of the land is in the demonic hands
Of ignorant men with catastrophic plans
The window to happiness is as clear as crystal
To solve any problem all you need is a pistol
Mar 8, 2012
Mar 8, 2012 at 7:33 PM UTC
Living in times of decline
A world of decay
At night no stars shine
Crashing into the end of days
Blazing a trail to death
Leaving ash in my wake
Counting my every breath
It's my life to live and my life to take
Lying face down i'm ***** and defiled
I don't wanna be the cause of your smile
I'm not yours or mine, nor man or boy
i don't wanna be your pride and joy
Gimme gimme this
Gimme gimme that
Gimme gimme drugs
Gimme gimme disease
I'm negative charged
Atom age beast
Dec 10, 2011
Dec 10, 2011 at 10:23 PM UTC
there's a place up the road where the **** of this town meet
The city, is so ***** you catch infections from the street
The creatures congregate, their motives cloak and dagger
Occasionally, i can be found, drunk i stumble and stagger
I can't breathe, suffocating in this poison town
A terminal social cancer from a carcinogenic crowd
Suffering melted skin from the acid rain,
Fried nerves from bullet burns shot through my brain
And you're polluting my eardrums
With your toxic verbal sludge
And your tarnished silver tongue
Is lapping up my blood
Jul 11, 2011
Jul 11, 2011 at 12:54 PM UTC
I see my reflection in a sea of smoke
And there's nothing i can do
i see myself go under, i can't breathe i only choke
And there's nothing i can do
Feb 24, 2011
Feb 24, 2011 at 1:58 PM UTC
There's little truth in the world. Practically none in my surroundings. I'm waiting for that moment, that time where it all turns around. I'm waiting for the seasons to change. Until then, I'll climb back into my bottle and wait.
Feb 24, 2011
Feb 24, 2011 at 11:52 AM UTC
What do i need to do?
It's a vicious never ending cycle
A broken record
Will work for a bit
The needle gets stuck in a rut
It repeats over and over and over and over
Maybe it can be fixed
Maybe, just maybe the chips will fall into the right place
And everything will work out for the better in the end
And then again
Maybe not
Feb 24, 2011
Feb 24, 2011 at 11:48 AM UTC
To hell and back again
My permanent residence
Everything is so heated
It's all ****** up,...
...My choice i guess...
What else am i supposed to do?
Just swallow the poison?
Humor the idea
"everything is gonna be ok"
Sad state of affairs
This mess i got myself in
Point my finger at the mirror
Though it's not been spoken
We know where to place blame
...it doesn't need to be said...
I just want a release,
An escape.
I want the most magnificent illusion
"it's all gonna be ok"
...No cracks,
No flaws,
No imperfections
Until then...
Feb 24, 2011
Feb 24, 2011 at 11:44 AM UTC
I walked across a tightrope
Balanced on a razors edge
Trying to cut a diamond
Out of an arrowhead
Its facets were ***** and murky
It shined underneath the crust
I cut and i carved and wouldn't you know
This diamond turned to dust
Feb 23, 2011
Feb 23, 2011 at 12:24 PM UTC
Naive for thinking
I'm foolish for believing
We had a future
Feb 14, 2011
Feb 14, 2011 at 12:09 PM UTC
Everything's ****** and it's all gone astray
At least for just right now anyway
Go ahead and leave we know i can't make you stay
Left with the bitter sadness and its unforgiving embrace
And so here i sit with no company
In my lake of mistakes, i want no sympathy
If i should ever fall from you angelic grace
Then i'll drown in my shame knowing i lost this race
It's time to place blame, to point all our fingers
I'll point a gun aimed directly at the mirror
There's nothing left to feel, i won't make another mistake
I'll enjoy my last meal that's led me to break
Alone for the last time, loathing in self-pity
In my lake of mistakes, i want no sympathy
And if i shall ever fall from your angelic grace
I'll disappear and put myself in my place
Feb 3, 2011
Feb 3, 2011 at 2:46 PM UTC