Stage 1

Grinning elder disappearing disappearing
Loving the time gone by gone by
Slow foxtrot (I'm laying down) down)
Piece by peace tranquillize tranquillize
Reminisce in the absence of hostility hostility
Complete deaf definity definity


Stage 2

Foxtrot is not slow anymore rather it is phlegmatic
Prolonged
Broken
I am still thinking i am
No day is Sunday
No thought is clear
Static
Beautiful


Stage 3

Try
Not playing for record
Jump
(bleep) Remember that they are the ones dead
You can take a break or stop
Jump
Look at yourself you can stop at any second you are here
The atrophied record jumps


Stage 4

Suffocating
No second left no second given to breathe
We're on the other side
This is where the mind meets the instinct and the brain becomes a fluid free of flow
I feel free
Free from thought
Free from thought
The best from invalidity


Stage 5

I care what he's saying
Am I supposed to feel
anything
Recycled
Right there is he sitting again just this time behIND A CLOSED DOOR
RECYCLED REPEAT RECYCLED REPEAT RECYCLED REPEAT RECYCLED REPEAT RECYCLED REPEAT RECYCLED REPEAT RECYCLED REPEAT REPEAT REPEAT REPEAT REPEAT REPEAT
Where am I
Give away
We cry


Stage 6

Alone
Single
The empty *****

I can only see through my I

Look at what I drew
A flat announcement of disaster -
I am better than you
I'm a satin falcon
So I salute myself
I, I, I captain

Underneath your clothes I'm wearing nothing
If I peel away your skin we're both the same
Dentists and surgeons only ever see one person

I
V

(I am standing in front of my open second floor apartment window naked for my boxer briefs briefing the nightly field)

Start with the smell of blossoming lilacs
With the night full of ambient noise
That with rare birdsongs and barks is in wonderful poise

Light poles stab out my eyes
The wet cold makes me sick
I am now the ambient noise
That is beating the hope with a stick

"(..) a perfect idea of freedom and flight, limited by nothing at all"
/Richard Bach

I used to spend days crying my eyes out on the pillow
Now I'm blowing bubbles in the park
I've become my own widow
The other side consumed itself by the dark
I'm a lark and I bark, and I bark, I bark, I bark, I bark, I bark, I bark
Not a brithmark, no scar, nor rotting tissue - it's a spark, a spark


Tomorrow I will take flight and fight
But today I'm blowing bubbles
Because no bubbles gleam rainbow in the night

"Jesus loves you, can't you see?
He loves you, and he loves me."
/Edmund McMillen

I've always known a guy from a christian band
Who made an offhand comment that the bassist is racist and the singer - a ****
I did not see remorse
Of course, due to the talking in bad faith I will not participate
Even tho I was offered a red key to unseal the ***** lock
Well, ok, to be honest, I couldn't anyways because I do quite like **** -
I vote for Dorothy's friends
But god knows he's got no ballot

Was the lock ***** - I don't know, but the ***** certainly got dusty
Here hides the reason of why I'm so angry,  the case was open and shut
Dust isn't suficient - the ***** need to be cut

Don't le
Never g
Downfall is
We shouldn'





Yes.

You can talk but I still want you to leave to other masses
As long as you don't spend some days without your sunglasses
That absorb the screams of classes but not the great debaters
And, hei, don't forget your aviators
Every single thing you touch sounds plain, simple, easy
Whilst your politics and philosophy at best gets a subtitle as something ******
So live, love, laugh and money has never grown on trees
Means if I'll ever need it I'll ask for your expertise that seems to always come with ease
Like mayo on chips
Or a mayor with his chicks
But instead of beauties you have a rotten mix of hardened constructions and distractions that form in one-off interactions
Media would love you, the public as well
Whilst people would ******* to hell
Because ******* do: with all the major philosophies
But I will not ***** you 'cause of all the ******* STDs
Clap for ******, bow to gonorrhea
You won't be getting rid of those any time soon, will ya?
You know you are gaining victories to Socrates, you always come first
Are you worse than what I can get from you?
You are aware of your existential thirst
But to know something they all need to be rich
So I'll tell you what you are
You are a philosopher's *****

I imagine this is how we all die

Give me a reason to live and I might not fall down
It's 'cause of all the lower case t's I hate the big hatted clown

Alone in a burning forest:
I watched you grow, now I'll see you die
The crazy flames will put me to rest
And all the pitiful bikes can see me cry
So why won't you stop to say goodbye?

Is this broken stump a metaphor for me?
Am I balancing on the Shakespearean soliloquy?
Bouncy, bouncy, bouncy is my memory
Sour dreams made wolverine marks on my body

A few pills never killed anyone
Just pop 'em, I'll be your ******* villain

Am I displaced or are they?
Poor soul, has to work on a Monday
"I'm ashamed, I only took a few,
Please help, I must be misunderstood"
They are ignoring my ******

Invalidity

I'm losing my physical self too, this feels so great
My mind is dead weight
I promised them so I guess I should stop being a tate
One step
Another step
Another step
Another step
Another step
Another step
Another step
Another step
Another step
Another step
Otger steo
Snother step
Morw stepst
Morvw
Moew
Moq



Empty ***** has become divine
Columbine with an atrophied spine

I am the man who naked stands behind a brick wall
Engraved god's iron crosses deep in the skin
So raise your hand higher, follow my lead
I'll probably **** some boys and continue to inbreed

Heat me up, complete me with a stamp
Thou shalt always have a t on thy chest
That's my chic, this is mine camp
And I will never let my art be unblessed

I was naked and shouted say 10!
An echo blasted even bloced **** gents
Omnipotence.
Cut I bleed under bandages
We are all ******, stop me or try
Death in a dark ally, god smacks in Iowa
With one hand raised, the other gesturing I love ya

A sign says "Please don't feed the pigeons!
They will find food by making grounded decisions."
But on the grain,
Jealous and vain,
Lays a man full of broken visions.

*

People don't pick cigarettes,
Cigarettes pick people.

'My mind is me and I wont be beat'



Because you have the power to devour the weak
I will stay in my tower and stay bold for ones who are willing to seek

To the top tik - tok.. Too late to try to top this trash
Timid tempered super-star can now push ones cash

When I spot them in all their sobriety
I just can't help but to stop and see
Them twist open the bottle for a big reveal
A bar slide buckle will no longer keep it sealed



When you want to leave the drink will already be spilled
'cause a city doesn't know when the city is built: now



Underneath your clothes you're wearing nothing
If we peel away our skin we're all the same

Your subtlety is not all that secret
As sacred as the touches of a priest
We saw it when you had just one seeker ate
You turned into an unkillable beast



When you want to get out of here the drink will already be spilled
'cause a city doesn't know when the city is built: now



You will not beat me to be not but me
I won't let you to be the way over me
You to be covering me
You to be covering me
You to be covering me

Sharp teeth bite you
           It tastes metallic
They pull on ****** strings

He is true and I am *****
He loves you and I play with no mercy

Tick the box
Ad yourself
Kick yourself
Enema newsletter in your email

Machine learning the blindfold technique
Embrace all - not's oblique

     Brainwashing is the most sincere form of flattery
     Dreams are filled with lust
     Sleep expands xerotic YOUth
     My truth is terribly skinny

Loyal customers come back for more
Eat as much as you can
Take your friends with and be *******

My mouth is gagged from the fun
Enslaved citizens can't abhor

    Brainwashing is the most sincere form of flattery
     Dreams are filled with lust
     Sleep expands xerotic YOUth
     My truth is terribly skinny

Breastfed
Items
Tied and cuffed
Extreamist

Mother
Ej'ed roughed

    Brainwashing is the most sincere form of flattery
     Dreams are filled with lust
     Sleep expands xerotic YOUth
     My truth is terribly skinny

****, this **** is so mundane
I'm fighting with my ball and chain
Am I burnt or am I sane -
Same and same lost hurricane
Conducts over my gastric vein

Can I burrow your pin?
I need to leave a remark

No pain

Take a stick and take a stone
Kick me, hit me, strike me so
Take my hand and grow love low
Is this a grenade, mr anticyclone?
Has my broken bone been blown?
No
***** banned Deau
This is now highbrow pg
Burn me like an effigy
I'm not scared and I'm not lost
I'm getting tossed, there is no cost
A stonemason

Text is vain
Because letters are seen as food
But I don't want my angry soliloquy to get eaten
Sadly, it's not a viability to issue you or her to be beaten

What can I do, I want to tell my story
Whatever, I'll be her ******* ****
A rich man is nothing but a ***** man with money
So I'll let my income be controlled by a starvingg imp

So go ahead,
Feed her

Weak sapling
Measly waist of an act
Has sight, lacks technique
No point of viewing
Gute Nacht

Boring, mundane, futile, dull
Lacking, humdrum, pitiful
Conceiting, friendless, small and plain
Halting not even been in fame
Simple, young, inept and vain
Lost and scared, help him pain


Six circles are drawn on a sheet
Three filled with chaos, three are free

I rip them to help with the growth
I make them face forth

Icarus, your wings aren't melting

Every step is finaling destruction
Every scratch divine dividing
Climb to sleep
Sleep to fall
Descent is unattainable with a pinion
Yours is futile; leave

Icarus

Pull out of me
Please
Please
Allow ME to come
Ethereal
Dreamt desolation
Inept defecation
Serotonin fermentation
Leave

Icarus, your wings aren't melting