I am a friend of yours,
I am a friend of hers.
I am a friend of him,
I am a friend of kids.

I will bring you down,
I can make you frown.
I can make you cry,
I can get you high.

You can't get enough,
then we'll fall in love.
You'll waste your money,
all on me.

I'll show you highs,
I'll show you lows.
I'll show you all the places,
we can go.

Hello,
I am your drug.
Hello,
I am your addiction.

I will tear down reality,
I will **** your family.
I will take away your friends,
and prove there's no end.

I'll make you feel,
completely invisible.
There will be no laws,
no principles.

I am your drug,
I am your addiction.

I'll let you fall,
and lose it all.
Lose your mind,
fall behind.

I'll slowly **** you,
and not care.
As you cry out,
life's not fair.

I am your drug,
I am your addiction.
I am your drug,
I am your addiction.

There is no reason,
for government permission.
There is no reason,
we can't have an intervention.

Release the military,
from its ******* "mission".
But the government,
has no intentions.

War and killing,
spending trillions,
killing billions,
all for oil.

People dying,
people crying,
while we're smiling,
we love war.

There is no reason,
we can't have a resurrection,
of philosophies,
like Isolation and more.

There is no reason,
we can't have protection,
without,
going to war.

War and killing,
spending trillions,
killing billions,
all for oil.

People dying,
people crying,
while we're smiling,
we love war.

We love war,
we love war,
we love war,
no more war!

You are,
a ray of sunshine,
on the darkest days.

You are,
the rain that washes,
all the pain away.

You are,
my best friend,
and I'm proud to say...

I love you.

You are,
the bright sun,
during a sun shower.

You are,
the most beautiful,
in a bed of flowers.

You are,
the reason,
I spend endless hours...

dreaming of you.

I love you.

I miss you,
I miss me.
Lately living,
hasn't been easy.

And this disease,
isn't easy to live with.
I'm just a kid,
with dreams.

What if my goals,
are dreams?
Is that why you left me?

I know I'm a dreamer.
And you aren't exactly a believer.
But I need you, to believe.
If I am to beat this disease.

I can't beat it,
on my own.
I can't handle,
the unknown.

I miss you,
and I miss me.

Spring is beautiful.
Full hills,
green.
Round;
soft as breast.
And then,
the leaves,
breakout on the trees.
The petals drop,
carpet the Earth,
pink and white.
Behind the fruitfulness,
are men,
who experiment with seeds.
Men of chemistry,
men of disease.
Men at the borders,
men who quarantine.
These are "great men".
Driving the Earth to produce!
My God!
There is a crime here,
there is a sorrow here,
that weeping cannot symbolize!
There is a failure here,
that topples our success!
The fertile Earth,
dying.
In the eyes of the people,
failure.

And old man, a beggar man,
on the side of the road.
Where that man truly belongs,
no one really knows.

It's not like anyone really cares,
tossing quarters in his jar.
Like the money that they give him,
will get him very far.

It won't give him a shelter,
it won't give him a home.
It won't give him healthy food,
it won't give him warm clothes.

An old man, a beggar man,
roaming the streets at night.
Just another common fool,
fighting for his life.

It's not like anyone really cares,
as they slowly trot by.
He's just another guy,
on the side of the road.

He will never have a shelter,
he will never have a home.
He will never have healthy food,
he will never have warm clothes.

An old man, a beggar man,
on the side of the road.
Who that man truly is,
no one will ever know.

If you think about it, it's sad,
how at the end of this charade,
we're buried in the ground,
and left there to decay.

We work so hard throughout our lives,
work to the bone,
just to be judged,
by a man on a throne.

But life's had me questioning recently,
what's real and what's a hoax.
Is the great beyond really real,
or a story handed down by old folk?

Because I sure hope that soldier,
that I saw buried today,
will go up to that great beyond,
and not lie there and decay.

I mean, after all,
he deserves it more than me.
He worked so hard, worked to the bone,
to support a family.

So God bless you, my grandfather,
for you, God waits.
Just promise you'll be the first to greet me,
at the pearly gates.

Do you see that rocking chair,
rocking on the front porch?
Unsteady, creaking, rotted wood,
rocking back and forth.

Do you see that elderly man,
sitting in that rocking chair?
Fragile, old, withering away,
running his hand through his grey hair.

Do you know that elderly man,
and what he's done for our country?
Fought, killed, risked his life,
all for the "Land of the Free".

Do you feel for that elderly man,
sitting alone on his front porch?
Has no family, no wife, no kids,
no one to carry his torch.

Where did that elderly man go?
For sale sign in the front yard.
Heart attack? Seizure? No, suicide.
Looks like living got too hard.

Do you see that rocking chair,
rocking on the front porch?
Unsteady, creaking, rotted wood,
alone it rocks,
back and forth.

I see, beauty in the stars,
even found beauty in old fashioned cars.
Beautiful, is the first day of spring,
and it's beautiful when church choirs sing.

When a baby is born,
when it learns to walk,
when it grows up,
and finally learns how to talk.

There's a lot of things in life,
that are beautiful,
but nothing is more beautiful than her.

And where ever you go,
I want you to always know.
You're beautiful to me,
even if you can't see it.

And I'll always love you,
you don't have the slightest clue.
You mean the world to me,
and you can't even see it.

Sitting by the river bank,
slipping in and out of consciousness,
realizing my life's a complete mess.
What's the point of living it?

Sitting by the river bank,
stripping myself of my clothes,
destroying my I.D. so no one knows,
who I am.

Sitting on the river bank,
head submerged underwater,
committing the act of manslaughter,
on myself.

Floating by the river bank,
all is calm and serene,
not a living soul is to be seen,
and I am happy, free.

Today I felt the pain,
I haven't felt in years.
And it was here to stay,
and it brought on the tears.

How could I not have seen,
the coming of the fall.
How could I not have seen,
that you would end it all.

What have I done wrong,
my dearest friend?
Can I save our love,
or is this the end?

Was my love not enough,
to keep you in my arms?
I know I ******* stuff up,
but I meant you no harm.

Please give me the chance,
I'll be all that I can.
I'll make my final stance,
and prove that I'm your man.

What have I done wrong,
my dearest friend?
Can I save our love,
or is this the end?

It was 12:02am.
Saturday morning.
I was hungry.
So hungry.
Now that I think of it,
I was beyond hungry.
I was starving.
I was so hungry,
I could eat a horse.
And then it hit me.
I'll eat a horse.
And so I got into my car,
and drove to the nearest farm.
On the way there,
I hit a rabbit.
It was a gruesome scene.
I contemplated stopping and eating the rabbit,
but I knew in the end,
that was a bad idea.
I mean, it wouldn't even fill my appetite.
I needed something that would,
like a horse.
So I arrived at the farm,
and snuck into the horses stables.
I was sneakier than Bill Clinton,
that is,
until he got caught of course.
But I never got caught!
I got into one of the stalls,
and injected the horse with a lethal dose of cyanide.
I always carried cyanide around with me,
I knew there would be a right time and a right place to use it.
And that time was now.
I proceeded to pick the horse up with my super human strength,
and brought it to the car.
I tied it to the roof of the car,
and drove it home.
It was a glorious night.
I fired up the grill,
poured some apple juice,
because I didn't drink,
drinking is bad,
and had horse meat all night long.
It tasted like chicken,
just without the chicken.
I was a happy man,
and I went to bed with a full stomach.
The next morning,
I woke to a startling surprise.
I was in a stable,
and I was surrounded by horses.
All around me,
horses.
"We know what you did last night" one of the horses said,
as it stood up,
and cracked its hooves.
All the other horses did the same.
I closed my eyes,
and took a deep breath,
as I was trampled to death,
by the trusty steeds.

It was goodbye.
From beginning to end.
Whether we liked it,
or not.
It was a long goodbye,
several years,
stretched out over time,
so that in the end,
there was no pain.
Just memories.
It had its happy moments,
and its sad ones.
Most of those sad moments didn't occur till the end,
when in fact,
I knew it was over.
You see,
most goodbye's,
are short,
bitter,
and are usually full of unbridled rage.
We knew we didn't want that.
We wanted to be able to look back,
and say things ended,
on a good note.
Not an ugly one.
So we began saying goodbye from the beginning,
from the day we met,
we already knew it was over.
We knew someday,
it was gonna end.
One of us,
or maybe both of us,
wouldn't want to be with the other anymore.
Turns out,
it would be her who didn't want to be with me.
The day came,
the dreadful day,
where she said it,
goodbye.
I was okay,
or was I?
We had prepared for this,
for several years,
we built a tower,
a tower of love,
on happy memories.
But one word,
made me forget all of those memories.
Later that night,
I found my gun.
I sat in my room,
with my finger on the trigger,
for hours.
I never pulled that trigger.
I remembered,
the whole time I was with her,
I was saying goodbye.
We were saying goodbye.
We knew it was one big charade,
and that someday,
one of us wouldn't want to play anymore.
But like a fair sport,
the other would have to accept it,
and remember the fun they had playing their game.
So it was okay.
I was alright.
Who thought a goodbye,
could save your life.

It was hot,
so ******* hot.
My house was hotter than *** with a wool sock.
Of course,
there was only one course of action I could take,
get naked.
And so I was naked.
Later that day,
I was walking to the kitchen,
when suddenly,
my belly button started to itch.
I looked down,
and out of my bell button,
crawled an enormous, hairy tarantula.
I immediately slapped the tarantula off my stomach,
and crushed it with my bare foot.
It crunched beneath my foot,
and its slimy being squirted everywhere.
Then, my ear started to itch,
and out crawled,
another tarantula.
Soon,
my throat began to itch,
and my nose began to itch,
and my ******* began to itch..
I don't know why my ******* were itchy,
but,
anyway,
tarantulas began crawling out of all the holes my body had.
Then,
my **** began to itch.
"NO!!" I screamed.
But my words had no power,
and out crawled more tarantulas from my ****.
I slowly fell to my knees,
as the tarantulas poured out of my lifeless body.
I did not know what to do,
so I ran to the back of my house,
opened the glass slider,
ran onto the back deck,
and jumped off.
Sadly,
this did not **** me,
and I only broke both my legs.
The bones were sticking straight out of my knees,
and tarantulas began crawling out of my open wounds.
I soon began to choke on the tarantulas,
suffocated,
and died.

It was a cold, wintry December day.
I was at home,
sitting by the fire.
The fire was hot,
but from where I sat,
it felt like a warm blanket.
Suddenly,
my ******* started to lactate,
uncontrollably.
I did not know what was going on.
I lifted up my soaking wet shirt,
and put my hands over my *******,
in an attempt to stop the lactating,
but it did not work.
And then,
it stopped.
I squeezed my *******,
to see if they would lactate again,
but nothing happened.
I went to bed,
hoping this nightmare would be over in the morning.
But it wasn't.
When I woke up,
I went into the bathroom to perform my daily morning activities,
when I realized something on my chest.
A third ******!
I tried to rip it off,
but I couldn't.
Later that day,
at dinner,
I was eating a juicy, tender steak,
when suddenly,
all three of my ******* began to lactate!
I tried to stop them,
for they were lactating all over my steak.
Then, like before,
it stopped.
This proceeded for many days.
Everyday,
I woke up with another ******,
and everyday around six o'clock,
they would all lactate,
until one day,
the unthinkable happened.
I woke up.
I could not move.
I had no legs.
No arms.
I was a giant ******.
"NO!" I screamed.
Then,
as usual,
I began to lactate,
violently,
and then I exploded.

It was a Friday night,
I was on the phone with my grandmother when I looked at the clock suddenly remembered,
it was time for the ritual.
I immediately hung up on my grandmother,
and stripped of my clothing.
The ritual required I be naked.
I then took some goat cheese out of my refrigerator,
and put it in the microwave.
I waited.
The goat cheese seemed like it took forever to melt,
but it only took a few minutes.
In those few minutes,
I just sat there,
and played with my left ******.
Finally, the timer went off,
and it was done.
I took the melted goat cheese,
and poured it onto my body.
It burned,
but I suffered through it.
I would do anything for the Goat Gods.
Anything.
Once the melted goat cheese was poured onto my body,
I began to lather myself in it.
Soon, I was covered in melted goat cheese.
The smell,
was horrendous,
but in a way,
I enjoyed it.
Then, I removed the goat blood from my refrigerator,
and poured it into a ***,
which had been on the oven all day,
waiting.
I began to boil the goat blood.
I took a sip of it.
"No" I said as a shook my head in disappointment.
I had been ripped off again by my goat blood dealer.
There was no flavoring in it.
It tasted like goat blood.
So I threw in some carrots,
and a dollop of horse radish.
While it was boiling,
I went to my bedroom,
to my closet,
where I found my goat mask.
A real goats head I had carved out and made into a mask.
I put it on.
When I had it on,
I felt like one with the Goat Gods.
When I returned,
the goat blood was done.
I poured it into a Tupperware container,
sealed it,
and put on my shoes.
By now,
the once hot and slimy goat cheese,
was dried,
and stuck to my body.
It was crusty,
like the crusties you get in your eyes,
just all over your body.
I walked out the front door,
across the street,
to my neighbors house.
I tried to open the front door.
Locked.
They knew I was coming this time.
Last week,
they forgot.
So I left the goat blood on their front steps,
and left.
When I got home,
I immediately went to the TV,
sat down,
and turned on "Antique Roadshow".
I looked out my window,
and saw my nervous neighbor grab the goat blood,
and bring it inside.
"Soon they will join the Goat Side" I said as I repeated it to myself, "Soon they will join the Goat Side".

The boiling point of water is one hundred degrees Celsius,
or two hundred and twelve degrees Fahrenheit.
Every morning,
my wife boils water in an old fashioned kettle,
because the new one that beeps,
well, it broke.
Somehow,
she broke it.
So every morning,
I wake up to the obnoxious whistling of the old fashioned kettle.
The slow rising,
higher and higher,
louder and louder,
the whistle pierced my ears,
like a spear through one ear,
and out the other.
I just couldn't take it anymore!
One morning,
I woke up with a monstrous headache.
I rolled over in bed and asked my darling,
"Do you mind not boiling water this morning for your tea?
I have a horrible headache"
"Sure" she said kindly, and went back to sleep.
Finally,
one day without the screeching kettle.
I slowly drifted back to sleep.
But then,
I was awaken!
A hideous screeching noise was coming from the kitchen,
slowly rising,
it got higher and higher,
louder and louder,
the whistle pierced my ears,
like a harpoon through one ear,
and out the other.
I just couldn't take it anymore!
I jumped out of bed,
took no time to put my pants on,
and charged out into the kitchen.
"What's wrong dear!?" my wife shrieked, frightened by my sudden anger.
I did not even listen to her,
I grabbed the kettle,
opened it up,
and threw the boiling water,
onto my wife gorgeous face.
The boiling hot water sizzled on her cool face.
Her skin began to bubble,
and burn.
The aroma of burning flesh,
filled the air.
She cried out in pain,
as she fell to the ground.
It was then I realized,
I was going to go to jail for this...
So I proceeded to smash her face in with the kettle I was holding,
until she was unconscious.
I checked her pulse.
She was dead.
I looked at the clock.
5:34.
"I can deal with the body in the morning" I said to myself,
as a grabbed a cold glass of water.
"Looked like you reached your 'boiling point' there, Jeff" I thought to myself,
as a chuckled.

The warmth from her body,
radiates onto mine,
giving me a cool sweat.
I sweat mostly,
because I am nervous.
I am usually never nervous when we are together,
but that is probably because I have never been this close to her.
The closest I have been was when I walked by her at the Jumpin' Joe's coffee shop on the corner of Caesar Street and Melanie Lane.
That was a great day.
I had never felt so close to her,
but now, I was even closer.
I begin to slowly grin,
showing off my pearly whites.
The love of my life,
standing right in front of me.
My one and only,
true love.
She busts out a few dance moves.
They startle me,
so I step back.
She is so **** ****.
I move back in.
I try not to get too close,
I don't want to startle her.
I feel overjoyed to be here with her tonight.
Like a child when he sees the ice cream truck.
That is just how happy I am.
I move in even closer.
I am breathing down her neck.
Now if only she would turn around and dance with me instead of her husband...

My wife always nags me.
This seems to be a problem with most women I marry.
Or most women in general.
They all nag me.
I'm laid back.
Or as my past wives say,
"lazy".
Sure, you could say that,
but I prefer the term,
laid back.
Anyway,
so my wife is always nagging me.
"Do the dishes" she says.
"Do the laundry" she says.
"Vacuum the house" she says.
Eventually, I would do it.
But the nagging got worse.
"Fix the squeaky front door" she says.
"Clean out the gutters" she says.
"Sort the trash from the recyclables" she says.
Eventually, I couldn't take it anymore.
I had enough.
So I took my wife,
and threw her in a vat of acid.
I watched as her skin slowly melted off her body,
like ice cream melting on an ice cream cone,
minus the stickiness.
I watched her hair dry up,
and disintegrate into nothing.
Her fingernails slowly fell off,
and her eyes began to slip out of her head,
as she let out a final scream.
She looked just as beautiful as she did the first day I met her.
My eyes feasted on the greatness before them,
although it does get kind of boring after the fourth time.
Nonetheless, I still enjoyed it.
There's nothing like throwing your half asleep wife in a vat of acid on a cold Sunday morning.

All alone,
night sky lights a path of hope.
No home,
only the streets to roam.

Lost in fear,
the sound of war is all you can hear.
Gun in hand,
another night in Iran.

Trembling,
the cool night air begins to sting.
And the ring of gunshots in your ear,
leaves you paranoid.

Each breath,
could be your last.
So you make them fast.

No man has ever faced Death,
and come out alive.
So why do you?
You know you’re going to die.
So why?

Are you brave?
Or just foolish.
Do you remember,
what the rule is?

No one can cheat Death.

And so you become Death.

And what of your family?
Are they proud?
Daddy killing bad guys,
put them all in the ground.

Didn't even know them,
but he wasted his own life,
to **** every last one of them,
becoming Death and his scythe.

But one day,
someone came for you.
They took your life,
and the title of Death too.

Like a dog about to be put down,
you whimper and you scream.
It was over from the beginning,
your future was foreseen.

No man has faced Death,
and come out alive.
So why do you?
You know you're going to die.
So why?

Are you brave?
Or just foolish.
Do you remember,
what the rule is?

No one can cheat Death.

Not even Death himself.

Living in seclusion,
trapped in an illusion.
Lost,
but found.

Finally found happiness,
in a catastrophic mess.
Inside,
my mind.

Scaling the walls of my mind,
searching for things I can't find.
Trapped,
inside.

Stuck in a grand illusion,
no escape from confusion.
Lost,
my mind.

Is there an escape,
from this awful place?
I'm happy but alone,
my mind if left to roam,
roam the innards of my mind,
a dark place inside.

Our love has fallen into,
the fiery depths of hell,
and you can already tell,
our love is over,
it's up in flames.

There's no doubt that our love,
will always remain strong,
but somewhere we went wrong,
and now it's over,
our love is gone.

I saw you the other day,
sitting in the town square,
I felt there was something there,
but we ignored it,
and said goodbye.

How could we both walk away,
without a thing to say,
how could I walk away,
without saying,
I still love you.

This is the fall of,
all of,
our nation,
a hypocrisy,
in the making,
creating,
an empire,
built on lies.

Everyone can see,
what I see,
your lying,
to your country,
and you're no leader,
you're a coward,
this is,
your final hour.

You've made an abomination,
of our once all powerful nation.
We built it up from the ground,
just for you to tear it down.

Fighting overseas for oil,
fighting on enemy soil.
Fighting for what you call "peace",
this isn't peace, and it must cease.

We must,
all must speak,
challenge,
the power.
Fight,
for the rights,
and stop,
all this evil.

In the Tree of Hypocrisy,
the roots,
of damnation,
pass on,
through us.
As hypnotized,
children say,
"In God We Trust."

The world's long gone,
it's lost and thrown away,
lost in the greed of society.
There's no way out of this judgement day,
why can't we understand that.

The world is such a crazy place,
so might as well get lost inside it.

******, war,
it's just your average day,
what happened to this **** country?
This world is beyond ****** up now,
and that's an understatement.

There is no longer peace or grace,
they both have been devoured,
by power.

And now we have to face the fact,
judgement day is here at last.

Don't fear,
there's no reason to be scared,
it will all be over soon,
all be over in a minute.

Don't fear,
the end is coming soon,
and we will all die,
we will all die.

Chaos on earth,
chaos among man,
when the devil emerged,
and hatched an evil plan.

Beelzebub came from the ground and,
Beelzebub raided the towns and,
Beelzebub destroyed all around him,
and Beelzebub killed all the townsmen.

He marched across the land,
destroying all the cities,
killing all of man,
with no remorse, no pity.

Beelzebub came from the ground and,
Beelzebub raided the towns and,
Beelzebub destroyed all around him,
and Beelzebub killed all the townsmen.

Hell is on earth,
hell is in the sky.
Everyone who lives,
eventually will die.

Beelzebub came from the ground and,
Beelzebub raided the towns and,
Beelzebub destroyed all around him,
and Beelzebub killed all the townsmen.

They do what they do,
for their god.
They do what they do,
for the heavens above.

They do what they do,
cause they god said to.
Here to save their religion,
it's what they're born to do.

Peace, love, and car bombings,
destroying their surroundings.
Peace, love, and car bombings,
to their god, they will sing.

Think they were born,
to restore peace.
By causing lives,
to forever cease.

Arm themselves,
with holy guns.
Their religion,
is the only one.

Peace, love, and car bombings,
destroying their surroundings.
Peace, love, and car bombings,
to their god, they will sing.

Peace, love, and car bombings,
destroying their surroundings.
Peace, love, and car bombings,
to their god, they will sing.

Why,
why,
why,
oh why?
Why must the innocent die?
Religion confuses the mind,
religion leaves us blind.

Traveled across the world,
traveled to see my baby girl.
My one and only love,
sent down from the heavens above.

Our love was perfect,
nothing could hurt it.
So we traveled the world,
traveled with my baby girl.

Do you remember our love?
Do you remember the morning sun?
Do you remember Venice,
do you remember our final kiss?

Spent our lives together,
for what felt like forever.
But forever wasn't enough,
when the going got tough.

You gave up on me,.
in Venice, Italy.
Spent our lives together,
a wasted forever.

Do you remember our love?
Do you remember the morning sun?
Do you remember Venice,
do you remember our final kiss?

You're my imperfect harmony,
my never ending symphony.
Lost and insane,
we surrendered in vain,
to the game.
Love has no shame.

Lost and insane,
we surrendered in vain,
to the game.
Love has no shame.

Our love,
can never be broken.
Our love,
is like words unspoken.
And only gets stronger,
over time.

Our love,
cannot be outspoken.
Our love,
will forever be unbroken.
And will last until,
the end of time.

My heart is always open,
and is larger than all the oceans.
Lost and insane,
we surrendered in vain,
to the game.
Love has no shame.

Lost and insane,
we surrendered in vain,
to the game.
Love has no shame.

Our love,
can never be broken.
Our love,
is like words unspoken.
And only gets stronger,
over time.

Our love,
cannot be outspoken.
Our love,
will forever be unbroken.
And will last until,
the end of time.

I need,
you love,
to keep me from going completely insane.
I need,
your love,
it's the only thing that keeps the pain away.
I need,
you love,
it's the only thing that keeps my heart at bay.
I need,
help from above,
because this love is driving me insane.

Some one save me,
from going crazy.
Some one save me,
I'm going crazy.

Love's confusion, it's just an illusion.
Some one save me, from going crazy.
Love's confusion, it's all an illusion.
Some one save me, I'm going crazy.

The memory of you haunts me,
just like a ghost.
You were a parasite,
I was the host.

You ****** me dry,
of all my life,
and left me there to die.

You were my friend,
my love.
But I have had...

Enough with all the *******,
you put me through.
You give me no **** space,
no breathing room.

My mind's made up,
I've had enough,
with all your stuff,
we're through.

You were my friend,
my love.
But I have had,
enough.
You were my friend...

My world is fallin',
I am callin' you.
I realize I can't live,
without you.

So am I the parasite,
in this relationship,
who knows?

The memory of you haunts me,
just like a ghost.
I was the parasite,
you were the host.

I was wrong,
you were strong,
but I kept pushing away.

You were my friend,
my love.
But you have had,
enough.

Oh I met a girl,
and she is really great.
There's nothing about her,
I could ever hate.

She's perfect to me,
but we can never be.

She's absolutely gorgeous,
and has beautiful brown eyes.
She's always fun to be with,
and he smiles always shines.

She's perfect to me,
but we can never be.

So if you're ever lonely,
just call me,
I'm always,
here for you.

You never cease to amaze me,
you're amazing,
and it's true,
I love you.

Another lonesome day,
that the rain can't wash away.
Another day, insane,
another day in pain.

Another day alone,
sitting my the phone.
Waiting for you to call,
awaiting my final fall.

Awaiting,
my final fall.
Awaiting...

I have lost my heart,
to a majestic art.
Impeached from the throne,
thrown into a world unknown.

Now I sit alone,
waiting by the phone.
Waiting for you to call,
awaiting my final fall.

Awaiting,
my final fall.
Awaiting,
my final fall.
Awaiting...
Awaiting...

Let the rain,
wash away,
the pain.
Let the rain,
wash away,
the pain.
Let the rain,
wash away,
the pain.
Pain,
wash away the pain.

Awaiting,
my final fall.
Awaiting,
my final fall.
Awaiting,
my final fall.
Awaiting...

Evil is war,
it comes at a cost.
Millions of souls,
tragically lost.

Millions of lives,
never the same.
Millions of lives,
forever changed.

At the hands of war,
there will be no more,
peace on Earth,
is it really worth,
letting people die,
with no reason why,
think of all the gore,
at the hands of war.

Wastes our money,
and natural resources.
When we go to war,
with enemy forces.

War consumes the mind,
and will take your soul.
Like a black hole,
it swallows you whole.

At the hands of war,
there will be no more,
peace on Earth,
is it really worth,
letting people die,
with no reason why,
think of all the gore,
at the hands of war.

Can we not see,
we have gone to far.
War is not the solution,
for all of mankind's disagreements.
No one should have to rise,
and pledge their lives,
to fighting a war.
We have to make peace!

At the hands of war,
there will be no more,
peace on Earth,
is it really worth,
letting people die,
with no reason why,
think of all the gore,
at the hands of war.

We live,
in hypocrisy.
We want,
real democracy.
But we,
are lost in all,
the ******* that,
we are fed today.

Blinded,
by Capitalism.
As our country,
becomes a **** prison.
Greed has,
taken over our world,
there will be no justice,
til our voices are heard.

Cheated,
our voices,
are suppressed.
Hollow elected candidates do what is necessary to make themselves look best.

Censored,
we only hear,
half the truth.
Or maybe that's just the ******* that they forecast to come down in buckets on every roof.

**** the police,
but practice safe ***.
Having babies,
can make quite a mess.
Don't do drugs,
only *******.
And everything,
will be okay.

There is,
no way,
out of,
this implosion.

Surviving,
and thriving,
on limited,
natural resources.
How long can we survive?

Machines tear,
into the forest.
Consuming all,
that we have.
A war on nature,
come join the attack.

Evil, money hungry corporations,
causing all the hectic devastation.
They watch the fall,
of it all.

Happiness is not about the money that you think you need.

Society's fallen into chaos.
All we can do is watch and smile.
There's no escape from our demise!
Will no one listen to me?

Animals with no home or shelter,
flee and cry.
What I've seen, it is the truth,
and truth can't lie.

Machines tear,
into the forest.
Consuming all,
that we have.
A war on nature,
come join the attack.

Evil, money hungry corporations,
causing all the hectic devastation.
They watch the fall,
of it all.

Happiness is not about the money that you think you need.

Society's fallen into chaos.
All we can do is watch and smile.
There's no escape from our demise!
Will no one listen to me?

There is no escape from time.
We've committed the wrongs, committed the crimes.
Now it's our turn, our turn to die.
We've committed the wrongs, committed the crimes.

Society's fallen into chaos.
All we can do is watch and smile.
There's no escape from our demise!
Will no one listen to me?

There is no escape from time.
We've committed all the wrongs, committed all the crimes.

Do you remember my name?
I know I've been far away.

Can you remember my name?
You still look the same.

You look the same as the day,
I went away.

I know I feel,
just the same,
as the day,
I went away.

Do you feel?
Do you feel the same?
Tell me,
do you remember my name?

Hello, how do you feel?
Tell me this isn't real.

You left me, for another man
where do I stand?

You look the same as the day,
I went away.

I know I feel,
just the same,
as the day,
I went away.

Do you feel?
Do you feel the same?
Tell me,
do you remember my name?

I was hungry.
So I ate my dog.
Uncooked.
It's flesh got stuck between my teeth.
Which is good.
I can still taste it now,
when I am hungry.

As of recent,
there has been an infestation of cockroaches in my house.
I want to rid of them, but I cannot call an exterminator.
I do not want him to find the bodies.
So I decided,
I could only rid of them,
by eating them.
And I ate them all,
one by one.
Each roach crunching between my teeth.
The tangy juices,
squeezing into my mouth,
and down my throat.
I must say,
after a while,
they did not taste bad.
They in fact tasted quite delicious.
So delicious, that I started eating them with meals.
Soon, I was only eating the roaches.
Now, all I eat,
is roaches.

The whispers.
They won't go away.
The have been haunting me,
for days.
I cannot eat.
I cannot sleep.
The whispers,
they follow me.
So one day,
I took a pencil,
and shoved it into my ear.
But the whispers,
they were still there.
So I did it again,
and I did it again,
until they went away.
When I awaken,
I was surrounded by doctors,
who were mimes.

It was Friday afternoon.
The skies were grey.
I was grey.
I felt grey,
and you probably know what I mean,
if you have felt grey before.
Being grey feels good sometimes,
but usually feels absolutely horrible.
But being grey is besides the point.
I was hungry,
but I did not want to move from the comfortable position I was in.
So I began to nibble on my finger nails.
They tasted good,
so good, that I decided to eat all of them.
I slowly ripped each nail off of each finger,
one by one.
The rusty, iron taste of blood and nail was perfect.
But soon, I was out of finger nails.
So I took of my shoes,
and ate all my toe nails.
When I was done,
I was no longer hungry.
I was happy.

Today I found a bird of the side of the road.
It had been hit by a car, and was dying.
I picked it up, and slowly caressed it in my hand.
It looked into my eyes, and let out a weak chirp.
Then, with one swift movement,
I crushed the bird in my hand.
It twitched a bit, then died.
I smiled, and knew what I must do next.
Some may say it deserves a proper burial.
I cooked it, and ate it for dinner.
I am now one with the bird.
We are now brothers.
I am now Bird Man.

The basement was damp.
"I love you,"
she said,
as I finished pouring gasoline,
on her ******* body.
"Shut up,"
I said,
as I lit the match,
and dropped it on her.
"I love you,"
she screamed,
as I watched her burn,
from a far.
"I love the smell of burning human flesh,"
I said back,
and smiled.

I stare at the clock,
as it slowly ticks.
Tick, tock,
tock, tick.
I can't wait any longer.
I dig my nails in,
into my skin,
and peel.
I peel off my skin,
revealing my bare flesh.
The skin comes off like a banana peel.
I then take the skin, and slowly sew it together.
Then I wear it,
as clothes.
I look handsome.

I was at the doctors,
in the waiting room,
when the man next to me started to make out with his hand.
He lathered his hand in saliva,
to the point were it was dripping onto his lap.
He slowly rubbed his tongue up and down his wet, juicy hand.
He seemed to find much pleasure in making out with his hand.
So I joined him.
I liked it.
So did my hand.

The room was empty, bare.
The white walls screamed nothing.
I stood in the middle of the room.
I examined the walls carefully.
They were loud.
They hurt my ears.
So I pulled out my pocket knife,
and stabbed the walls.
They let out a screech of pain.
It was deafening.
Blood oozed from the walls wounds.
I repeatedly stabbed the walls,
till they died.
Silence consumed the room.
All you could hear, was the trickle of blood drops,
splashing on the floor.
I felt accomplished.

The sun set on another glorious day.
I sat in my recliner,
reflecting on what once was.
It was then I realized what must be done.
I walked into the kitchen, and grabbed a knife.
I slowly cut off my index finger.
Blood spurted out,
I began to drink it.
It tasted good.
The pain was excruciating,
but I cherished it.
Every **** second of it.
I then called my dog,
and fed her my finger.
She liked it too.

It was dark and it was wet.
A barrage of raindrops pelted my innocent umbrella.
Woe is me.
Woe is he.
Woe is she.
Woe is everyone.
Who am I to complain?
I looked around.
No one in sight.
So I held me breath.
I closed my eyes.
Blood rushed to my head,
as I slowly turned blue.
It felt good,
then I exploded.
Tiny chunks of raw flesh rained everywhere.

And it was then that my heart slowly sank to my feet.
I was drowning in doubt, and disbelief.
So I reached down my throat to grab my heart.
Once I had pulled it back to its proper place,
I decided to pull it out, and look at it,
see how badly you had bruised it.
Once I pulled it out, I observed it closely.
It looked dead, and was ripe with hate,
so I decided to eat it.
I shoved the heart in my mouth, like a savage,
and slowly swallowed it whole.
The heart then got stuck in my throat,
for it was too big to swallow.
I asphyxiated, and died.

My life is shaken down to the core.
Can't take being with you anymore.
All these thoughts racing, I can barely breathe.
I wish it was easy for me to leave.

And I actually try,
to keep what we have, still alive.
Have you forgotten all the ****,
that I've gone through, just to be with you.

Oh I've, seen the light,
can you help me makes things right?
Oh I've, seen the light,
can you help me make things right?

And you put on your pretend mask.
Why do I bother, why do I even ask?
Nothing is ever going to change.
The puzzle pieces can never be arranged.

And I live in my head,
where my dreams are not pretend.
And for once, I feel loved,
too bad it's not reality.

Oh I've, seen the light,
can you help me makes things right?
Oh I've, seen the light,
can you help me make things right?

Oh I'm, losing sight,
can you help me makes things right?
Oh I've, lost all sight,
can you help me see the light?

My life is shaken...

Back against the wall,
advancing,
towards me,
there's no way out of here,
except for down.
I can't escape.
I can't fall down.

I will not fall again,
emotions flee,
to parts of my mind,
that I can't find...
I'm through with,
your games.

I'm leaving,
you and your game.
It's over.

I'm leaving,
before I go insane.
It's over.

Bring me back,
to sanity,
to sanity, yeah.

And I'll laugh,
as I finally,
I finally leave.

Never thought I would,
escape your game,
I was,
trapped for what felt like forever,
and ever,
but I got away,
and showed you,
I don't need you,
I am free,
I'm finally free,
so leave me alone,
alone,
forever,
did I make a mistake,
what am I to do?
Just promise me,
you'll always remember,
who I am,
because I will,
always remember,
you...

A white man,
he made a plan,
to make a clan,
only white man.

And this white man,
he made a plan,
to rule the land,
with his white clan.

In a world of fools,
racism rules.
It's for the weak mind,
the bane of mankind.

The KKK,
that was their name,
they showed no shame,
enjoyed their game.

Enjoyed their fame,
they received for their game,
and they showed no shame,
the KKK.

In a world of fools,
racism rules.
It's for the weak mind,
the bane of mankind.

Society has gone too far,
racism is all wrong.
Society has gone too far,
racism is all wrong.