I'm a mere mortal,
a man looking for love.
And you are a goddess,
sent down from above.

I am the joker,
the jester, the fool.
Just some heartache,
trying to play it cool.

I am nobody,
no one, nothing.
Just another broken heart,
always running.

I am a peasant,
and you are a queen.
I beg for your love,
yet, I go unseen.

I wander and wait,
for the day you come by,
and take my hand,
ending my crusade,
for your love, which I desire.

Under bed sheets,
through luscious lips,
foreign words slip,
from tongue to ear.
You my dear,
are a diamond amongst the rough.
A soul,
free,
flowing with the wind.
A sin,
I cannot win,
I cannot resist,
your venomous kiss.
I wish,
I could be one with you,
a thought long overdue,
but it can never be,
that is,
you and me,
because we both know how that ends.
With you taking my heart,
and tearing it apart.
Left a broken soul,
I wallow in my hole.
Till death comes calling,
upon my forsaken name.

I fight to fear another day.
Each step I take,
I exert my last will,
my last bit of strength.

The world has left me cold,
alone, to fight.
I fear what I have become,
and what will become of me.

Each day that passes by makes me stronger,
as I grow weaker.
My bones are brittle,
my heart is shriveled,
but I am one with myself.

I can withstand anything,
weather any storm,
if in the end,
I can build myself back up again.

My will is strong,
my words are one.
I am,
determined,
my mind is clear,
and I will not stop moving forward,
until I die.

The night is still.
The stars shimmer silently as I gaze into the heavens.
Beauty I once saw only in your eyes,
spread out across the skies before me.

We never know when it is going to end,
it just does.
No warning,
no notice.
Just nothing.
Abrupt.

I cannot fathom what has happened here.
The realization of you being gone has struck me,
and left me dumbfounded.
And I am still left asking,
why?

Why am I so shaken by this sudden departure?
Why am I stunned, paralyzed?
Is it because you said you loved me?
Or is it because you held me,
your body warm,
skin soft,
heartbeat slow.
I honestly don't know.

It scares me to think.
Thinking, of all things,
scares me the most.
It leaves me alone,
cold,
scared.

But I can't help thinking about you,
and why you left.

The choir sings,
their songs so sweet.
Their voices so soft,
in this fleeting moment.

The desperation,
of a dying man.
Flung into a faith,
a final stand.

And it does feel,
just a bit odd,
to call upon,
not man, but God.

But in desperation,
a man will throw away,
his values and beliefs,
just for a day.

So now he sits,
inside this house.
A house of faith,
quiet as a mouse.

He prays for hope,
for peace,
for life.

But will he get it?
A man who was not faithful,
all his life.

He will,
because God is forgiving.
Because God loves all.
Because Gods is giving.

Will he live,
through this brutal disease?

No.

But will he earn a spot in heaven?
Indeed.

The night is quiet,
the moon illuminates the sky.
The snow gleams under the moonlight,
the icicles sparkle like diamonds.

I sit on the porch,
staring at the cloudless evening sky.
How could anyone ever make out the stars?
They all look the same through teary eyes.

The long Alaskan roads are barren on cold, wintry nights.
Every night is a cold, wintry night.
I wait for someone,
anyone,
to come mend this broken heart.

The tears in my eyes freeze as they fall down my cheeks.
The frigid wind whips against my face.
The rocking chair creeks as I wait,
and wait,
and wait.

To feel the warmth of you again,
in nights so cold, and black,
I would sin over and over again,
but for now I wait,
and wait,
and wait.

I wallow in my own misery.
The taste of defeat is bitter sweet.
I drew the wrong card,
the wrong hand,
the wrong deck.

I don't know what is who,
who is what,
where is when,
when is where.

I know absolutely nothing.

The wolves howl tonight,
a constant, soothing hymn.
If I were to die tonight,
I would be happy where I am.

Because the barrel of the gun,
which rests in my mouth,
is cool enough to numb my pain,
and powerful...

Powerful enough to end this game.

I know,
I have been fading,
I'll be back soon,
when I'm better.

The pain,
of living is harder,
when you don't want,
to live anymore.

I can't keep heading down the path,
I'm heading down,
I'm fading fast.
I can only fall to my knees so many times,
before it's too late,
and I run out of time.

Please help me walk,
keep me standing.
Don't let me fall,
I need a savior.

The burden I carry,
is weighing down on me.
I can't keep traveling,
with this weight on my back.

I'll pull myself to my feet,
only to fall again,
in defeat.
And I will not hesitate,
to stand again,
to fight once more,
to make a stand.

So help me now,
before it's too late.
Before I fall and can't get up,
and seal my own fate.

See the old man,
by the alley,
by the sidewalk,
by the city.

Buy the teapot,
in the window,
in the shop,
in the city.

See the crooks,
in dark allies,
in dark corners,
in the city.

See the mayor,
by his lonesome,
not so lonesome,
******'s pretty.

The quiet marching of the drums,
towards endless shenanigans and fun.

Sweet and sour, you count down the hour,
when the time comes, you will cower.

Touch the stone walls,
in the park,
in the center,
of the city.

Hear the cars,
on the road,
on the highway,
in the city.

Smell the stench,
of the liars,
of the ignorant,
of the city.

Taste the sweat,
of the beat,
of the heat,
of the city.

And when the city gets to you,
promise me you'll know what to do.

Just come out to the country,
and visit me.

The rain, it pours,
you sit on the curb.
Head in your hands,
"pop those pills, girl."

You want to resist,
but the voices insist.
"Do it!" they scream,
with a soft kiss.

And so you do,
swallow with ease.
The pills dissolve inside you,
distorting everything you see.

You stumble off the curb,
falling hard to the pavement.
A tear softly falls,
you're going insane, again.

Lift yourself off the ground,
you will be strong.
Pull yourself together,
and push through the fog.

You will be loved,
someone will come along,
but only if you keep fighting,
only if you stay strong.

Inside out,
unwrap my majestic mind.
Grasp my heart,
be gentle, be kind.

Don't rip it,
from my already weak flesh.
Or **** it,
with your poisonous breath.

I walked for one thousand years,
and I have cried one thousand tears.
But not for you to tear me down,
and leave me dead, lying on the ground.

Outside in,
feel the touch of my soft skin.
Legs are weak,
I'm slowly caving in.

Don't betray me,
after I let you touch my heart.
If you shut me down,
I do not think I can restart.

I walked for one thousand years,
and I have cried one thousand tears.
But not for you to tear me down,
and leave me dead, lying on the ground.

Just forget me here,
just leave me alone.
Just allow me to,
sink into the ground.

Just forget me,
just let me run away.
I don't need your love,
to make it through the day.

All I need,
is my heart.

Where did the day go?
Walking down the cobbled road,
I held you within my arms,
barriers against all harm.

Where did the sunset go?
Glimmering bay beside the town,
bustling crowds gather round,
to see the beauty.

Where did the fireworks go?
Lighting up the evening sky,
whistling through the summer air,
reflecting in your beautiful brown eyes.

Where did the day go?
Lost in my brainwaves, it flows,
back into my conscious mind,
it has me wondering...

Where did you go?

Heavenly hate,
love lost,
love gained,
no name.

Sweet seduction,
lies of a lover,
to their other,
secrets between the lines.

Silent shock treatment,
killing me kindly,
her love was timely,
but why me?

But
why
me?

The look in his eyes,
it foreshadows a fate,
his fate.

He grew under the shadow of her love,
only to be crushed when the shadow left,
and the sun crushed his pathetic soul,
ripping him up by the roots.

Was his prosperity short lived?

Some would say yes,
others no.

I, on the other hand,
believe he never prospered.

He suffered under the wing of the girl of his dreams.
Sheltered from the harsh truth,
that love *****.

Waiting.

Where is the end of the road?
Where is the cliff in which I am waiting to drive off?

I wander the strange winding road,
only to be hit,
a deer in the head lights.

Is there a noise to animate the sound around me?
Is there a silver lining in this sweet surrender?

The air is so cold up here,
my heart is unfolding up here,
steer my mind straight.

When did we paint the house black?
When did we decide there was no turning back?

My heart is sold,
you are late.
Do not wait,
I am gone.

I fell,
into my dream.
The world around me was so small,
and I was big.

I was ******,
into a black hole.
So I swam in the lava,
it was cold.

Do I really need to be with you?
Am I just setting myself up?
Do I have a clue?

Reborn,
into a cosmic aftermath.
I laughed at the priest in the clown suit,
face painted, awfully rude.

I ask,
is there one true god?
The man in the mask answered simply,
why stop with one?

I need to know the true truth from you.
I need to know how much to love you.
What is the purpose of actions with no purpose?
They just end up ******* us all.
As we await,
my fall.

Falling,
falling,
falling,
out of space.

Out of my dream,
out of my head.
I slowly fall,
back into my bed.

The dream was just a dream.

Hello Margaret,
this is a message for the future.
I bet I look like a real loser,
but this was the past.

My darling,
I'm sorry I can't be with you.
But if I was, you'd be dead too,
I had to stay behind.

Now I know you're probably confused,
but there's so much to explain.
I just want to assure you,
that I loved you.

Hello Margaret,
please listen to your mother.
Don't pick on your brother,
you're a family.

My darling,
always hold your mothers hand.
Don't go out in the wastelands,
the radiation will sting.

Now I know you're probably confused,
but there's so much to explain.
I just want to assure you,
that I loved you.

My darling,
I made this video for you,
in case I didn't make it through,
the nuclear apocalypse.

My dear Margaret,
no matter what you go through,
remember I always loved you,
Sincerely,
your dad.

I must be quite frank,
that when I see your face,
I am filled with delight,
and literally melt inside.

You're beautiful blue eyes,
make me tingle inside,
from my head to my toes,
and even in my nose.

And when I hold you in my arms,
with your body close to mine,
I wonder in my mind,
why are you with me?

How did pure perfection,
end up in my arms?
And how did someone as stunning as you,
end up with me, a loser?

Truth be told,
you are gorgeous,
you are brilliant,
you are perfect.

Everything about you,
from your hands to your feet,
to your cute voice,
which I find so sweet.

Everything about you,
I find to be amazing,
or perfect in some way,
I promise, it's true.

So take this to heart,
when I tell you,
I truly love you,
and that is the truth.

We cannot fix the world until we fix ourselves,
cut the flower from the stem, but nothing else.
Try again, start from scratch,
or maybe even back track.

Is there hope in a once dead flower,
even in it's finest hour?

I once believed in an inevitable failure,
my doom and gloom lifestyle,
put a damper on my life.
But after pondering for a long while,
I realized we have the power to fight.

We also have the power to retreat,
to hide from the evil before us.
But we also have the power to stand,
but instead,
we take a seat.

We cry from underneath,
the foot of our government.
We beg them for peace,
but we do not demand it.

Until we demand change,
until we demand bi-partisan negotiation,
we will be lifeless bodies with no voice.

I've traveled far and wide,
I've been through space and time.
I've seen the war machines,
I've seen wicked disease.

But nothing stops my endless run,
nothing stops my endless fun.
I flow with my conscious stream,
follow my electronic dream.

The fields, they burn in fire,
the seas, they rise higher.
The enemy drops bigger bombs,
and there are more teenage moms.

Did I mention the sun?
It explodes, killing everyone.
But that means nothing to me,
electronic dream sets me free.

I feel my brain waves flow,
I see the after glow.
I smell a burning fire,
I taste bitter desires.

I hear the world screaming,
their words are echoing.
Our future is alive,
inside all of us,
inside electronic dreams.

Between the lines and letters,
lies the lies of liars past.
Invisible doctrines printed in their blood,
words not printed will fade fast.

Did the forefathers forbear an open mind?
Or did they ever question their own kind?

No, they fought for the freedom of all,
and I am sure if they saw us now,
close minded, case closed, decided,
they would probably take a final bow,
and toll the liberty bell,
before shooting themselves,
and ascending to high hell.

Slyly,
swiftly,
silently,
secretly,
sweating with a breeze.

In, out,
get out,
hurry up,
don't make a sound,
and come back soon please.

Night,
after night,
after night,
after night,
and we know this isn't right.

But do we care,
no one cares,
pull my hair,
please do share,
you do this so right.

Keep going baby,
make my night.

The black hole heart ***** everyone in sight inside.
Gravity is not real,
for it were,
I would not be in heaven.
The side show is over,
go home,
face the music,
and go to bed.
No one ever died trying,
unless they were trying to die.

I have a question for you.

We walk with such grace,
but choose to run full force.
Slow and steady wins the race,
running runs you off course.

Our greed and fear of failure,
lead us down broken path.
Rushed into choosing which way to go,
nobody knows who's who,
who knows.

Collectively collecting our own debt,
we run our savior out of town.
All bets are off, please make a bet,
and don't tell me I am the clown.

The smell of freedom, it smells like smog,
but I cannot see it over the horizon.
The bitter sweet taste of a pie in your face,
may make you wonder,
is this the right place?

I wish we would realize what we have done,
but we live and feed on denial.
Obese and dead, we live off his bread,
which can be found in any aisle.

Some people tell me, "It happened to the Romans.",
and to them I say, "*******."
I still have faith, I still believe,
so my question is,
do you?

I know you wanted to go out today,
so I thought of some places to go.
We could go down to the cafe,
or go see a real good show.

The park is always a nice place,
with lots of open space.
We could visit the "red light district",
but that would end with you being ******.

Or we can hangout by the canal,
just you and me,
and all of my fury friends,
at the Floating Cattery.

It's where old friendships end,
it's where new ones begin.
It's the perfect place to meet,
and it's just down the street.

It's where you'll find the cutest fur-*****,
filled with joy and glee.
They'll never leave you disappointed,
you'll always leave happy.

So if you're feeling bad,
or if you're feeling sad,
or if you just want the day to waste away,
go down to the Floating Cattery.

I remember those days when,
I just couldn't get out of bed.
But when I was with my friends,
I never wanted the day to end.

So if you're in Amsterdam,
and you're looking for something to see,
be sure that you head down,
to the Floating Cattery.

You'll always be able to find me,
down at the Floating Cattery.

I just want to say,
I'm sorry.
I know, I was wrong,
it was the drugs all along.

I don't want to be the one,
to have to break your heart today.
But I'm sorry my darling,
I'm not here to stay.

I'm a lover, not a fighter,
and I'm not going to fight this.
There's something about this baby,
something I can't resist.

I have never been addicted,
to anything but love.
But I will admit to you now,
I'm addicted to this drug.

I can quit love,
and I can quit games,
but babe, I just can't quit *******.

I may be a fool,
and I may be insane,
but babe, I'm in love with *******.

I don't want you to save me,
so please don't even try.
I want to be addicted,
I don't care if I die.

There's no return for me baby,
just leave me here to die.
If I want to die addicted,
baby, it's my life.

I can quit love,
and I can quit games,
but babe, I just can't quit *******.

I may be a fool,
and I may be insane,
but babe, I'm in love with *******.

And when I,
finally die,
bury me right by your side.

And please,
always know,
I may have chosen drugs,
but I always loved you more.

What if I could float away,
and never touch the ground again?
What if I could fly away,
and never see your face again?

Would you even be lonely?
Would you even need me,
to be there?
Would you even care?

Would you even feel sorry,
for what you said to me,
the other day?
Before you walked away.

You will never ever,
ever, ever,
ever be sorry.

And I have never ever,
ever ever,
been so lonely.

I will never ever,
ever, ever,
be the same again.

And I never ever,
ever, ever,
want to see your face again.

What if I could hide away,
without any consequence?
What if I ran away,
would you still feel so innocent?

I saw a turtle flying high,
across the sky,
the other day.

I saw a turtle flying high,
across the sky,
the other day.

And he shouted down from above,
there's no more,
******* love.

And he shouted down from above,
there's no more,
******* love.

I saw a turtle flying high,
across the sky,
clouded, grey.

I saw a turtle flying high,
across the sky,
clouded, grey.

I saw a turtle flying high,
and he cried,
tears of clay.

I saw a turtle flying high,
and he cried,
tears of clay.

And it storms,
so the turtle flies away.
And it pours,
so the turtle hides away.

And the boats,
don't dare leave the bay.
And fur coats,
always run away.

Curiosity,
didn't **** the cat.
It was the neighbor,
with a baseball bat.

My intentions were,
always good,
but never great.

I saw a turtle flying high,
across the sky,
the other day.

I saw a turtle flying high,
across the sky,
the other day.

And he shouted down from above,
there's no more,
******* love.

And he shouted down from above,
there's no more,
******* love.

My intentions were always good,
but never great.

As I reflect on my reflection,
I can't help but think I'm forgetting something.
Another year,
another birthday,
another love.

But what am I forgetting?

I climbed to new heights,
fell to new lows.
Crawled with crippled arms,
and even fought to stay standing.
Sometimes I was successful,
sometimes I wasn't.

But still,
what am I forgetting?

I made new friends,
lost old ones,
laughed at jokes,
and even cried when I watched "The Boy In The Striped Pajamas".
I felt feelings that honestly,
I had never felt before.

I climbed mountains,
and scaled walls.
I built bridges,
then burned them down,
only to come back,
and build them up again.

And yet I still ask myself,
what am I forgetting?

I gambled,
and beat the odds.
I gambled,
and lost.
Like when I put down twenty dollars on the record high Powerball,
and didn't get any numbers right.

But what of all things am I forgetting?

As I reflect on my reflection,
and ponder upon the year,
I remember,
I'm one year stronger,
one birthday stronger,
one love stronger.

I'm not a new man,
I never will be,
I will always be me.
But I can always get stronger,
and I always will.

Isolate me,
in my box,
and stuff my mouth,
with many socks,
so no one can hear my screams.

Bound my hands behind my back,
and make the box made of glass,
so I don't feel alone,
as I battle fear.

I watch the people walk by.
I wonder why that can't be me.
I'm trapped inside here,
I can't be free.

I'm not one to fear what I can't see,
but I won't lie,
I fear, fear.

I'm trapped in here.

I watch the people go by.
I wonder why that can't be me.
Someone smash the glass,
someone free me.
But no one can see me.

I'm not one to fear what I can't see,
but I won't lie,
death scares me.

I'm not one to fear what I can't see,
but I won't lie,
your love saved me.

I'm trapped in here.
Will you save me?

The power of your love,
it scares me.

What happened to the girl I once loved?
I believe she shriveled up inside,
and was left alone to die.

I reached out to grab her,
but she fell.

I hate to think that is what happened,
to such a precious girl.
High hopes, big dreams,
swallowed by the stream.

I like to think she is still alive,
and not just in my dreams.
That precious flower,
a savior, a saint,
is still alive to me.

But will I ever see her again,
or feel her soft, soothing touch?

No.
I will not.

The re-creation,
of a nation from hell.
But we only,
care about ourselves.

We cannot seem,
to unite as one.
And when we do,
it's by use of gun.

We are no stronger than,
we like to pretend we are.
We're falling apart at the seams,
the Untied States of America.

The world is looking,
for a brand new savior.
The Statue of Liberty,
needs someone to save her.

Every time we re-build,
chaos follows.
We can't correct our mistakes,
our minds are hollow.

We are no stronger than,
we like to pretend we are.
We're falling apart at the seams,
the Untied States of America.

Can we re-build?
Can we restart?
Can we re-program,
mans once great heart?

Can we unite?
Can we be one?
Or are we blind,
from looking into the sun?

We are no stronger than,
we like to pretend we are.
We're falling apart at the seams,
the Untied States of America.

Sometimes my curiosity peaks new levels as I wonder how someone could commit such atrocities.

A child's life,
so precious.
A child's spirit,
pure.

A child's smile,
heart warming.
A child's dreams,
forever growing.

A child is a scared key to a second realm that cannot be seen by grown ups.

A realm of happiness,
laughter,
and joy beyond comparison to anything else.

A child brings smiles on a cold, rainy day.
A child brings joy to the old and weak, fading away.
A child brings hope,
of a brighter, better future.

To me,
a child is one of the most special things in the world.
I hope to have my own some day,
and hopefully,
I pray,
something like this never happens to my child or myself.

But for now I grieve,
I mourn,
and I remember,
those who lost their lives in this horrific tragedy.
I send my condolences to the families of the children,
and hope they find peace,
love,
and a supportive community,
in this tragic time.

May God bless all involved in the incident,
and may they know he is taking good care of their loved ones up in Heaven.

War is a suicide,
of the body and the mind,
releasing spirits to the sky,
war is a suicide.

War is a suicide,
a fatal sacrifice,
of a life.

When all the stars align,
will we realize,
that it is time,
to end war.

How can man,
sacrifice his life,
for a falling mankind.

How can man,
risk it all,
just to fall.

War is a suicide,
a fatal sacrifice,
of a life.

When all the stars align,
will we realize,
that it is time,
to end war.

We're hungry for war,
we're hungry for more,
we're hungry for gore.

We're the mass murderers,
we're the world killers,
we're the war mongers.

How can man,
sacrifice his life,
for a falling mankind.

How can man,
risk it all,
just for the great fall.

War is a suicide,
a fatal sacrifice,
of a life.

When all the stars align,
will we realize,
that it is time,
to end war.

War is a suicide,
of the body and the mind,
releasing spirits to the sky,
war is a suicide.

I'm not claiming that I'm a genius,
but society is pretty dumb.
We pretty much are just like monkeys,
and we both have opposable thumbs.

I never wanna see,
I never wanna see,
I never wanna see your face again.

I'm not saying I hate you,
but I hate your ******* guts.
You're absolutely crazy,
and you drive me ******* nuts.

I never wanna see,
I never wanna see,
I never wanna see your face again.

I'm not claiming we're violent,
but we do love our guns.
It's easy to go to war,
when society's completely numb.

I never wanna see,
I never wanna see,
I never wanna see your face again.

I'm not saying I'm sane,
but society seems really dumb.
They may be real irresponsible,
but they look like they're having fun.

I don't need you anymore,
don't need your gentle kiss.
I don't need you anymore,
your lips are venomous.

I don't need you anymore,
you're just another disease.
I don't need you anymore,
so don't come crawling back to me.

I don't need you anymore,
don't need you in my life.
I don't need you anymore,
so don't ask if I'm alright.
Don't ask if I'm alright.

I don't need you anymore,
don't need the love you give.
I don't need you anymore,
don't need your ****** twist.

I don't need you anymore,
don't need you soothing touch.
I don't need you anymore,
don't need your adrenaline rush.

I don't need you,
I don't need you,
I don't need you in my life.

I don't need you anymore,
don't need your alibi's.
I don't need you anymore,
don't tell anyone you're mine.

I don't need you anymore,
but that doesn't mean I don't want.
I don't need you anymore...

How couldn't I,
see the pain in his eyes.
The burden he carried,
was far too heavy.

To be perfect,
just the right fit.
The mask he wore,
soon became permanent.

He was the one,
the one and only one.
He was the one,
and you threw him into the sun.

He was the man,
who could do anything.
His life, his fight,
was to do it all right.

His family first,
for better or worse.
He gave you his life,
threw it all on the line.

He was the one,
the one and only one.
He was the one,
but you pushed him towards the gun.

And now he rests,
with both hands on his chest.
The man of the hour,
and a life gone sour.

The man of the hour,
and a life gone sour.

If I had,
the words you possess,
I would take them,
and clean up this mess.

But I have no control.
I was a toy and now I'm sold.

Orchestrate,
seal my fate,
claim you hate,
what you can't see,
you can see me.

Slicing our love,
slicing an atom,
you drop the bomb,
under a setting sun.

A fire burns inside me now.
And no one can put it out.

You feel,
what I feel.
Tell me,
is this real?

Slicing our love,
slicing an atom,
you drop the bomb,
under a setting sun.

You smiled,
as you walked away.
I loved you,
in every single way.

You slyly slipped me the poison,
before I could run.
Next time, do me a favor,
make it quick, use a gun.

You smiled,
as you walked away.

The dandelion sunset,
over the hills of golden grain.
The flowers in the fields,
and the grassy plains.

The whispering wind kisses,
the side of my face.
There's no where I'd rather be,
than this place.

The rain,
oh the rain,
how it races from the sky.

The sun,
will shine again,
its rays warm and bright.

The falling leaves,
float down from the trees.
I love the buzzing,
of the bees.

There are many shapes,
in the clouds in the sky.
Can we admire them together,
as they go by?

The rain,
oh the rain,
how it races from the sky.

The sun,
will shine again,
its rays warm and bright.

Don't let me go.
Don't let me go.
Don't let me go.
I promise I won't let go.

The rain,
oh the rain,
how it races from the sky.

The sun,
will shine again,
its rays warm and bright.

The skyline in her eyes,
a future awaits her,
of pain and sorrow.

Who turned out the lights,
on our future,
the children of tomorrow.

For the weak they fight,
to make it safer,
their souls, we borrowed.

Our mother,
she dances,
with such elegance.
Her love is forever.

No other,
could forgive,
those not innocent.
Her love if forever.

We walk in the streets,
of the big city,
the lights are blinding.

We walk in the streets,
of the industry,
the smog is blinding.

Can somebody please,
listen to me,
our mother is crying.

Our mother, she dances,
with such elegance.
Her love is forever.

The faith of the silent,
is dead!
The future is painted,
blood red!

Look at the clouds in the sky,
drifting by.
The grass in the fields,
sways with the wind.

If no one will save mother,
how will we survive?
We must bond brothers,
sisters unite.

The faith of the silent,
is dead!
The future is painted,
blood red!

No other could forgive,
those not innocent.
Her love if forever.

Brothers and sisters,
unite!
Brothers and sisters,
we must fight!

Our mother,
she's needs us now.

The madness of money,
exploiting the human mind.
Never enough money,
never enough time.

The disasters of our time,
the result of natures resistance.
Rebelling against mankind,
Mother Nature can be persistent.

And while we watch the tide,
slowly go and rise,
we must remember, it won't be long,
till we are all gone.

Tornados and hurricanes,
wind whipping cyclones.
Heat waves and solar storms,
disrupting cell phones.

Landslides and flooding,
from torrential downpours.
Forrest fires and blackouts,
from ruthless lightening storms.

Some may say the sky is broken,
some may say the sky is crying.
This is natures rebellion,
Mother Nature is dying.

But our motive right now is money,
and nothing will stop our addiction.
We will pollute this world till the skies are black,
and when we do, there's no turning back.

Let the gaping hole in the ozone layer,
grow until it's big enough,
to burn our Earth down to the core,
till we are ashes, nothing more.

Mother Nature has sent her warnings,
Mother Nature, wish us goodbye.
Mother Nature will slowly die,
and nothing she does can change our minds...

We will destroy ourselves for money,
we will commit,
without knowing,
our own suicide.

I found the Realm of Happiness,
behind the Walls of Enlightenment.
But the Citizens of Woe threw me out,
and the Masons of Denial rebuilt the Wall of Enlightenment.

Now, take my hand, and we shall use the Hammers of Faith,
to destroy the now Walls of Denial.
We shall re-enter the Realm of Happiness,
vanquish the Citizens of Woe,
and establish the Temple of Forever.

Gorging my eyes with the non-sense and the ******* of the internet.
Feeding my mind the comical lives of those on reality TV.
Is this really what the world has come to?
Our lives consumed with your lives,
consumed with their lives,
consumed with our lives.

Twitter ***** toast to tweeting.
Tweet your lives away you ******.

Who thought that a piece of paper could be so powerful?
Who thought a piece of paper would dominate mans will?
Who thought a piece of paper could lead to our destruction?
Who thought a piece of paper could make a man ****?

President painted on each paper.
"Look at all those Benjamins!" you shout.
I highly doubt,
that the founding fathers would want to be on a piece of paper,
a piece of corruption,
a piece of destruction.

We have destroyed what the founding fathers built.
A land of freedom, justice, and pride,
is now a kingdom to the modern day CEO's,
and the fame ridden ***** that patrol our TV's.

The average actor makes more in one movie than the year round shopkeeper.
A man who devotes his life to supplying the public with proper products and good service,
makes less than a man who does something that we don't even need.
We need food, water, and all the shopkeepers supplies.
But do we really need a movie?
I did not know entertainment was higher on Maslow's hierarchy of needs.
I would like to see you solely survive off of a movie.

I feel bad for my children.
The children of the future in general.
That is, if we live that long.
They are going to have it rougher than me.
And sadly,
I alone cannot make their future better for them.
Only we, as one, can make it better.
But,
that will never happen.

We are divided,
our will, divided,
our minds, divided,
our spirits, divided.

We will never be one again.

With that said and done,
I'm going to finish my dinner now.

Look at the grass grow,
look at the spirits flow,
look at the sun glow,
look at your sons go.

Look at the rip tides,
look at the grey skies,
look at the black flies,
look in your own eyes.

Look at the hurricanes,
look at those in pain,
look at the pouring rain,
look at those showered by fame.

Look at the burning coal,
look into the black hole,
look deep into the soul,
look at the world as a whole.

Corporate conquerors conquer the economy.
Seven sickos ****** with ******.
Honest Al has no honesty.
Endogamy?

Some poor sinner selects to sin.
Whiny woman want to win.
Crazy killers **** their kin.
Fin?

No! Lets keep the show going!
Skies are clear, but it is snowing.
Rowing, flowing, with the stream,
is this all a dream?

A dream?
Awaken me!
I scream!
I flee...

I'm floating on a stream,
crying in a dream,
waiting to be seen,
by you.

See me,
hug me,
kiss me,
love me.

Hate me,
shun me,
as long as you loved me,
then I can die,
I can dream,
in peace.

Botanical garden of love,
show me the path back to life.
Show me the path to righteousness,
not the path to the knife.

Botanical garden of love,
in all your beauty,
if I abide by the rules,
will you free me?

Botanical garden of love,
grow unto me.
Make me one with your beauty,
only you can set me free.

Botanical garden of love,
paint me with the skies.
I wish to never be forgotten,
by her soft brown eyes.

Tax hikes and waging war,
is this what we elect them for?

*** scandals and **** pics,
the life of a twisted politic.

Controversial and persuasive adds full of ****.
Hoping that you pick them thinking their the right pick.

False words, fake promises, the key to victory.
They're just in it for the money, not you and me.

They lie,
they cheat,
they ****,
they steal,
and they will never reveal,
their real motivation,
to run our nation.

Do they want to lower taxes?
Do they want to end a war?
Do they want to stop starvation?
Or recognize a genocide?

Do they listen to the peoples cries?
Do they listen to our pleas?
No, they're just in it,
for all the money!

Tax hikes and waging war,
is this what we elect them for?

*** scandals and **** pics,
the life of a twisted politic.

Controversial and persuasive adds full of ****.
Hoping that you pick them thinking their the right pick.

False words, fake promises, the key to victory.
They're just in it for the money, not you and me.

They're liars!
Scam artist!
They are the average,
twisted politic!

Rise up,
lets rise up.
Lets fight for our rights,
for democracy!

We are the brainwashed!
We are the hypnotized!
The media is our enemy!
The media is full of lies!

Now rise!
Rise!
Rise!
Or die!

Life is a stage and we are all the over dramatic Shakespearean actors given roles that we do not want to play, so instead we try to out do all our fellow actors at all costs so we can have the leading role.

Severing our heads slowly,
with a plastic knife.
It's kind of ironic,
we live a plastic life.

Nuclear radiant chicken,
from a microwave.
Radiation on the rise,
no one will be saved.

We have only,
selective memories,
which cause us to forget,
all we've done wrong,
and all the war we've caused,
and all the crimes we commit.

We are our own enemies,
constructing our final fall.
We are our own enemies,
crippling ourselves till we can't even crawl.

Centuries of work,
sent down the drain.
For those who **** for fun,
there is no pain.

Society crumbles,
under our own fist.
We are the lost,
awaiting our last kiss.

We have only,
selective memories,
which cause us to forget,
all we've done wrong,
and all the war we've caused,
and all the crimes we commit.

We are our own enemies,
constructing our final fall.
We are our own enemies,
crippling ourselves till we can't even crawl.

He's a shady guy,
a notorious heart breaker.
If you have a girl,
he probably will take her.

He's a friend of mine,
and a friend of yours.
That's all I can tell you,
I don't know much more.

He's a shady guy,
he has a million faces.
He's a quick litter ******,
he can be in a million places.

He can be invisible,
when he wants to get away.
And he'll make some noise,
when he wants to stay.

His cheap breath mints,
and cologne can persuade.
So can his jacket,
leather, suede.

He's even got,
his own style.
Oh what we'd give,
to walk a mile in his shoes.

The sad part is,
he's just like you and me.
There's nothing special about him,
he's ordinary.

But there's no way,
you could ever tell,
by his fancy sports car,
parked at the hotel.