Don't get me angry, because I don't go hulk green
my soul will just turn black and I will become obscene
what solid of your temple body will come crashing down
for word by word, murderous intent pure evil profound
I will be the gateway, to your living hell
as now cast this, the darkest of spells

Your insults have fallen on molten lava
the tears of your mother and father
a reptile with jagged tail are you
your teeth dipped in wicked venom
go back to that filth ridden chamber whence you came
to the cell next to the Devil, that shell called shame

Mister Hate, no mercy as all is too late

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I never cared about a movie queen
big explosions or charlie sheen
a celebrity doesn't fit in my scene
and i don't care about a pregnant teen

reality tv isn't real at all
i have no time for the casting call
i won't bother to install
a cable jack in my wall

hollywood has nothing for me
i don't give a **** about MTV
my own reality is what i see
so right there is where i'll be

there's nothing on the television
televised corporate decision
deciding how your mind is driven
driving you to falsely envision
envisioning a different condition
conditioning you for their provision
providing you with another addition
adding up to your submission

The camel she rode was doddering, on its last legs,
the way she petted it, all along the caravan's route
made them think that she wouldn't bear its inevitable fate.
Not loosing her cool, she gets down, views the looming desert,
others are puzzled, unfathomable is her mind,
alacritous she is, draws her sabre, cuts open the camel, with her deft hands
water in the desert is more precious than love,
that exceeds the prescribed time limit, her act speaks aloud,
no one moves, stunned not even knowing what they feel,
then realize, in a desert tender feelings are short-lived, like new blooms.
What a desert human life has become of late
in silence they contemplate as they leave behind the camel's carcass

Your ******* sad eyes and sad arms and sad body,
"can you take this cigarette a moment?"
so I grab it from between your sad lips
and your temporary teeth smile at me.

I held the cigarette between my fingers and I swear I could taste you-
your sweat, your lips, your sadness

I want your lips to tremble as I look you in the eye
and hook my fingers in your belt loops.
Lick my lips,
I am a big meal to take in,
and being a bad influence takes a lot of work, you know.

I so very badly
Wish to be
The sheets wrapped around your
Body, all night long.
I so very badly
Wish to be
The sunlight that kisses your
Skin, softly as the sun rises.
I so very badly
Wish to be
the stars that captivate your
Sight, long into the night.
I so very badly
Wish to be
The melody stuck in your
Head, before you go to bed.
I so very badly
Wish to be
Everything you need.
I so very badly
Wish you to be
Here, lying next to me.
I so very badly, wish to be.

your absence creeps
all around me
when i fell to the ground
you did not help me to my feet

i should have known it
the first time around
aware by the original sound
of her name leaving your lips;
while i was the one you were sleeping with

this is how the truth will hit
home, it shatters your dreams
so lie down, try to forget about it
because loves like this
are never as they seem.

I confess, I am an addict trapped in this cycle of rot.
I drank from the cup, hoping the fill will struck my luck
But just like any other happy endings my mind got stuck

Gave in, to the sweet words that jack had packed,

Silly boy gave in, to the mocking brilliance of ***
Hearing whispers of good music in my ear, drip drip, drip
The sound of smooth whiskey calling, flowing down my throat
Warming my insides, like hell-fire eating me from the tip of my fingers to my thigh

Crawling, silently creeping the lust starts to seep in
Eating my body, mind , heart and soul like the sand with the wind
I am defenseless, can’t fight this craving, the closet to life and heaven I can be
Been here before, but why can’t I ignore its beauty

Alcohol, effervescent, rich, tasteful alcohol. Strong , dark , cunning alcohol
You are divine, a slave to you I am. Goddess divine make me feel again
I fight, slit my gut and fight, but I’m powerless to your might
Sober, never to indulge in this hunger, I drank, from the cup I drank again