Plentiful emptiness
All around me
Plentiful emptiness
As far as the eye can see

It’s a loving malice
That we humans share
A loving malice
That leaves us naked and bare

This joyful evil
That we cast upon each other
This joyful evil
That turns lovers into fighters

Happy death
When we leave this word
Happy death
It’s not what we deserve

Vis medicatric naturae
The healing of the mother
She knows the best medicine
From the dirt she heals

We don’t understand her healing techniques
But vis medicatrix naturae is impossible to beat

We might not think she’s right
When she takes away our loved
But what is giveth
Is taketh away

Vix medicatric naturae
The healing of nature
Mother knows best
Let her find the cure

Feel the rhythm
Feel the rhume c’mon y’all
It’s healing time

Let the beat
Touch your soul
Grease up those joints
And get ready to roll

Have that bass
Rock your world
To where the feelings lost
And love endures

Let the music move you
Till your body rocks and head spins
Let its powers touch you
So its healing can begin

What do you see
When you see a dead tree
Do you leave it be
Or pray and see

If you leave it be
Here’s the thinking key
You’re abandoning
A poor helpless tree

But if you pray and see
And tend to the tree
It’ll not only grow
But bear fruit
And you can continue on your way

But it is up to you
Which road to choose
But here’s a pondering thought
Is not life worth saving?

Let me be honest
For just one second
My brain is torturing me
My heart is aching

I need help
And I need it fast
My mind is stuck
On my memories of my addiction
I see those ladies every night
While I scream in my head

I have a razor blade close to my bed
And I struggle every night
To keep it from turning red

I don’t really like my family
Especially the one I call my bro
I sometimes want to go
Only to and never fro

I keep trying to live
But my heart is cold
I want someone to hold
But the love has grown cold

You don’t know how much it helps
To put this all out
And hopefully soon
I can get some rest
Then I can give you all
My very best

Its midnight here
And I can feel it near
The first in a long line
Of those dreaded tears

It’s like a drippy faucet
You wipe it comes back
No matter how tight the pipe
The drip is still ripe

I don’t know why the sudden urge
It’s been countless years
I’ve been holding it back
Safe and secure

But here it comes
One, two, three
Here they come
To cleanse my cheeks

Full of substance
Packed in a hard shell
As the heat of life
Is applied
The pressure builds
You start to expand
On the verge of breaking
Then all the sudden it grows dark
As people put a lid over you and forget about you
Then you pop and everyone crowds around you
Not  to help but to eat you like piranhas
While they enjoy the entertainment