Tomorrow is a new day unwritten

The next page of           my           own book of life

As I hold up my ink pen,                            you meet me there?

At the midpoint betwixt                  lumen days and umbra nights

As the world is itself,                                 made of evenfall rides into

the veil of grey.                                         Let the songs sing high,

and sorrow sing                                         low but be so sweet

that I'll feel                                           you in my soul

I await you on                                       the  bridge,

Kissing-sweet                                so come
  
and meet me                          there

I am Guilty

I don't deny that I, me, who you think of as a fool, am guilty of a belief
I was blinded it theived me.

Of course he killed them but he is all part of it anyways.
He's always been the killer but you always let him get away.

I accept my punishment and embrace my sentence.
Though I'm not the first.
So don't correct me in front of their presence

Funny how we forget it though like it's nothing yet we know it still happens.
I guess that why maturing to be me was the only way to become me, I reckon.

Shoplifter


She is so selfish on the sea shore.
She steals for pleasure and nothing more.


She lives for adrenaline and cares for no-one but herself.
She says she cannot help it,
But she is a worthless human being swimming in her stolen wealth.


Dopamine protects her from any guilty feelings she may have.
She wants it, so she steals it and puts it in her bag.


I have no pity for her for she is just a thief.
She wants compassion and understanding,
But she cannot take these things from me.


She lives for the thrill of it.  She wants it so she takes it.
She is the dirt on society.  She is empty of feelings.
She has always stolen without thinking about the consequences;
Now she is sat in a jail cell with a new pair of bracelets,
And somebody has stolen her ear-rings.


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One by One


One by one! (boom, boom, boom)
One by one! (boom, boom, boom)
One by one! (boom, boom, boom)
One by one! (boom, boom, boom)
One by one! (boom, boom, boom)
One by one! (boom, boom, boom)



We’ll **** them!    (boom, boom, boom)  
One by one! (boom, boom, boom)
We’ll **** them!    (boom, boom, boom)  
One by one! (boom, boom, boom)
We’ll **** them!    (boom, boom, boom)  
One by one! (boom, boom, boom)
We’ll **** them!    (boom, boom, boom)  
One by one! (boom, boom, boom)



Murderer! (boom, boom, boom)    
We **** them. (boom, boom, boom)
Murderer! (boom, boom, boom)    
We **** them. (boom, boom, boom)
One by one! (boom, boom, boom)
We’ll **** them!    (boom, boom, boom)  


The innocent! We’ll **** them.
One by one! We’ll **** them.
The innocent! We’ll **** them.
One by one!


You killed them! So we’ll **** you!
One by one! We’ll **** you!
One by one!


I killed you! So they executed me.
I killed you! So they killed me.
All I ever wanted. Was to be set free.
But I killed them! So they killed me.


Freedom from death was my reason to live.


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Gnarled around
Your rotten core
Flesh and blood
Disintegrating gore

Shambling along
A decaying corpse
Eyes closed tight
Now they no longer work

Each tread endured
Drains your ***** soul
Never once worthy
Never once whole

Your thoughts run so filthy
For that you've always been guilty

So chant along
To the darkness that is night
The darkness that permeates
This stagnant life

Your on a desolate road
To your own destruction
Never able to exist
Without deaths seduction

Stripped of flesh
With every person you encounter
No sense of self worth
So your soul they devour
Your surrender to their torture
Gives them all of your power

Hang your head and take what's due
You know you deserve it
And know it's for you

Savouring the pain
That's stripping you bare
It's all you understand
A demonic affair
Demons possess you
In this unholy lair
Always together
As your life they snared.

Stand up! Get ready!
My partner in crime
for we have been called to trial
by two giants who own our lives
and can cut us off from the world
They have created a comfortable setting
to get our guards down
with steaming piles of takeout

The crimes have committed?
None at all, I say
only doing what we feel is right
and sneaking through unfair rules
to do what needs to be done

So take my hand, fair brother
let us heal all our previous fights
we must unite
for tonight
is family dinner time

As
the
sun
went
down,

so
did
the
tears
on
her
cheeks.