urge to recoil and strike Swells like the tide This classic position A beginning which looks like the end It lingers to sting Abcess and canker Swollen decay Lusting forever The most
Let go Test the limits of desire Let go Penetrate to play with fire Faceless names in nameless places Of hope we only find traces Fuck your addiction
This a monument to failure (victims) of our own design I submit to your cold heart With arson as closure Sifting through the rubble The burning pile of
Forever waiting for you to let me down. Reaching for heaven, to fall to the ground. Heroes and Conspiracies. Just like a rose ripped from its root. You
I need another I need at least one more Nothing stops it when it comes These many thoughts reduced to one There's something dangerous in mind Nothing
My epitaph shall say "and come what may" With a grain of salt I walked away Commit the past into blue flame They're not crying - I'm not crying We found
And I, I search for something more Before it mattered who you knew And I, I search for something pure Before the knot became the noose Theres no disguise
To defend the head - the first lesson I ever learned. The scarring of the mind stretched across hours, like novocaine's taste as it wears to reveal the
Weed me out. If judgement itself could speak, it would beg. If wishes were horses, beggars would ride. I am an enemy factory - making them prodigiously
Witness this: a mortal man absorbing all one can take, pointlessly opposing a perfect pipedream's wake perfectly honed to mar the lives of men, immutably
The horde from the opened earth swarm to devour. Swallow me whole, no final hour. When you call for me and I'm not to be found, check the hiding places
Breathe with hell in your heart and see with death in your eyes. Should fear exist in you, your scent will draw the hunters to you. If you move, run for
jury turned into a choir. Second chances came and went. The distance is growing and won't relent. My eyes overcast in tears and mud. My debt overpaid in bone and blood
This paraphiliac attraction is something that won't be tamed. Its aftermath silently resides in a dead black vein. All you love hate-fucked into the ground
This is a call to arms for every human who still has a shred of life left in them If they want what we have, let's see them try - come and take it - try
The bearer of burden returns with inability to cope with separation anxiety It remains to torture me until I breathe and don't scream It stays to chip
Lock me in a room, throw away the room There's nothing left Growing fears Sleep for years Wake in tears I'm on the edge I'm on the fucking edge I swear
I am my father's son A mile-wide mean streak through me runs What I deserve, what's lived gets learned Connections cut, loyalties turned Born to destroy