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[QUOTE=nightshade2600]floating inside my body
an automobile has taken my breath from me mind filled with the cold calculations of repercussions and what should have been truth chaos falling black[/QUOTE] The truth inside you Is a hiding chaos Like a falling smile Of evil blackness Flame Eye Burp Tooth |
The flames of hell will rise tonight
While your eye is on the prize A burp of laughter suppresses A decaying tooth, you'll die that was a stretch |
that birds may sing another day
johnny was a moral man a scoundrel, theif and liar, too stretched out across the sand fool me gold rush |
Fool me once, fool me twice
Purify me, roll the dice Golden words, spoken soft The rush of men to be aloft minute shred ready unearth |
the passing minutes
shred the senses unearth the demon i am ready *haha my bad, i didnt write 4 new words... sorry konrad** fallen star burning eyes |
cant control the blow, like a minute man
this shotguns gonna shred you i hope your ready and, prepared to unearth what your scared to, man sorry its so bad |
Sorry doesn't cut it anymore
When you written stuff like it's Been given to you by a so-so poet Who's got diarrhea and the ****s When Does It End |
when is it over
does it ever stop It spins tormented winds untill the end of life Cross rag black heart |
torched the cross on my wall
washed with the gas soaked rag born the black sheep of the heard my heart bled clean of pain thread clean wall rise |
The threads of life growing ever thin
to clean this dark soul the wall of the mind must be broken for the rise of our kind is about arrive RUN TO THE HILLS |
Running from the routine,
running just to change Leaving the life-long lethergy, leaving the hills of cliche' speak the gospel truth |
heh heh, listen to that monkey speak
the iraqis dont like the monkey the monkey says he lives by the gospel thats certainly not the truth candle clock telephone volcano |
The candle now burns from both ends
the clock of our lives in need of winding the telephone call from far beyond volcano spitting questions that burn our thoughts master distorted reconinsance recogntion |
the masters face distorted
with memories of pain in recognition of the cross remembering the shame *reconinscance isnt a word, if i knew what you word you meant i would have used it* lust hot cry over |
Lust or love? honestly, I don't care
Cold days, hot nights, just keep me content It's not my fault that you always cry I've given you my attention, but don't ask for more consent repent convent serpent |
from cold breath, consent
deep within, repent convent birth, lo, convent die chastity burned, by the serpent's lie eat my shorts man |
odiepus likes to eat
my glasses need tape the circutry has shorts what the hell am i saying, man? rub moist tender fun |
You rub it raw to get it clean,
The moist wound of your heart's deceit Your tender flesh now feels the pain Of this gaping hole filled with fun and games Killer Halycon Evaporate Appendage |
scents of killer's love and baby's breath
and halycon deep in hells depths evaporating a midnight fantasy like a severed appendage of the mind consent repent convent serpent |
haha, got me
refuse to act without consent do what you like, die and repent enter the convent with flame in hand break the serpant, retake your land I drank 13 beers |
I am a mop
i drank the dirt on the floor 13ways is a god i also drank the beers grilled speaker frame oyster |
Don't stop untill I am dead, grilled, and ready to serve
let your speakers distribute your audio suicide keep it up untill the final frame my oyster has no pearl write about smoking pot |
bumpin
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I step back as my mind writes the story once more
About a black cat s-s-s-s-sliding on the porch The smoking chimney fades slowly away Smoking pot in a hand held torch *might not get that if you are not a pot head* *or even if you are...* Silenced by the blood |
the knife cries from the table
silenced only by your blood fallen regret venom roses |
Fallen from the past seduction
Regret clogs the hole in your mind The piercing venom drains your soul A rose, manipulated and blind severe letters cross dictation |
severity.-=1confusion!
letters are keys to success cross the T and dOt the eye dictation flows...... this is jazz miles |
Torn away from you, this is hopeless
Is there serenity in seclusion? Like jazz your voice could calm me But the miles between cut like a knife Derive Sedative Reap Gallop |
Derived from the way of life
Sedative to the pain i feel Reaping the fields of corn the horses gallop draws the plow up until two minutes ago i didn't know reap was a word School Sucks AC/DC Rocks |
learn the meaning of 'reap' at school
if you dont go your job will suck without it ac/dc power wouldnt be around we'd be living like cavemen, sleeping on rocks cant rhyme no time |
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