Blood on the walls, last breath on my lips
I love the way you grab my hips.
Staring into eternity
Is it as empty as I think it'll be?
Follow me.
Trapped in this constant reminder,
I must escape.
Everywhere I look an effigy.
Still I hear you call my name.
Forging slowly a new life o'er this past.
Every end birthing something new.
So I'll take the gifts you've given me,
and grace your memory.
If you think for an instant...
don't.
That's right, bitch.
Hold it right fucking there.
Don't concern yourself with it,
just walk away.
I told you once,
I've proven to you more than enough.
Yes, I'm well aware of the consequences.
Think you can lay waste to these defenses?
I'll shudder as I look away from Zion...
my palms damp and feverish,
I never knew you, really.
Even when we were juxtaposing words with tenacity,
there was always an omnipotent feeling
that underlying was a lie.
So, I'll make my way to the abbatoir,
instead of your heaven
even when you tried to palliate it...I knew.
My mind travels back to a halcyon daze
before I was screwed by your malfeasance
by your emblematic dogma.
And then the present obtrudes
bringing me back to the tirade
Here is my libation to you, false one.
I'm quite...cumulonimbus tonight
possessed by monomania...
I was once your fawning sycophant, but no longer.
I think it's time to do some hedging
copious amounts of it, actually
I'm through with all of this.
excuse my solecism when I say
Fuck you.
Letting the turgid river flow
I'm floundering for just a moment
then I'm finally still, still and true.
The cacophany in my head finally ceases
as I take my place with the dead
And all the quandaries I once had, fade.
left with perfect nonsense floating in,
instead of your perverse scriptures...
snickerdoodle, nougatocity, radon...
Ironic, that it all comes down to this...
silliness.
there's so much there,
awaiting us to look around, and grasp it.
But we sit, and stare.
and stare, and sit.
And it passes us by
day after day after similar day.
And one day we'll wake up
20 30 40 50 60 70 80 90 dead.
5 seconds later is too fucking late.
Motivation seems leagues beneath us,
unobtainable.
It's all so intangible.
Fleeting focus fading...
leaving me irreverent again.
Fighting, bleeding, gnashing, bashing.
Forgive me if you will,
I cannot find it in me tonight
to give it all away.
Remember that time
when I would pull the stars down for you
I would burn and burn
just so I could see you smile once...
Yeah, those days are gone
Gone away.
Lovely lips are lying
leaving me with whispers.
dying, trying, thrashing, crashing.
Follow me if you will,
but destruction is all
that lies beyond this.
Remember that time
when I would pull the stars down for you
I would burn and burn
just so you would say you loved me once....
yeah those days are gone
Gone away.
Forging something new from the shadows
churning, burning, red metal
pours from my lips.
Iron scented skin
cold, inanimate, heartless
I cannot build again.
All this armor and I still don't feel safe.
It's in this darkness, in this nothing....
that I find it all.
Forget the time I said I needed anything,
cause darling, this is what I crave.
I'm alive when I'm empty,
I follow it down.
I am where it takes me.
I say that I'm a cliche,
and yet the words from your mouth
and yours
and yours
mean nothing to me....
I can move a room, child.
Ego built on reality,
I'll fall back on my own two hands,
with strong wrists to lift me back up.
Forget the time I spent
wasting
wasting away
devouring time with the meaningless and trivial.
tomorrow will be mine.
Shadows lurk, expand, devour
more and more with each passing hour.
I won't speak or cry to you
but I'll smile and lie to you.
Forget I ever said a thing
as I let my consciense ring.
You'll look away and I will sigh
another day passing me by.
Forge a new life o'er this past
I don't think this dam will last.
Will I live to see a day
that the shame will falter and skitter away....
and the cliche rhymes in my head
will take their place with the dead.