Dark PagesSun, March 22, 2009 - 1:51 PM
Wars are fought, to distract from the boredom.
What else is there to do.
An amputation of imagination.
The banality of reality rules the fantasy.
No higher thought when instinct rises.
Over new plastic horizons.
Skylines of tetric buildings.
And all we see..
is one and two makes three.
Spoiled children with entertaining prostetheses.
Eating their sugar rich breakfast cereals.
Taught to be spills in the great machine.
That teaches to amputate them from their own dreams.
The bodies are weak and the minds are numb.
A system surviving on staying dumb.
No green in the land that used to be land.
No herder to save the wondering lamb.
The post-apocalyptic ruins saturated in piss-stench
They are filled with faithless expressions.
Of lost generations with crowbars and spray-cans
Divided and shot in all directions.
Plastic bottles float in the river.
All the birds died of the fever.
The brain is dissected.
The flesh in infected.
Nothing is sacred..
Nothing is magic..
All is fucked..
The world is sick.
***Master Of The Underworld***
Oil spills across the oceans..
Blacking out the light for eyes that want to see..
"Watch some more TeeVee...."
The wasps they will keep stinging
Their hooks stay embedded in your skin...
And taunted by demons.. oooh darling.. you'll find...
The master of the depth..
Preaching with consumption..
Spit like lava... darling... be prepared...
For he knows your secrets...
He knows your lies.....
He is the face... you'll remember forever....
Because forever... you'll be his slave..
Hear him preach to his minions at his carnaval of terror
Watch him direct the attractions designed for horror..
Feel his wrath and feel his fury
His tongue so sharp it can split souls..
His words louder then your ears can bear..
Burn them all..!!!
Rip their guts and chew on their skulls...!!!
Bash their heads and rape their children..!!!
Foul stinking humans..!!!
Poke their eyes with burning iron..!!!
Let the crows feed on their corpses..!!!
Slice their bodies in a thousand pieces..!!!
Make them suffer.!!!
MAKE THEM BURRNN!!!!!!!!
Burn their bodies.... and piss on the ashes..!!!
Bury them under tons of soil...!!!
Erase them from the edge of forever...!!!
Make them taste their sins.. their faults...!!!
Here in the depths my flames run high...!!!
Here in the depths my hatred runs deep...!!!
My anger is FURY...!!!
My will is the LAW !!!!
Cut out their tongues...!!!
Put them in cages..!!!
Let them rot in their stinking meat shells.!!!
Play the drums harder...!!!
Turn the heat higher....!!!
Play the drums faster..!!!
Make them suffer these filthy beasts...!!!
MAKE THEM BUURRRNN!!!!!!!!!!
And the spills of the machines keep screeching and turning...
And all the poor souls keep screaming and burning..
The carnaval that always smells of scorched hair..
..keeps coming back every day of the year...
There's no escaping , dear boys and girls...
One of your days..
...you will have to face..
the Master of the Underworld..
***Soul Struck Strychnine***
Gang gore green gut
Get your chord cut
Cats cut chord crime
Cool cough court climb
Some sell soul slime
Soul struck strychnine
Snake snatch snort sniff
Snuff snow snob spliff
Crabs crawl crown crate
Crib cross frown fate
Boot bat bait ball
Best boy beats all
Al Joe Jim Jack
Chris cross crawl crack
Rad rose real rap
Red prose steal crap
That this thing that
What we're all at
And we all get
Brick brawl break flat...
***Red Blue Pills and Acetone***
Through the glass and on the wall.
Bricks that build and bricks they fall.
One red tea to rule them all.
Superglue and one threat call.
Aspirin and Dethanol.
Buttercup unwind and fold.
Lost in space and then you fall.
Round the ashes of the ball.
The glitter splits and shows the hall.
Gods and monsters see them all.
White long beard and nothing more.
Grow the seeds in zen and awe.
Then the branches hit the paw.
Of the wolf that thought he saw.
A puppydog that ate the bone.
And when he gets there all alone.
He will see the moon and mone.
So the bones they turn to stone.
And the sound is just one tone.
Low and vibrant in the dome.
Red Blue pills and acetone.
***Goodbye Imaginary Friend***
Let it flow my fellow friend.
The birds in the bushes won't hear you speak.
Just whisper it in my ear like a smooth seduction
Hold my arm and neck when you speak to me.
Your wish... my friend... I shall fullfill.
Not raise the dead or beat-a-heart.
But eyelashes that point in your direction.
I do sell fire friend.
Not to be worn with frosty hands.
Your body turns in glistening gold.
And reflects the beauty of those who gaze at you.
And they will gaze.. yes.. they will gaze..
Some beauty is not always beautiful.
We talk my fellow friend in simple word.
We share our sounds in slimy voices.
Let's not yawn our conversations together.
By spilling more juices of the body.
A higher thought comes down at me often.
Is it you my fellow friend...?..., or is it me..?..
That imagines you ...imagening me.
Who am I to judge what you do...
If that's just what I see.
And I imagine being you.
Don't break our heads together.
For schizoid freaks don't have a lot to share.
They are talking within themselves.
Goodbye imaginary friend..
It was fun while it lasted.
Some confusion perhaps.
But I am sure to remember.
Our times together.
They were pleasant for sure.
Goodbye imaginary friend..
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