A BITCH' BIRTHDAY MEANS IT IS TIME TO CELEBRATE THE CRIPPLING DEVOTIONS OF CELIBACY
ABANDOMMENT OF HOPE
A FALLACY ONCE ARISEN
A MAN OF MANY WINGS
A NEW HIGH
BATTERED SKIN
BEFORE THEY TAKE IT FROM US
BLACK TONGUED TRUTHS
THE CAJUN CHRIST
CHEAP SEX AND PAINKILLERS
CONSOLATION IN SILENCE
CONCLUSIONS REACHED AFTER DETERMINING WHY YOU WERE NOT THERE TO HELP
EIGHTEEN WHEELS OF COMFORT
THE ETERNAL
EYES OF AN ANGEL
FINALLY FREED
HAVE NO MORALS
HER INNOCENCE
I ALONE
I'M GONNA FUCK YOUR SISTER
IN A LULL
LSD CASUALTY
THE MARY SHELLEY SONG
MINE WILL RISE
NEW FOUNDATIONS OF MENTAL STABILITY ACHIEVED WHILE IN SEARCH FOR THE SACRED FLOWER
NICE PLANTS
PROFILE OF A TERRORIST
THE RISE AND FALL OF SATISFACTION
ROMANCING THE WHORE
THE RUBBLE OF GLORY
THE RUBBLE OF GLORY PART II
SEALED FOR YOUR PROTECTION
THE SONG ABOUT CATS
THE STONER JAM
TAKE THE NEXT HOUR
THIS
THROUGH TIRED TIMES
THE TIME TRAVELLER
TO BLOODLET; THE CLEANSING URGE
TO FORGET
WHILE THE ELDERS SLEPT
WISE AND NOBLE KINGS OF WAR
ZERO EIGHT
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"A Bitch's Birthday Means it is Time to Celebrate the Crippling Devotions of Celibacy"
DEDEM DAS SEINE: My eyes have tasted the pornography of a past lover and that is exactly why i will never listen to the lies about desire for the tastes of shapeless filth that grows skin to soften these dense particles of friction are unreal sticky and close to perfecting an aching with destructive smiles becoming unforgiving like life without passion. fit in where you get in like a bad boy playing good or like a good boy playing bad. she is gone but I smell her everywhere. This is real, but I still do not believe what I've become just ain't right. It is not worth waiting for you to become nothing in my eyes. Patience is in color for a day and then it's back to blacks and grays. Use the mind as a tool for relations of repititions of sin in my mouth, but know these teeth were born to test the wastes of iron against will. your adoration of my suffering is spilt in the warmth of my silence that's piercing my face with the wetness of your breath. you smother like a mother, but you're smoother than your father. alive is my creature of melting lights in many shadows tolerating for the allowance of stretched skin. my body. a dry isolated oasis. that's fading. dedem das seine is what I've become just ain't right In my eyes there is no peace of mind in this state I am left with what I have become and it ain't right when a garden of massacres is screaming to be let free from God. screaming to be freed of summations of fury chasing a mockery of despair. I am lost in my own, what i've become just ain't right. Screaming to be free of life.
rising love above life yeah, the lights are on - but it's still so dark for me i've got this mission, but the outcome is bleak i've got feel for you, but i keep them all pent up inside fallacy of love, burning deep inside all pent up in me how can i recover from the scars you left? you rammed an ice pick straight through my heart how can i recover from the scars you left? you rammed an ice pick straight through my heart
sweet dreams of infanticide whisper softly tonight cold shudder muddy brown water whisper softly tonight in that pale moonlight flying masterbating i found a new high tonight flying masterbating i found a new high tonight soft as velvet i slip in her ice cold lips engulf my prick yet she she speaks so softly to me in that pale moonlight
as the sun decays images of the dead girl in the backseat with sullied panties of milk and blood silently a tear rolls down her bruised cheek tasting battered skin i just wanna watch the whole world perish as i pierce the skin with fingertips penetration into the world of sin within as sunshine melts into the sky hell absorbed through the angel's cries dead girl makes a tender lust for cunt her silence is violence as the sun decays images of the dead girl in the backseat with sullied panties of milk and blood silently a tear rolls down her bruised cheek tasting battered skin
rain harvesters trading pieces of flesh with god to reveal the secret ingredients of our demise locusts twitch to the tune of blasphemy blinding us from the numbness of this life the gory details of drunken molestation poured down this morning searing everything it touched the crowd gets restless i stand alone on the gallows awaiting my final glimpse of the sun
silk in voice and snake in soul temptation burns as an embrace would surely take its toll aching in lust i yearn it sounds like silence but i know i'm not in heaven surrounded now with no way out a terrified man begins to shout shaking his fists at the lords above at why they pity the fool called love take the hands given abandonment his fear is made of to her i drawn so deep the kiss that could cut and take all that's survived the many tests of time fucked by god her smoke leaves me wanting more a laughing ghost calls her a whore confuse what mind a man may adore as her scent became satan's lure she calls to me from her grave how her soul i wished to save i at war with the sands of time the door lays open to misbehave raped fucked sold masking faith with disorder and little white rings of wire feed transcendentalism with psychedelic fire i awoke in silence but knew this wasn't heaven she dressed in pretty sin summoned me to please her every whim/black tongued truths
"Cheap Sex and Painkillers" one man, a coward waiting for bliss an open book lay with tattered pages never known sweet fragance of depression like new delicate aroma of slow death clings to the blind hung itself on a dream slit it's throat while he slept suffocate inebriate murder rub red eyes with bloody hands smearing tears and forgetting this paranoia fiegning one man, a coward waiting for bliss dry inhale hides nothing, i'm awake at every hour
goddess of weather - spins her wool in my ear gossip and woes of angels - i do hear unknown vile i keep inside dwindles and disappears - when she is by my side she sings her song her praise of life that i know not of my journal lay unopened in my lap it has not opened since the day i began to rot cannot someone smell my rot in the air? cannot someone smell my decomposition? cannot someone free me? free me as i live as i live but am dead i am dead
"Conclusions Reached After Determining Why You Were Not There to Help."
The governing underground calls it much belated retaliation. are you concerned? You should be! (, because) the educational system is flawed and is floundering in search of a savior. (Does that/Can you) even explain the/your lack of motivation? well – balanced Simultaneous strangulation can/will Be my medication because I still feel guilt when I fuck. you made your hole available and so easy for me (to fuck), but your not the one i want to provide the ease (be easy for me). abandon hope now because you are useless unless you can fabricate an elaborate plan of devious and secretive revenge against the (m)other's orderly combinations of rhythmic cheer uttered and chanted in unison everytime the whip cracks (down) (on my back). the "civilization" you bear is a war/protest waged against nature; meaning in theory, when all references are publicized, progress is achieved through human control (of evolution) and completion means placing human ethics outside the scope of (matrialistic processes of) evolution. Traditional thought is proved to be futile in the expectations that hungered, squalid and impoverished peoples will not engage in gross violent reactions. It is whispered among them that your head removed from your shoulders will make the story of the century.
"The Eternal" she knows the pain and suffering the obedience of the sick mentally fragile to the point of exhaustion inner disease is famine to the outer shell the sun is gone from this world the roses wither and fade all gone left no trace only bruised hands with dirty face gun up to the mouth taking her last breath before she closes her eyes forever embracing the eternal calm with open arms slide glass across the wrist took her last breath before she closes her eyes forever embracing the eternal calm with no fear swallow fist false addiction of impure take my last breath before i close my eyes forever to embrace the eternal calm diseased tears of shame fall from up high she closes her eyes/she slits her wrists and slips away because tomorrow brings no brighter day tranquil bliss invades expiring the infection excoriation into freedom solution solution failure to recognize on behalf of you failure to recognize on behalf of your ignorance ignorance
licking warm blood - off of soft lips caressing the cold - stiffened idea of love inhaling her beauty - her encompassing scent soft rain - drowns out the light lightly pressing - lustful fingertips upon her lips ice cold lips - that seem to whisper back sweetened songs of seduction - stop shallow pools of paling blue reside in her eyes slowly fading, being washed away by warm tears so slow, so quiet wash away the dried blood on her lips wash away the memories of his cold embrace
i see puppies in the stars, consuming this children bloom hopeless under a broken street lamp i woke up in a black day, kissing life, whispering goodbye bathing in drops of the sky, greet me extended, awaiting my heart shot up through the beauty came back down in the web of lightning my heart shot up through the beauty came back down in the web of lightning the cold frost of truth has rusted confessing dreams, windows beyond eyes candles flicker, locking me inside swept away in a world of philosophical depression drowning and wishing upon our fallen star swept away in a world of philosophical depression drowning and wishing upon our fallen star screaming to break this, hang dry my ghosts breakdown, hiding from the voices in my head look with trembling hands towards you dying slowly, being consumed unforgiven hearts freed from emptiness and greed unforgiven hearts have been freed from emptiness and greed seasons taking over now masquerade the picnics of old and new the traces of me and you seasons taking over now masquerade the picnics of old and new the traces of me and you finally freed...
i saw in the right hand of Him that sat in the throne a book written within that was sealed with seven seals and i saw a strong angel proclaiming with a loud voice "who is worthy to open the book and loose the seven seals? No man in heaven, nor on earth, nor under earth was able to open the book nor to look upon it." and when the Lamb broke open the seventh seal... there was silence in heaven... smell the sweet death on her breath taste the impurity on her lips her little white dress is stained with red tainted love of the dead adorn her face with a black rose so she can dream of where all evil goes peel her innocence from her face drop by drop amputate razors slid across her skin allowing all the holy in tension swarm in her eyes head hung low between her thighs her thighs are red from the blood of God damn it her innocence is bliss
the dust will pile higher and higher memories will only fade spirits will one day rise feel the fire burn my eyes i will bathe in the waters poured from the sky inhale dark winters thoughts of decay don't remain fade away scaling the walls of my mind with sweaty palms unending dead end shall we hold hands and die? morning star shall not rise unstitch the seams free to dream driven towards the brink that will not sink walking in a see of red mist fills my head with dreams of the dead pale breath of sunlight reignites my shame as flowers consume the earth how can something that only exists for a fragment of time cease to exist when it never really existed at all? cease to exist when it never really existed at all? at all!
i want to fuck your sister her eyes are piercing steel recording emissions of daylight with teeth becoming contagious silent smiles whispering denials to dead heavens with proud hearts outstretched hands searching for hope too bad she chokes on reality and the unknown truths dying dreams and the process of unspiring draw me a book of golden tears because each of you are worth nothing in the end before i can cleanse it's time for me to kill again with record speed blunt force sexual trauma painted skin untrue sin fear rejections are nearer suspended in this time watching you from the other side we are frozen with digital fire speed that kills just ain't enough empty sockets with yellow make believe replacement limbs living in deserted skies removed far from thine eyes wooden deadbolts are filled with sand holding sin in outstretched hands let's do the dance of dance of antimemory spasm clinging to the littered aroma of cold orgasm
she fucks like a tease kind of miserable (set) in her ways she loves her mother well and always aimed to please i masterbate to calm myself i masterbate to sedate myself i masterbate to drown myself with an illusion of love i took her life with my own hands killed for revenge i took her life with my own hands killed for revenge she fucks like a tease kind of miserable (set) in her ways she loves her mother well and always aimed to please god lives in the fucking blindspot
the world will not be a better place until we strangle the last king with the guts of the last priest
turning the strings of my mind undistinguished knot of hate stolen knot of fear of waste dew on the furthest limits lividity of hatred against you rubbing raw against your game plays of dreams and circus schemes cuts and bruises line her face the stained dress soaked in warm piss diseased the circus queen abortion of your dreams diseased the circus queen abortion of your dreams i slit my wrists for solace drop by drop i'm creating my silence smile fill of rotten teeth glimmer in the moonlight drink from this pool of hate seal your fate i slit my wrists for solace drop by drop i'm creating my silence i slit my wrists for solace drop by drop i'm creating my silence mine will rise delusions and fantasies all come screaming to a halt caught up in the board game of life and death equilibrium lost far from within i died and left a trail of madness behind demented bliss inebriation rise
handing out handjobs and fingerfucks to the poor traces of incest that appease the masses hints of abortion linger in the smoke that emits from the rubble of glory a passionless murder is whispered just as silence has once chilled our streets children weep heavily awaiting the apocalypse i once shared a vision with a holy man we danced in house of God sharing silence we watched the last fire fizzle out to nothingness i await the last drop of hope but my cries cannot be heard over the famine and the filth and the wreckage as the world as we once knew it collides with the wars of God and demon hate and love death and life sounds of thousands marching to the graves stenches of vomit and emaciated lives combine causing my nostrils to flare and my heart to race is there no escape from this wretched place? is there no escape from this wretched place? is there no escape from this wretched place?
scrape this, seal it, numb it to perfection a mere sportfuck, but whose to blame? persistence, nurtured by hatred time taken, a loss to be dealt with sin sold cheap, a resurrected image resurrected dreams of hope, constant interruptions constant desire, a breastfed addiction to cope with misunderstanding fuck me once and slit my throat i just threw up on myself hold this within your own
"To Bloodlet; the Cleansing Urge"
start by etching dark secrets into your arm with glass and inject the filth of your sin and depression beneath your foul, dying flesh taste the stench, the decripid aroma of a dying world virgin lips smeared with semen choke on my love i'm roadkill on god's highway we're all roadkill tonight anyway vulgar demonstration of lust romantic obsession run away from your halo sexual infatuation asphyxiate angels whisper sweet nothings hymns of homicide ordained clowns touch the clouds scarring the tranquil sky i've bathing for days but still i can't be clean something is better than nothing but i have this urge to kill my self
stare into the sun let the disease infect your eyes feel the rapture of her cold kiss her cold lips filled with worm juice pressed against your beating heart cold hands run trembling still over smooth skin aching from the years of abuse and neglect a child abused and broken down so the virus can plague her discordant screams memories of the days gone by discordant screams memories of the years gone by teeth in a bag tears in a cup she slits her wrists to forget the torment of a twisted life teeth in a bag tears in a cup she slits her wrists to forget the torment of a twisted life teeth in a bag tears in a cup she slits her wrists to forget the torment of a twisted life
we are the ones that were and shall be again laying idle in depression while the elders sleep misery sweeps itself across the skyline
tyrant complicated intelligence maniacal paranoid ambivalence
rules your lands
worship the one they call the king
an unrighteous occpation of the throne
hells lends his mind to the throes of mania
hell rules paranoid and with iron fist
his kingship over our slaveship
listen to the calls in the breezes of the dark calm
there is no compassion no mercy found here
you will never be freed
you will never be spared from the liars
tyrant complicated intelligence maniacal paranoid ambivalence
rules your lands
worship the one they call the king
an unrighteous occpation of the throne
hells lends his mind to the throes of mania
hell rules paranoid and with iron fist
his kingship over our slaveship
