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Thursday, March 5, 2009

Wrongful Convictions

You're hard to break
In your metal cage
But if only you could
See your tasteful end

Feelings are mere conjectures in this case
Seen as the scum of this crumbling earth
Nothing seems left to blame you for
Now we must see what's left in store

Wrongful convictions; harmful decisions
Innocents are led to die
Innocent of the crime, demise met in due time
Innocents are led to die

The copper's raping hands scrape across the land
Pillaging my children and my fellow man
The PD fuck it I'll hit 'em BT
Too blind to see they're led by greed
I ain't no Pat Bateman or scapegoat journeyman
I don't give a shit if you land my ass in the can
Fucking survival of the fittest motherfucker
You or me; who's gonna die motherfucker?
Fuckin' viking wannabe with that flashin' badge
Yo' piece poppin' through that muzzle flash
Get off my turf or it's you 'n' me gonna lose our ass
Put down yo piece man 2 man without no brass

Wrongful convictions; harmful decisions
Innocents are led to die
Innocent of the crime, demise met in due time
Innocents are led to die

You're hard to break
In your metal cage
But if only you could
See your tasteful end

Innocent!

(Yes, I did attempt to write rap lyrics in that large chunk, but bear with me :P)

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Paradise Is Here

Pain seeks more
My life is hanging
Help me for
My life is hanging

Paradise is here
(x6)

Death is a door
My life is hanging
Help me for
My life is hanging

Paradise is here
(x6)

Leave me here
My life is ending
Pass by me here
My life is ending

Harbor no fear
My life is ending
End is near
My life is ending

Paradise is here
(x6)

Life seems to be waning
Death seems to be taking

Suffering is a whore
Suffering is a whore
Ending it all before it's seen

Paradise is here
(x6)

Hope Has Faded Away

Dreams are over
Peace now sober
Dreams are over
Peace now sober

Reach After
Preach Laughter
Seek Shelter
Weak Helper

Hope has faded away

My vision is falling away from me again
Smoke screen in front of my eyes again
Distractions and regressions in my blurry head
Control? Life? Loss?; these thoughts run in my head
Where is there to run in a time of loss like this
Seeking solace from anything to escape all this
Hope is now a lost cause in this dreadful day
In need of a guiding path to light my every way

Hope has faded away

Dreams are over
Peace now sober
Dreams are over
Peace now sober

False Angels
Short Angles
Seek Shelter
Weak Helper

Hope has faded away

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Hate Wraith

By Me; Garrett Alexander Will

Hate
Wraith
(x2)

He says to me that, "there's nothing to fear...
My everlasting loving hand will always stay near."
These rites infect and devour my head
I shall see for the test of mind in the end
Man-made bastard source of hate
Beyond my love by all rate

Huh!

Hate
Wraith
(x2)
Accomplice of man
Made these lands?
Rape these dreams we sow
We've lost our way
This god rapes these dreams we sow
This god rapes these dreams we sow
This god rapes these dreams we sow
Where is this god now?

All we wish to do is wash away death
From this reality we turn and run away
Hearkening, this burden rots our minds
False destiny set for me like the fray
Broken hopes and empty promises astounding
Hope to see the truth in life this day

Hate
Wraith
(x2)
Accomplice of man
Made these lands?
Rape these dreams we sow
We've lost our way
This god rapes these dreams we sow
This god rapes these dreams we sow
This god rapes these dreams we sow
Where is this god now?

Hate
Wraith
(x4)

Saturday, February 21, 2009

No one fucks with my friends, and gets away with it

I wrote a note back in September after a falling out with my ex, who shall be nameless here. Moments after she told me what had happened since I had seen her for the last time, I began writing a note that would end up becoming a hotbed of unnecessary, torturous drama. Not that I intended for that, but I did ask for something when I wrote it. But I was being impulsive at the time, because I felt I had been betrayed yet another time in my life after so many previous times in the past. You could have a heart to heart discussion with me on this and you'll find out everything.
What I didn't expect was for two moochers, one Katie Shannon and one Jade Travis, who tried to destroy my social life through the note. Although I did ask for it as I stated previously, this was totally unexpected and actually, uncalled for.
Basically, after writing the note, Katie Shannon and/or Jade Travis added some of the people I mentioned in the note and basically tried to get them to attack me for simply expressing myself. As if that was a crime. Of course, since Katie Shannon and Jade Travis had no understanding of my motives behind the note, they gave the wrong impression to the people I mentioned. However, I knew the note had to stop when they tried to poison the mind of my closest friend I had mentioned in that list; Sylvie Therese Gautreau.
A heads up regarding Sylvie; we've had our ups and downs. We've experienced a few bumpy roads before, but certainly, she has shown me that she's one to be appreciated dearly by sticking by me all the while. After all, I still have some feelings for her, although I am smart about those feelings in that with how things are at the present time, they would only complicate what I feel is a very good friendship (even though we've only met each other twice in person) unnecessarily. The note could have fucked things up between us, but I am so very thankful it didn't.
Basically, Sylvie made me aware of what was going on regarding the note and Katie Shannon's insidious scheme to kill my social circle by tainting Sylvie's mind with misconstrued lies. After that, and a heart-to-heart talk about the thing, Sylvie showed that she was sorry for the things that had gone on between us, and I showed that I was sorry too; neither of us is more 'guilty' of causing any bumpy roads than the other, although I sort of feel I am myself. So thus, I had to delete the note because my intention for the note was not to slander anyone I mentioned. I even mentioned Mark Hebert in that note, but I said in it that I had forgiven him (at the time at least, just a little, but a little is better than nothing at all). No, my intention was to vent my feelings at the time of writing the note.
So I say this to Katie Shannon; if you have bones to pick, you pick it with me. Don't fuck with my friends; that's cowardly and says MUCH about your character. Even after all the things I did through all of your bullshit last year, you still felt the need to antagonize me. I thought we were on the same page to simply forget that we ever met, but she felt the need to fuck things up even more for me. Sure, I didn't grieve too much for losing Becky Allen's respect because we were pretty much over each other at the time, but trying to fuck with Syl was what got me angry. Hell, after I kicked her out of my apartment last year, she left her Social Insurance card! She god damn forgot her wallet for Pete's sake. If I was as much of a bastard as she was trying to make me out to be, I could have done plenty of damage to her life through that SIN card of hers. What kind of an idiot forgets such a vital piece of identification? But alas, I'm not an asshole, I'm not heartless, and while vengeance would have been sweet, I felt that kicking her mooching ass out was vengeance enough; her SIN card was in safe keeping with me. Hell, after her bullshit that would proceed until she finally picked it up (about two or three weeks later, ugh), I was contemplating just throwing it into the garbage!
I don't care if I get some flak from her circle of friends who still happen to be on my friend's list and hers; you fuck with those I care about, and you get a smack down. If you have something to say to me, say it to me; leave my friends out of it, especially Sylvie, who I never felt ill towards and will never fuck with. You're a fucking coward, and I feel absolutely no sympathy for you, let alone empathy. You showed me just how manipulative and exploitive you are even through the times you knew were difficult, for me especially. You took advantage of my good qualities just to save your ass; you care only about yourself. I cared enough to give you and all your moocher friends a chance time and time again, and none of you repaid me in any way, shape, or form. If you still have something to say, grow a pair and say it to my face. If not, then I'm done with you as of this note. I feel that expressing all of this is good for myself. And unlike the note (which has been deleted since mid-September) in question, I didn't slander anybody, let alone Sylvie or even Mark. Me and Sylvie have reconciled and I feel our relationship has since bolstered because of our recent visit with each other, and I couldn't be happier and more appreciative. Mark has shown in his own way, no matter how genuine it is, that he's capable of at least a light apology. That's progress, but since he was the cause of the mess on his end last year, it's surprising that he's the only one capable of any form of apology.
So this venting is over. Sylvie is too good a friend to me and I can't afford to lose that; so when a manipulative person like KShan tries to destroy that bond between me and Syl, someone has to pay. No one goes behind my back to ruin things for me and gets away with it. Sylvie's a loyal, wonderful, and admirable person who deserves all the care in the world; you are not, so beat it and rot with others like you. I'm done with you.

Keep on mutating,

Twisted Mutant Bearman

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Elor Maximiline's Dream (lyric)

Elor Maximiline's Dream
Lyrics: Garrett Will

Maximiline; he had a dream
He wanted the whole world, so he needed a machine
Foiled by a powerful, greedy seed
He despised "better for the greater good in need"...

In his eyes we waste away
Lives of lies; a cancerous pain
Overmind, conqueror and bane
Rule our lives, suppress with hate

A hardened mind; a binded frame
Despite the signs, the beast's not tame
Overmind, conqueror and bane
Rule our lives, suppress with hate

Maximiline's Domination Dream
Minds not our lives to rot and wash away
Maximiline's Domination Dream
Minds not our lives to rot and wash away

Maximiline; he had the world
He had everything he could ever have hoped
He kills our minds, with bile and wo
Trapped in line, he keeps us in note

Maximiline's Domination Dream
Minds not our lives to rot and wash away
Maximiline's Domination Dream
Minds not our lives to rot and wash away

Overmind, conqueror and bane
Overmind, conqueror and bane
Rule our lives, suppress with hate
Overmind, suppressor, king of hate

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

The Steam That is Left

You can tell
I have no kids
You might as well
Go take a piss
High Time Payment!
High Time Payment!

I pulled a Homer
Big time, what a night!
I move people over
For what, a bright light?
High Time Payment!
High Time Payment!

Say no to drugs
Or so they say, in droves, in droves!
Prying your life too much
Asking, "why, why, why, DOVES!?"
High Time Payment!
High Time Payment!

I know I'm weird
Tell yourself to lock me up now
Still got steam here
Watch me go HA HA!
High Time Payment!
High Time Payment!

Watch me go
Under the floor
Watch me go
Under the floor
Laughing all alone
Laughing all alone
Laughing all alone
In my humble abode