All your infernal pleasures come to true life
In the form of punishments from your peers
You take and take and we give and give to you
See the reaction you get when you abuse us?
Lie for all life and you'll die without truth
What goes 'round comes 'round fully fits you
I'm are losing patience
I'm are making amends
With your spinal knives
So hateful with your lies
Which never end
Which never end
Liar!
Disappear your deception and you'll be resurrected
Too selfish to live amongst your fellows for our liking
Full months of destruction of friendships to spare
Yourself from a fictional wrath of our reaction
Where's this reaction that you so dearly fear?
If you knew us you'd have nothing to fear and maim!
I'm losing patience
I'm making amends
With your spinal knives
So hateful with your lies
Which never end
Which never end
Liar!
You killed me once
You'll kill me twice
Despite the love I offer you
You return to me with lies
YOU KILLED ME ONCE
YOU'LL KILL ME TWICE
DESPITE THE LOVE I OFFER YOU
YOU RETURN TO ME WITH LIES!
These crying eyes!
I'm losing patience
I'm making amends
With your spinal knives
So hateful with your lies
Which never end
Which never end
Which never end
Which never end
Liar!
Do you see these crying eyes!?
Took me for a fool despite my blessing!
You killed me once
You'll kill me twice
Look at my crying eyes!
And live your lies!
Liar!
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Friday, November 6, 2009
Comes Right Back
Suckin' us dry, and fuckin' us blind, is the way of the powers towering in the sky.
Whores to the greedy and thorns to the needy, I fuckin' long for the day when things go even.
Tax pot, & dope shots; you make drugs your fuck toys while the youth gets shot.
Cold blooded lizards in chairs and suits, poisoning our trees and making us eat the same fruits.
All the long while they are suckin' us dry, and fuckin' us blind, all in style in denial (won't you mind?).
Enough with the blame game, you're all just the same; I see right through you so you're just fuckin' lame.
It's the same old shit every fuckin' day, "he says, she says" it's all just hearsay.
Fucking me over with finances gone cold turkey, one day they'll want me to bend right over easy.
But I'll resist, I've got news for you shits; I burn away ignorance while you live in your bliss.
Maybe some day this fucked up cycle will end, and no, you wishers, this won't be no fucking god-send.
Their navels, their javelins; my answers to government will rock their world, I bleed for empowerment.
Maybe it's time to go all-out, but I'm behind. So there ain't no limit to the show I'll mastermind. In time...
I'll stop them from suckin' us dry, and fuckin' us blind, and take out the powers towering in the sky.
Whores to the greedy and thorns to the needy, I fuckin' long for the day when things go even.
Tax pot, & dope shots; you make drugs your fuck toys while the youth gets shot.
Cold blooded lizards in chairs and suits, poisoning our trees and making us eat the same fruits.
All the long while they are suckin' us dry, and fuckin' us blind, all in style in denial (won't you mind?).
Enough with the blame game, you're all just the same; I see right through you so you're just fuckin' lame.
It's the same old shit every fuckin' day, "he says, she says" it's all just hearsay.
Fucking me over with finances gone cold turkey, one day they'll want me to bend right over easy.
But I'll resist, I've got news for you shits; I burn away ignorance while you live in your bliss.
Maybe some day this fucked up cycle will end, and no, you wishers, this won't be no fucking god-send.
Their navels, their javelins; my answers to government will rock their world, I bleed for empowerment.
Maybe it's time to go all-out, but I'm behind. So there ain't no limit to the show I'll mastermind. In time...
I'll stop them from suckin' us dry, and fuckin' us blind, and take out the powers towering in the sky.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Circle of Life
The circle of life
Beauty speaks in the trees
You're my circle of life
I see your beauty in my dreams
It's useless to demean
The beauty in you that I see
Calls to me
The circle of life
Beauty sings in the leaves
You're my circle of life
I know your beauty out of my dreams
I feel the pattern from you
Complete me
The circle of life
And you
Beautifully complete me
Your beauty speaks to me
Through the wind, trees, & leaves
The circle of life
Is all I wish to see
Beauty speaks in the trees
You're my circle of life
I see your beauty in my dreams
It's useless to demean
The beauty in you that I see
Calls to me
The circle of life
Beauty sings in the leaves
You're my circle of life
I know your beauty out of my dreams
I feel the pattern from you
Complete me
The circle of life
And you
Beautifully complete me
Your beauty speaks to me
Through the wind, trees, & leaves
The circle of life
Is all I wish to see
Friday, October 30, 2009
Paradise Is Here (Revision)
Waning, Nephthys is curiously waiting
To shackle my being, now my life is ending
My spark is dim, my mind is racing
Paradise is here, but now my life is ending
Death is a door
My life is hanging
Help me for
My life is hanging
Curious for more
My life is ending
Save me for
My life is ending
Am I not sincere?
Paradise is here
Am I not sincere?
Paradise is here
Pain takes over
My life is hanging
Help me for
My life is hanging
So much in store
My life is ending
Save me for
My life is ending
Am I not sincere?
Paradise is here
Am I not sincere?
Paradise is here
Nephthys is a whore
Nephthys is a whore
Taking it all away
Before it can be seen
My life is ending
Life I cannot feel
Paradise is here
Am I not sincere?
Death is a door
My life is hanging
Help me for
My life is hanging
Am I not sincere?
Paradise is here
Am I not sincere?
Paradise is here
So much left to feel
Paradise is here
So much left to feel
Paradise is here
Nephthys is a whore
To shackle my being, now my life is ending
My spark is dim, my mind is racing
Paradise is here, but now my life is ending
Death is a door
My life is hanging
Help me for
My life is hanging
Curious for more
My life is ending
Save me for
My life is ending
Am I not sincere?
Paradise is here
Am I not sincere?
Paradise is here
Pain takes over
My life is hanging
Help me for
My life is hanging
So much in store
My life is ending
Save me for
My life is ending
Am I not sincere?
Paradise is here
Am I not sincere?
Paradise is here
Nephthys is a whore
Nephthys is a whore
Taking it all away
Before it can be seen
My life is ending
Life I cannot feel
Paradise is here
Am I not sincere?
Death is a door
My life is hanging
Help me for
My life is hanging
Am I not sincere?
Paradise is here
Am I not sincere?
Paradise is here
So much left to feel
Paradise is here
So much left to feel
Paradise is here
Nephthys is a whore
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Passionate Monstrosities: A Human Thing?
The caption in the title, preceding the colon, could be worded in a different way as well: Violent Reaction.
What is the point of the title? What is the point of this journal entry to come forth? Well, I'll tell you right now, it is about my observation of how people react to negativity. To be more specific, negative things such as injustices done unto others, murder, and other such interpersonal or social wrongdoings. Common sense states that heinous acts such as murder, rape, & other violent or deviant behavior at the cost of one others well-being is frowned upon. Usually, what follows such acts are punishments. It's a "what goes around, comes around" sort of deal. It's like we are all judges. Well, since we have consciences & (a rather shaky) ability to determine what's right & what's wrong, we pretty much all are.
But where are our standards? What I mean by this is that, say a person, regardless of the gender or ethnicity, murders TWO people. Respected or not locally, globally, or universally, the act of murder itself that the perpetrator committed is deemed heinous and unjust. Rightfully so, he/she took not just one life, but two lives away and they'll never come back. However, people will also react to the crime, and thus the criminal. What follows, usually, is stuff that could only make you think, "what actually separates the criminal from the 'innocent'?" Well, from my own observations, just one thing; Action. I see so many reactionaries, so many people who either witness or come across the telling of the crime by happenstance or word of mouth, spout violent, sadistic, almost creatively brutal vitriol that would probably make the murderer piss his/her pants in fear. While these people are merely spouting such disturbingly gruesome language about, what's the only thing that is stopping them? Well, they aren't acting on their emotions.
After all, MOST murders have an emotional factor to them. I won't quote any statistics, but I won't ignore them either, so don't bother looking for that. Instead, from what I know of the USA, at least, is that the majority of murders are between lovers or family. Hell, most murderers kill someone they are already acquainted with, someone that they know to a degree that's a little more than casual (usually the case). So, there's an emotional link between the murderer and the victim in most murder cases. Hence, the emotional basis for MOST murders, but not all. The murderers in this sense felt something towards their victims, either love, kindness, respect, or whatnot before committing their acts. Some other emotional factor drove the murderer to killing their victim. So what's the point of all of this explanation? Well, it proves that not all murderers are "monsters." Indeed, they are truly human because they are acting on their emotions. They felt it, then they acted on it.
The reactionaries, the judges of our kin, are hardly different from the murderers themselves. All that separates the vindictive & prophets of vengeance (or, in short, the reacting judges that many of us are) is action. A murderer acted, but the prophet of violent reaction did not. One could say, "something that the innocent had that the murderer didn't have prevented the innocent from killing in the first place!" Well, consider this; many murderers have never committed a crime in their lifetimes. They're even, up to the time of the crime that is, seemingly docile and peaceful people, at least to the uninformed and untrained eye. Yet there is a trigger that makes them kill a person. Now, keep in mind, the tragedies of Columbine & Virginia Tech were not targeted towards a specific person, and thus don't support my argument, but let's steer clear of that.
So really, it is truly a human thing to react, to have passion, to feel & even act on emotion. So if someone condones (towards a murderer) something along the likes of, "castrate them, break their limbs, torture them for days, get them raped until they bleed, and then take their lives as penance", they're only acting on their innermost humanity. It's the nature of man to be monstrously gruesome, to be more attuned to barbarism & violence, to react to a situation doing pretty much anything possible, violent or not. We like to think of ourselves as reasonable, civil creatures. But we're not. We are still beasts, we are still in the harsh grasslands that our most distant ancestors toiled in to survive. We set up so many delusions & illusions in and around ourselves to think that we're above such primitive & barbaric ways, but there's no escaping the truth; we're beasts of nature. We don't think before we act, we do it the other way around. We don't use logic, we use emotion. We don't reason, we react. However, we are capable of reason, logic, and thinking. We are capable of stopping our overlaying, inherited traits of reaction & motives driven by fear. But we're nowhere near past any such laughable traits.
And that could be an evolutionary thing...
What is the point of the title? What is the point of this journal entry to come forth? Well, I'll tell you right now, it is about my observation of how people react to negativity. To be more specific, negative things such as injustices done unto others, murder, and other such interpersonal or social wrongdoings. Common sense states that heinous acts such as murder, rape, & other violent or deviant behavior at the cost of one others well-being is frowned upon. Usually, what follows such acts are punishments. It's a "what goes around, comes around" sort of deal. It's like we are all judges. Well, since we have consciences & (a rather shaky) ability to determine what's right & what's wrong, we pretty much all are.
But where are our standards? What I mean by this is that, say a person, regardless of the gender or ethnicity, murders TWO people. Respected or not locally, globally, or universally, the act of murder itself that the perpetrator committed is deemed heinous and unjust. Rightfully so, he/she took not just one life, but two lives away and they'll never come back. However, people will also react to the crime, and thus the criminal. What follows, usually, is stuff that could only make you think, "what actually separates the criminal from the 'innocent'?" Well, from my own observations, just one thing; Action. I see so many reactionaries, so many people who either witness or come across the telling of the crime by happenstance or word of mouth, spout violent, sadistic, almost creatively brutal vitriol that would probably make the murderer piss his/her pants in fear. While these people are merely spouting such disturbingly gruesome language about, what's the only thing that is stopping them? Well, they aren't acting on their emotions.
After all, MOST murders have an emotional factor to them. I won't quote any statistics, but I won't ignore them either, so don't bother looking for that. Instead, from what I know of the USA, at least, is that the majority of murders are between lovers or family. Hell, most murderers kill someone they are already acquainted with, someone that they know to a degree that's a little more than casual (usually the case). So, there's an emotional link between the murderer and the victim in most murder cases. Hence, the emotional basis for MOST murders, but not all. The murderers in this sense felt something towards their victims, either love, kindness, respect, or whatnot before committing their acts. Some other emotional factor drove the murderer to killing their victim. So what's the point of all of this explanation? Well, it proves that not all murderers are "monsters." Indeed, they are truly human because they are acting on their emotions. They felt it, then they acted on it.
The reactionaries, the judges of our kin, are hardly different from the murderers themselves. All that separates the vindictive & prophets of vengeance (or, in short, the reacting judges that many of us are) is action. A murderer acted, but the prophet of violent reaction did not. One could say, "something that the innocent had that the murderer didn't have prevented the innocent from killing in the first place!" Well, consider this; many murderers have never committed a crime in their lifetimes. They're even, up to the time of the crime that is, seemingly docile and peaceful people, at least to the uninformed and untrained eye. Yet there is a trigger that makes them kill a person. Now, keep in mind, the tragedies of Columbine & Virginia Tech were not targeted towards a specific person, and thus don't support my argument, but let's steer clear of that.
So really, it is truly a human thing to react, to have passion, to feel & even act on emotion. So if someone condones (towards a murderer) something along the likes of, "castrate them, break their limbs, torture them for days, get them raped until they bleed, and then take their lives as penance", they're only acting on their innermost humanity. It's the nature of man to be monstrously gruesome, to be more attuned to barbarism & violence, to react to a situation doing pretty much anything possible, violent or not. We like to think of ourselves as reasonable, civil creatures. But we're not. We are still beasts, we are still in the harsh grasslands that our most distant ancestors toiled in to survive. We set up so many delusions & illusions in and around ourselves to think that we're above such primitive & barbaric ways, but there's no escaping the truth; we're beasts of nature. We don't think before we act, we do it the other way around. We don't use logic, we use emotion. We don't reason, we react. However, we are capable of reason, logic, and thinking. We are capable of stopping our overlaying, inherited traits of reaction & motives driven by fear. But we're nowhere near past any such laughable traits.
And that could be an evolutionary thing...
Monday, October 19, 2009
Livin' the High Life
Livin' the high life
And I'm not ready to die
For the prudent crimes
I commit at night
This is the high life
I'm not living in shame
Loving the feel of pain
All for my gain
Livin' the high life
Tonight I'm ready to kill
For my bloodthirstiness
So to satisfy
Loving the high life
I'm not hiding myself
And no containment cell
Will stop me
All for me
That's true
I've got the high life
Business to attend to
Nothing will
Nothing will stop me
Livin' the high life
Still not ready to die
I should hate myself
But I can't, oh why?
I'll take the high life
Over anything else
And bask in the blood
Of all my peers
Nothing will stop me
Livin' the the high life
Why haven't I been caught?
'Cause the bodies of those
I've killed, they rot
Dead from the high life
Can't turn it's back on me
I'm a raving lunatic killer
Nothing will stop me
All for me
That's true
I've got the high life
Business to attend to
Nothing will
Nothing will stop me
Livin' the high life
Still not ready to die
Nothing will stop me
Nothing will stop me
And I'm not ready to die
For the prudent crimes
I commit at night
This is the high life
I'm not living in shame
Loving the feel of pain
All for my gain
Livin' the high life
Tonight I'm ready to kill
For my bloodthirstiness
So to satisfy
Loving the high life
I'm not hiding myself
And no containment cell
Will stop me
All for me
That's true
I've got the high life
Business to attend to
Nothing will
Nothing will stop me
Livin' the high life
Still not ready to die
I should hate myself
But I can't, oh why?
I'll take the high life
Over anything else
And bask in the blood
Of all my peers
Nothing will stop me
Livin' the the high life
Why haven't I been caught?
'Cause the bodies of those
I've killed, they rot
Dead from the high life
Can't turn it's back on me
I'm a raving lunatic killer
Nothing will stop me
All for me
That's true
I've got the high life
Business to attend to
Nothing will
Nothing will stop me
Livin' the high life
Still not ready to die
Nothing will stop me
Nothing will stop me
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
The Stand
What makes sense when something bleeds?
That something that helps you be
A man, a mystery, a journeyman unclean
Destroyed as if it was nothing
What makes life so worth living?
There's always something striking you down
To be or not to be is not the right question
If it seems nothing is making sense
I need an answer
I demand answers!
Need an answer
Praise a lord or hold myself mercy?
I can hide
I can run for life
I can do all I can to stay my current path
But can it stand to last?
Who knows...
No one knows
WHERE ARE THE ANSWERS!?
If I can't find my way about the struggle
Mark my words I'll find the solution
Clear mind is bliss when you know the truth
If you can call it truth
If I see a light, will it be omega?
For one to know is to unfold the answer
If I see the light will things then make sense?
Or rather obliterate dignified pretense
I need an answer
I demand answers!
Need an answer
Praise a lord or hold myself mercy?
I can hide
I can run for life
I can do all I can to stay my current path
But can it stand to last?
Who knows...
I need an answer
Who knows?
I demand an answer
But who's to know?
I can hide
I can run for life
I can do all I can to stay my current path
But can it stand to last?
Who knows...
No one knows
That something that helps you be
A man, a mystery, a journeyman unclean
Destroyed as if it was nothing
What makes life so worth living?
There's always something striking you down
To be or not to be is not the right question
If it seems nothing is making sense
I need an answer
I demand answers!
Need an answer
Praise a lord or hold myself mercy?
I can hide
I can run for life
I can do all I can to stay my current path
But can it stand to last?
Who knows...
No one knows
WHERE ARE THE ANSWERS!?
If I can't find my way about the struggle
Mark my words I'll find the solution
Clear mind is bliss when you know the truth
If you can call it truth
If I see a light, will it be omega?
For one to know is to unfold the answer
If I see the light will things then make sense?
Or rather obliterate dignified pretense
I need an answer
I demand answers!
Need an answer
Praise a lord or hold myself mercy?
I can hide
I can run for life
I can do all I can to stay my current path
But can it stand to last?
Who knows...
I need an answer
Who knows?
I demand an answer
But who's to know?
I can hide
I can run for life
I can do all I can to stay my current path
But can it stand to last?
Who knows...
No one knows
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