Sunbeams and CobwebsSunbeams and CobwebsSunbeams and Cobwebs
We are the jilted sunbeams, We never stopped to learn our names, We smiled upon the platitudinal martyr's open-hearted Put downs, never did we claim to be ashamed,
And as the sun goes down we kiss the ground,
A playtime sacrifice of daydreams found in little pieces....
We played sonatas in a vain disguise, The feral instinct to anaethnatise the paralysed, vain hearted boys and stumble round in deafness hitting keys to pacify the mighty, mighty hearted bugle ....
And as the sun goes down we kiss the ground, &
Wasting4 o'clock, of course it isn't time stop just yet, I'm not goingnowhere, just gonna rot in this chair, Grey and stale, broken, having never done a thing today, A caffine dissapointment and I can't sleep,Wasting
Dreaming of the things I'd hate to like to be, And things I'd to be, 'Cos inbetween the line's defined desire;
A simple impetus to get me out of bed.
Our Jaded MasqueradeUnplug the simulator, Let all the freedom rise to heaven, We might not make it back home, But now at least we'll know,Our Jaded Masquerade
And in the kingdom of desire, I can't believe you still surprised my fear, Our jaded masquerade has never been so clear,
I can't believe we dimmed the light so low, A silhouette of tame regret in April snow...
Can I be redemption's martyr? A petrol can and I can burn it right, The nicotine fingers pray a penance in the candlelight,
Underneath the IntimacyIntro ( spoken, not sung ) We laughed a nervous dream, and held hands in a desolate affection, Just to make believe and smile calmly; it's all we wanted, yet desire wanted so much more, Emancipation doesn't love us, if we sit around and long for better days, While chewing up the impulse of a chemical obsession. We live and yet we wish to relive, and regret the times we didn't.Underneath the Intimacy
Chorus Underneath the intimacy, I sold you, did you sell me, It should have been one of those Kodak moments, Pull the angels from the fire, Will they grow cold? Regrets conspire
Awakening Nimbuselectric cold morning seducing the sunAwakening Nimbus
ember bright sable nesting in negative
vernal rouge allure sweeping the sky
crisply swept cirrus playing at perfect
deistic tall stature imbibing in effluence
afterbirth forged refuse miming the maker
Falling from GraceFalling...Falling from Grace
The days are short, and the hours long
I waited for you in my dusky office
Sucking languidly on my cigarette
Feeling the black death swirling, ripening in my lungs
Giving me a certain satisfaction
That I am in control of my life
Propaganda"Propaganda"Propaganda
Where were you When the bombs dropped like massive Inbred shit deposits from a tainted sky Earthward... twisting Gyrating with sex-stained epiphany To scorch the ground and earthworms Feeding on a broken corpse?
Where were you When the Godless thunder rolled across Horizoned revelry, with it's lightning Arcing... spider-webbing Like purple veins of pure chaos Across the flesh of a shattered heaven To bleed tiny droplets in the sand?
Where are the lies you insinuate The very anarchy you propagate
Write Block2- DefNessDefNess Marvin AlexisWrite Block2- DefNess
I flick impeccable spectacles, eclectic mind-speckling illegibles captured by a penciled edible thought of insurmountable philosophical potential. Words leaping from lips blessing coastal easts and wests Splitting seas like Moses expressing nothing less than vocab inducing clutched chests and blessing souls as they rest.
( ~Ezekiel-Zelias-Chaos )
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What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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I am an escapee from the Quadrophrenic ward
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