Endless Lifeless Road


Pity.....Pity......Pity........
Hatred and Disgust
Pity......Pity....Pity.......
Hatred and Disgust
WHY??????
Drowing in morals 
Suffocating on what they think is right
Trashing all hope for humanity
Selfishly hoarding
All a matter of pride
Drawn into politics
Compulsive behavior
Pleasing people in hope
You'll get what you need
Desensitising
Sucking on the bad seed

When finding nothing else to break
The Endless Lifeless Road you will take

Gambling
One can never be too greedy
Thieving
Keeping food from the needy

When finding nothing else to break
The Endless Lifeless Road you'll take

Beatings
Leaving one strong and weak
Overflowing
Soon all pipes will leak
Killings
Making room for more corrupt
Obliviousness
Soon we'll all be fucked

WHY????


Mud


chilling your toes, being sucked down
a nice wet warmth is cuddling your arms and torso
sloshing in the bog of despair, yet not despairing
the most acrid scent is reaming your nostrils, yet
along with it comes the sweet smell of a spring 
flower garden
looking at the thick and seemingly pulsating
muck, you can sense that much has become extinct here, 
but all have gone peacefully; totally at ease 
with themselves and others.  Nothing lives through this, 
but nothing really dies either.  It's presence pervades
everything around, pacifying it...making all who enter 
their realm calm


Oneness


swallowed your brain
thieved of memory
wholly corrupt
gov't conspiracy
let them wallow
drown in self-pity
you're watching at ease
getting all the more giddy
make your own world
hold back impurities
oblivious to men
with their fancy degrees
make nothing your god
leave all up to dream
possessions rule lives
or so it would seem
get in history books
make yourself known
be the golden calf
ominous on your throne


Falsity


life is an endless bore
frequent visitors all the same
when the occasion permits i snore
the media is to blame

growing tired of the permanent smiles
watching them pass the bowl
being taunted all the while
incoherent communication their goal

tasty spirit 'most my best friend
making a complete spectacle
to me all must then tend
my behavior is soon acceptable

becoming god of attention-getting
yet reclusive in most case
all falling prey to betting
while after i lay to waste


Gone


i'm leavin', taking off
this discomfort soon
to kill me
goodbye cruel world
and all that won't ever be

never in the everlasting nothing
will you ever see me again
off into the mist i'll go
through the void right past the bend........


Out on a cold night
(now being published, possibly?)

A map to happiness which all should follow
in something which those too busy with life
and it's troubles may never look upon 
in wonder and awe
Eyes that have stared down upon us so long
it should never cause discomfort
in staring back at them
Eyes watching the beatings
Ears hearing the gunshots
The heart of the sky
feeling the hate and love
among and between us all
Guarding and guiding numerous
uneventlful lives to a place
beyond paradise yet within
our own boundaries
which we may devise


Dungeon


Put away for life, no avail for recourse
Condemning the unproven without any remorse
Thought to have killed a line of royalty
Accusers triumph now proving justice can't be

The cursing of power in their pristine lands
Destined to face death by their own hands
Never taking to mind the truthful prophesy
Partying mindlessly, dancing with glee

Plunging the knives into each and every throat
Littering the castle, reddening the moat
Never a possible feat for one man
Yet I am accused, not allowed to take stand

Trapped within the limits of perception
Coursing over a plan of deception
Keeping me locked from the light of sanity
Escape on my mind, yet they have the key

Dying so blissfully in this conquerred existance
Thrown in this dark iron hell with no chance
Taunted with breadcrumbs and feeding me rats
Begging and pleading for more through the slats

Weeks pass and these rusty bindings no longer hold
Their death wish i sense, though i must be bold
My slipping from the real, turning me fey
Soon i'll be free to see light of day

Falling limp with dead weight and glazed over eyes
They'll come to drag me out but find a suprise
I now know my only course of action
To break through in a bloody and morbid fashion
Disembowel and feed on the run
With rage razor-sharp, who needs a gun

But before long i realized my plot would soon fail
My breath did escape in one last tortured wail
Starved i met Death in his searing embrace
The deep lust-filled eyes and staring white face
Beckon to follow into fiery pits
I did nothing wrong, the crazy one admits