Stop knocking at heavens door
It only goes to show
How slow, quaint and certain
Severe even, might I add
Encouraging your full and serene
Reposed even, cooperation (freedom kept at mind)
Your demise assured, at bay it washes
Come to shore young lion
The task is done, the feat complete
In this prison I lay
The door never was
Instead a window, seductively wide open
A torment for a choice presents itself
Death by embrace, a strip of rocks and sea
The heights always made me tremble
Forced by shame I hide, out of trouble (good boy, now sit)
Facing the Wall, backs turned to another
My world is a word, a wall that never was
When bored my mind would crawl (slipping, sipping madness)
Agile and swift, deceive when I could not be
Free as I will never be
Such and such happened
Within reach
a Flash of light
Binding as only greedy passions might
Bestow upon the smitten youth your bitterness
Oh corpses under; undead of old, envious and crude
wise; truth be told, vicious and left senile by then
An experiment of life
Applaud instead the flux, the cycle, the blood to be filled
Unto, bye, laid, delicious prole
We are but livestock and cannibals (both, glorious infinity)
Rubber to chew (marvelous stew) my nerves away
Yet another day to fall prey to another me
Pray they shant fatten you up first little piggy
Alas, unto the school of pigs I shant go
They rub your particulars with butter
And stare at you funny as you roast
Scarlet red, wounded and blushed (sin a-like)
The consumption shant take long
For now a much required final constitution
Parades itself
fancies Itself an infectious disease
and This is
my friend oh my friend
the end
of history
as we know it (as only victors show it)
an end to another story
and death
will plague the wall
forward, rotate the room as we speak
To justify the myth
Convert believe into action
One can only beg an honest man
For if he exists
Then by all means stone me
Set HE, this fantastic creature
of righteousness to a fault
Throw by ways of condemning
An insult by act of injury
Let there be justified by common sense
said man, ladies and pigs among the crowd
is no more, corrupted, misled by peer pressure
for I am what I am, an honest man to begin with.
An innocent man
A dead man, alas facing the sunlight
As if it were my very last time
I did not ask to be born
Nor I regret being a sinful mistake
Yet you asked me what I wanted
I want to be killed by an equal
The missing link of sorts between you and I
The honest man that would not lose his shine
Once my neck was broken
My flesh burned or bruised
My tongue cut off, my eyes punctured
Let brothers witness, horror condensed in delight
It just might seem hollow
To exploit greatness, admire difference
In disdain, oh the existential crisis preceding the pain
For the sake of green admiration
Dare I admit full blown inspiration
And should us part tomorrow
(Alas neither days match! They do NOT MATCH)
I have all but said my good-byes
To the totem of my worthless affections
A symbol of my worldly possessions
Hallow and simple, were they to be at hand
I write for both my loathing
As an exchange of value per trade
As for glory, in my taint of those hands
Whose I trusted to keep my save
The only memories I came to cherish
Were at least warm.
It only goes to show
How slow, quaint and certain
Severe even, might I add
Encouraging your full and serene
Reposed even, cooperation (freedom kept at mind)
Your demise assured, at bay it washes
Come to shore young lion
The task is done, the feat complete
In this prison I lay
The door never was
Instead a window, seductively wide open
A torment for a choice presents itself
Death by embrace, a strip of rocks and sea
The heights always made me tremble
Forced by shame I hide, out of trouble (good boy, now sit)
Facing the Wall, backs turned to another
My world is a word, a wall that never was
When bored my mind would crawl (slipping, sipping madness)
Agile and swift, deceive when I could not be
Free as I will never be
Such and such happened
Within reach
a Flash of light
Binding as only greedy passions might
Bestow upon the smitten youth your bitterness
Oh corpses under; undead of old, envious and crude
wise; truth be told, vicious and left senile by then
An experiment of life
Applaud instead the flux, the cycle, the blood to be filled
Unto, bye, laid, delicious prole
We are but livestock and cannibals (both, glorious infinity)
Rubber to chew (marvelous stew) my nerves away
Yet another day to fall prey to another me
Pray they shant fatten you up first little piggy
Alas, unto the school of pigs I shant go
They rub your particulars with butter
And stare at you funny as you roast
Scarlet red, wounded and blushed (sin a-like)
The consumption shant take long
For now a much required final constitution
Parades itself
fancies Itself an infectious disease
and This is
my friend oh my friend
the end
of history
as we know it (as only victors show it)
an end to another story
and death
will plague the wall
forward, rotate the room as we speak
To justify the myth
Convert believe into action
One can only beg an honest man
For if he exists
Then by all means stone me
Set HE, this fantastic creature
of righteousness to a fault
Throw by ways of condemning
An insult by act of injury
Let there be justified by common sense
said man, ladies and pigs among the crowd
is no more, corrupted, misled by peer pressure
for I am what I am, an honest man to begin with.
An innocent man
A dead man, alas facing the sunlight
As if it were my very last time
I did not ask to be born
Nor I regret being a sinful mistake
Yet you asked me what I wanted
I want to be killed by an equal
The missing link of sorts between you and I
The honest man that would not lose his shine
Once my neck was broken
My flesh burned or bruised
My tongue cut off, my eyes punctured
Let brothers witness, horror condensed in delight
It just might seem hollow
To exploit greatness, admire difference
In disdain, oh the existential crisis preceding the pain
For the sake of green admiration
Dare I admit full blown inspiration
And should us part tomorrow
(Alas neither days match! They do NOT MATCH)
I have all but said my good-byes
To the totem of my worthless affections
A symbol of my worldly possessions
Hallow and simple, were they to be at hand
I write for both my loathing
As an exchange of value per trade
As for glory, in my taint of those hands
Whose I trusted to keep my save
The only memories I came to cherish
Were at least warm.
