Zaned People
Well, you
can beg and plea
yes, you
can beg and plea - for the end
Give me,
please
Give me
your inside out
Give me,
please
Dissatisfaction,
a chemical imbalance
nails graze
the hands, not the feet
immediate
reaction: every glance, a new horror in willing suffocation
neck twisted/new
cadence - not missing a beat
tread water/slow
footsteps - there is no season of birth!
I am out
on a limb which is broken, hanging
abundance
of nightmares - my last words
I shall
fuck myself to death,
I shall
fuck myself to death,
I shall
fuck myself to death!
I will
choke on my own breath
so says
the wise man/blind man
Godevil/Godevil
God damn
the hand that feeds me!
I am waiting,
I have waited
ever waiting
for the end
You're sparing
me, keeping me inside
keeping
me inside, it's me inside
no room
to hide
You're sparing
me, keeping me inside
keeping
me inside, it's me inside
no room
to hide
You're sparing
me, keeping me inside
keeping
me inside, it's me inside
no room,
no room, no room, no room to hide
Open up
and stick it up, I said
pick up
on your own insides
there are
flames that melt the air
zaned people
left to dare......
Everyone
out! Every doubt ever pondered
every thought
ground to dust
I must,
I must
I must
trust the distrusted/mistrusted element of life
my eyes
have seen the light - have chosen darkness
prefer
the darkness,
find peace
in darkness... sometimes
this world
holds no image of truth,
no semblance
to those truly living
I am outside
myself/beside myself with grief
signs of
disaster, they follow me - follow me!
Self inflicted
wounds I know best
and the
rest inside, rotting, forgotten
yet I am
free
You're sparing
me, keeping me inside
keeping
me inside, it's me inside
no room
to hide
You're sparing
me, keeping me inside
keeping
me inside, it's me inside
no room
to hide
You're sparing
me, keeping me inside
keeping
me inside, it's me inside
no room,
no room, no room, no room to hide
Give me,
give me please
Give me
please your inside out, inside
Give me,
give me please
Give me
please your inside out, inside, inside
I mend,
I bend shattered fragments
the dream
has not stopped
has not
stopped, will not stop
stop, stop!
The child
is awake, pushed from the womb
warm welcome,
medicinal freedom, false entrance
doors blocked,
bolted
molten
figures of the dead
I have buried
the child
long forgotten
this grave memory
in solemn
sentence, the end must end
And so the
world is flat, retracted
fractured
to the eyes of thieves
or those
who believe
I am sacred,
I am crowned,
I am bound
by the robes of freedom
I bequeath
the dream to those who still feel it, feel it, feel it!
And God's
eye is as one with Satan's
in the
twinkling of an eye, the dream is born
dreams
carry death in blood stream awareness
fear not,
for death is but a dream