Hard to hurt someone, stomach empty of cravings Still all these thoughts pennies to the envies of dragons In this land of many men, how many made to sin? Hard to go deep, when you still quake at the skin So we bathe in this den of thieves, make seas of the aching streams Patrons of patrony, Purchase worlds of make belief, walking from a to z expect deities to spell it out, well wait and see Still fighting and loving eachother as happen stances Look for applauds of saints, just clapping asses Wrong questions, where demanding answers For these beautiful visions, we put tacks in the canvas In this face of danger, laughing in madnesss Sleep the cousin of death, these grins the twins of sadness Budding heads, oh dear, these cracks in these antlers Still it hurts, to turn their backs on atlantis

Counting piggies on your tippy toes In a world amidst the wolves trigger fingers itch to blow Would never let you go, Make you invincible, even if you never spoiled Helped you into this world as a bitter soul But you my sweet heart, to heat you up, my hands would Sift the coals, I'd never let you go If another gesture I owed, I'd jester for court Burn the midnight's oil, study creatures beneath the bed Reach in the abyss, snarls of teeth that drip Be the ward if it see's me gourged on or turned to stone See eye to eye with gorgons and perfect storms It'd be my ashes in the urn atoned For it's this world that I honed of merciless bones Into this design, I stare in the dark Looking for the stairs that you can climb to the clear above No matter what I do or say Trying not to lose the way of promise for you Baby I love you Just trying to keep you strong Eye's open for the good day, the good day Keep the darkening thoughts away The shadow from your face Keep it at bay, even if I seap away At least until you see the way Keep it at bay, Keep it at bay Read you supposed open books, never let you get a read on me Asking Mommy if "Daddy would ever see or love me?" Uneasy is the beast's tummy From adored to abhorrent, growing creases ugly In the living room, gargoyle with his hard shell Sucked the air out the room, you needed to flee from me Lost his big heart, his heart swelled From awe filled to awful, you ceased to love me Resented me for everything I represented Never their, no gifts to bare, just left your presence Among mice and men, fixated on weasels Weaved an ugly world, left you with pins and needles No role model, just cold, moldy bottles Old and hollowed, pops with his soul swollowed Into this design, I stare in the dark Looking as you climb to the clear above Keep the darkening thoughts away The shadow from your face Keep it at bay, even if i seap away at least until you see the way Keep it at bay, even if i seap away at least until you see the way

Living off loaned time, the clock ticks some more In the winner circle like boxer the horse Pushing the cart, can't see where any of this shit goes Sold pipe dreams, machinery that spits then chews Neck tight like the neck tie's the rope Trying to cope, disguising the trope Another bale on the camel back, race another leg Boss riding the jet, you stuck with the lag Can play with words, but poets don't don the dollars Mince them, the saying ain't starving con artists Some dwindle, others play with the farm's harvest Swindlers got those to buy the farm in their pockets Sold dreams to get swept under the carpet Ornery fleas for whom money's the object Survival of who fits the best Wide smiles, no coups where the chickens rest And it ain't eggs they counting, it's hens Luxury resorts, namaste and mountain zen Mr. Burns, got hounds by the button Put you in the ground if there's something Buying their shit and you're bloated Only so many ways they can sugar coat it Duly noted with unruly refutes Pry from the coop mobilizing some troops Can play this game, but you need the heart Type to let another's squeeze to a stop Spark the controversy, this ain't the art of mercy Just play your part, get your own flock of the sheep One's that have to suck the rocks through their teeth Might be garbage but you're the top of the heap And fuck it, it ain't nothing to me Body parts in the machine, just need more stucco or grease Another bird going coocoo, money train choo choo!

I felt something on my first breath Sucked in my body, probably what made me cry This thing that breathed in, merciless, what also made the sky What made the bird lift and take to flight What made the sinking feeling, what made it fleeting What remained the same through the changing seasons What causes kids to play in the deep end Same thing that make them prey on the weakened Throw stones to see waves or bleeding wings Sad songs of beasts that sing, the meek that sling Gotta rest the head in the evening Staring at the ceiling, can't shake the feeling Another birthday, another forbidden cake Keeping the tip-toeing as time's slipping away Had this feeling that apparently wasn't in others So I buried it, weary of awkward discussions Fear of being the grub of vultures or buzzards Wasn't above us, to throw rocks at mock birds Least the ones that sing what we hide One's that might be in the right but left to die Throw them down, kicking till the tears crept from the eyes Till they conceeded and got in on our lie Lessons of the blind, trying to churn the hollowness Birds to fall from the nest, learned to swallow it Earned my feathers with burned edges The search of the better on this earth of the treachourous Herds of mischief, walking birds too full of shit to fly Codes we live and die by a curse that never lifts All it takes is moments to feel what's lonesome To be a lost soul in the chilling ocean Perhaps why the eyes peeled open Comparing tears to what could fill whole lands The great mystery, hiding within the depths of sea What leads tyrants back to this bitter beach More violent, as the silence festers beneath Errands of liars, denying the itch that screams, Hidden pleas, pinings of the home sick Of a forgotten place, under the droning ticks Maybe the place, I can atone and forgive Lie a little less, as I close to the edge Dipping my toes with my woes and regrets Lie a little less, can't choose what I did In a child's dreams as old as the dead Where the soul left the gold deep below in the crypt As above so below, let it grow from the shit Lie a little less, let it go and forgive From my shoulders, they ripped Have to let them go and forgive

All living to be a thing of one note Bullets scurrying to leave gun smoke Never mind the fabled creature we've slain We're both gone to bleed through the clay, back into the ether we came Growing weak like days, the flea that bites the rag The tree that didn't see that light of day Those who's only right of way's the fast lane Other's walk, to see the light when the crash came Some use malice to get bread, it's how they're bred Cold and callous, the mouth that's fed The warm and soft, buttered up for salvation Those with the crumbs sheltered in the alley waning Different animals in death's valley waiting Grudges that we failed to forget as we sail to the edge Barely hanging on trying to find what I failed to put my finger on As swans sing the song Living one love, living one life Counting down our days till when the swan cries Wishing we could make it great Hoping we don't fade to gray Living one love, living one life Counting down our days till when the swan cries Last smile that made my face On my last day, my last day, my last day Ring around the rosies, pocket full of posies Making symphonies from these tragedies Sympathies we live and breathe, companies of misery Low and high notes, fit to squeeze in this master piece Saying it's what is as the song play Looking for the right path, taking shit the wrong way All the while the orchestra drones in our ears Fuss over this smorgasbord of hopes and despair Listen close for what's mediocore or rare Which dying shrieks are closer to the source that we share Before they're no more among these notes in the air Song playing, longer than the sorcerors hair A whole life to give in at end Thinking what gives? what's the difference then? Between me and you, about a rock and a hard place Looking passed eachother as the song plays Living one love, living one life Counting down our days till when the swan cries Wishing we could make it great Hoping we don't fade to gray Living one love, living one life Counting down our days till when the swan cries Last smile that made my face On my last day, my last day, my last day

When you got nothing to build, you conquer Got nothing real you launder, rob and steal for commerce, Took this wild world, made a garden Planted my evil roots, now i charge rent Paved over the chaos, high spires for eyries Turned angels, into bite sized fairies Rats to race the maze my design of prosperity Ready to pluck for my clucking wide eyed inheritees Bloody roosts for my heirs to feed A demented high life on it's twilight assuredly Still it's promise is a golden ticket When it's sharks and piranhas as your only witness Dispose of you and your loved ones under the thorny thickets - Saviors to mock the trelices, what's grown disfigured Turned nature into organized crime Waiting for our flowers as we're doing our time Ain't nothing quite like having your hands in the dirt Life what you make of it, what it makes of you Ain't nothing quite like having your hands in the dirt Life what you make of it, what it makes of you These pointy obelisks, artifices of progress To pierce the skies, to reach god's ribs Giving his flowers to the cold, roots to the victims Feuds of this blue centrifuge spinning red hues of inklings Students digging graves of teachers, using their wisdom Don't mean shit to a tree, and that fruit is glistening Human misery thinly veiled by euphamisms Wheels within wheels with loosening linchpins Crucifixions for truth spitting on ugly heads They didn't say skull duggeries dead Don't mean shit to a kid, who scrapes by with hunger aches For knowledge, for power, the belly that undulates Midlife crisis before they come of age And it don't mean shit to me, if that kid tries shit with me Try to take shit from me, get put under a grave In the god we trust, that we made Ain't nothing quite like having your hands in the dirt Life what you make of it, what it makes of you Ain't nothing quite like having your hands in the dirt Life what you make of it, what it makes of you Synthetic love to bury our trauma under the rage Street lights, staving off shadows under it's gaze It's never dark, it's never dark, it hums it's rays In the god we trust, that we made Cut the overgrowth, nipped buds for grape vines It's blood that made the wine, but it tastes divine Don't give a fuck, give a fuck, if when i'm gone it decays In the god we trust, that we made

I don't fuck with you Just got some trust issues No love to split just split, just kick some rocks I don't fuck with you I don't fuck with you Just got some trust issues No love to split just split, just kick some rocks I don't fuck with you I don't fuck with you I don't fuck with you I don't fuck with you I don't fuck with you Try letting you into this circle, But you cutting for a pie slice Looking all eyes wide till the light's bright, Then you a usurper Or you the bitch that's just following, swallowing Saliva dribbling down your hollow frame Dinner bells ringing they calling your name Balling, you follow the ball that they fling Hopefuls of pyramid schemes, More like triangles How this shit look on the paper is stupid, But they try painful The paint dries the same slow, Same shit different face Talking that shit and then plea, Their language is billingual Try to save face or their other one No grace left, but can't stop the song Judge wisely, as if nothing surprise me Pigs slinging mud on the ivory And then singing all piously Hand on a book and their eyes on a feast Fingers is sticky, feet is slippery In this land of milk and honey, miserably I don't fuck with you Just got some trust issues No love to split just split, just kick some rocks I don't fuck with you I don't fuck with you Just got some trust issues No love to split just split, just kick some rocks I don't fuck with you I don't fuck with you I don't fuck with you I don't fuck with you I don't fuck with you

M: Kid what where you thinking about? C: I was thinking of heaven M: Oh, head in the clouds to be miserable things on the ground M: This earth is enough, what are you weary of, so little experience C: Most prefer it to here M: Would they take the ticket there and then? M: This heaven created by god, as he created this earth M: Only thing certains the evils lurking here are up there for sure M: For sure, those perpetrators of foul things M: No reason that up there with them angels that they won't defile again M: The dead don't reap justice, these the seeds that god gives M: Wouldn't you like to see brothers brought to death if they fucked with you? M: Touch what you loved and squashed it, then scoffed at your losses C: But it's forbidden M: not as much as you thought kid M: Just a matter of not getting caught, do sinister, call it progress M: To not get locked up, don't take prisoner or hostage M: These ministers garbage, have you digging through troughs of pigs, M: Then come, break your legs and fingers sending for more offers M: God, best to not think of him, (oh hell) M: He denied your justice, represent, (yourself) M: If your hatred's passive, they won't regret a thing M: Then you'll be fucked with, indefinately, must cast death, sever limbs M: To end such quandaries, it's the honour of thieves M: What this civilization's based on, it's law and decree M: Run by the cunning and powerful, the victorious M: Don't you want that glory kid? C: Why yes! M: Let's go ahead M: If you close your fists, you'll be closer to death M: Even if you come out on top, can only rule over who live M: This the path to wealth and palaces, know what i mean? C: Yes, but i want get it by other means... M: Then you'll get jack shit, get jacked quick, maybe cracked ribs M: Other's fleeting sadness after you passed with your chastity to this mad bliss M: To have glory, you need victory, for victory, you need war M: Those to submit to defeat, litter the streets, bleed for your cause M: Embrace this grandeur, for what's worth to slander M: Be mean to make ends, story older then amber M: For you it's more on your plate, yet hungrier eyes M: No silver spoons, so you must bloody your knives M: Now, your bones are young, to survive, you must be cunning and conniving M: Ready for stunning violence, send brothers running and hiding M: Let em pry inside your business, from your cold fingers they pry rings M: Heavy's the head under the crown, bloodied by nice kings M: To rule this kingdom of heaven, you learn here it's upheavil M: To rule over your brothers, maybe then, maybe then you can Do as much good as you did them evil...

Sit on the stool, black birds stop following me to congregate Looking from the window ceil, light getting dimmer still as the summer ray Floors, dishes, cabinets more crinkly as I wisp away Wishes I never sent away, left as the winter wakes Retrogade into long night, renegade gone as the flight of flocks Birds that left this small puddle, with the ripples to hit the side and stop Forever and now merging, surging into a forgotten tommorow Catacombs, scattered thoughts, lurking in the loft of oroborough Borrowed bones that I mistook for my own Rigid designs followed whether rook or pawn Severed the mind to dip into the great beyond Only to find I slipped too far and the dream's fangs and thorns Tried to make it home, but scurried back into another mortal coil Anchoring within a vagrant, grow back from the earthly soil Chills of eternity elusive serpentine slithering for a lost soul Try to write a worthy story, but this purgatory like coiled carpals Once again Time froze, glimpsed the forever, alone with my terror Had my choice to stay, no one close to atone to for my error Eye's reflecting the mirror, then I awoke as a king awakened mad Panes of glass molded with metals foraged from anguished hands Slaves entranced by my shattered dreams, so forged this reflection That I now stare into, ravenous fiend, gorging on pretentions Oh to be godly, to be godly, pave this dirt with streets Lord have mercy on me, one obscured to be perfect as me Clergy worthy of my needs, light my candles, sing my chorus Walk the aisles, suck my vile, pandhandle to the poorest Mantle the dead forge my decree on the anvil soaked in red Re-animate saints, gnot brambles to heads, unravel their opuses Put gavel to the locusts, hide the last jewels in the lowest crypts My belly within a belly, my castle in this abode of dead Inferno, abyss, eye for an eye, toe to toe with death When it rains, it pours then drips, then all of it goes afresh All the while it's over our heads, supposedly, so it is

Tried to unveil the truth, but to no avail I lie Sands of time, telling jokes as a sailor dies Looking at waves rippling, what ails these tides? Whistling winds telling tales of the wise Failed but i tried, to bite that apple of my eye Live a life inside the castle in the sky Mind bird's eye view, trying to disperse my ruse What architects of god erect, babel on my mind A sharp teethed beast, world it's fractal design Universe of mirrors, which we're shackled and confined Had a loaded gun, taking steps in the dark Nowhere left to go or run, soaking in this pit corrupt Tried to make a scepter from this stick in the mud When you're disconnected, grand gestures are never enough Grandiosity of self animosity Washed on this shoreline, another dream lost to the sea Watch these marks on this beach, carved by my feet Swept away as I'm staring off to this odyssey Where each other meets, trying to find The deeper heart that beats, waves tremolo Wondering what god that be, that would've paved this bevel Got my toes wet, in a fortress made by shovel But it rears it's old head, hairs gray and dwindle Proposition to be spirits in death or ghosts that live

Calm amidst the storm, Out of body dimly peeping this disfigured form Slipped in the endless pond under the stepping stones Reflection gone, more as I live below And the pebbles thrown, and the ripples flow Looking jaded at the depths that woe The owl's curious eye watches but never knows Hearing muffled screams, drowning evermore Hollow like the iron maiden, or brazen bull Calibers screaming for anguish, not paid in full Submerging the sanctum, my way to love Creating these worlds of paintings by fraying brush Tried to prey on god, be satan's judge But now it's just echoes in this brazen dark Of an empty world, my glade in the woods Forest I made unknown, my way to cope Lost in the throng of echoes, hearing this song play Cacophony of lost words, that take me the wrong way Lost in the throng of echoes, hearing this song play When bygones ain't bygones, weathered statues Dark ink embedded like tattoos under the skin Organs stitched together by black goo Rationalize past wounds, nummed within Trying to shine with no light, just casting shade Feel with no hands through the blackened maze Tried saying I loved you, had none to give Watching these waters from under this bridge Drop blood before tears, but can't stop the wet In time stuck in snare of my largest wit Lost in the flare as the arsonist Hardened flesh, walls for these hearts that wept It ain't the words you say, but the way you feel them Lesson learned too late, but not too late to heal from Deep down, I know you're there Just have to let my roots grow, and show I'm here Lost in the throng of echoes, hearing this song play Cacophony of lost words, that take me the wrong way Lost in the throng of echoes, hearing this song play

What's the ultimate price, when life is cheap? Worth measured by crooked rulers, greed to the nth degree Weak stomachs, but their eyeing feasts Rest are fed the poison, others the Ivy League Can't deny it all meets somewhere, but where might it be? In this land of plenty with the scythe that bleeds These memory lanes, icy streets to bite the feet Souls to tread lightly, as your enemy might be me Another martyr carried down the street for burial Parades of grief, celebrate their peace from this weary world Didn't care at all to be the fairest of them all Were just fair, help us find our way amdist the terrible Mirrored our heavy hearts, helped carry our souls When our worlds shattered, when the tears would fall Open arms, found something worthwhile in it all At times, one can feel their warm smile in the coals Walked the thin line, to get it through our thick skulls Met their endings by stakes, shanks, pistols Challenged the individuals Nations of lonely souls, rules buried their principles Swearing allegiance for their own fill of a living hell Wealthy to pick and choose who's criminal, Who lofts in brothels, sodomizes in prison cells Lost from love all the same, we've ridden our help Bite your tongue or they cut it out, but few persist Some say the martyr's dumb, some say they know the ledge Out of our scope, they get shot, we woe, they forgive Even if for a blink, they show us our wings We can all touch the sky, but how high? Consequences reverberating throughout this night When their light fades, I hope they find their anthem Heaven they deserve, beyond the one that I can fathom