Quitting Quagmire

Locked in the Darkest closet
Locked from the inside
Yellow headed golden bird
Yellow from hidden truth

The sky turns pale as a corpse
Heading to another blank setting
Quitting my quagmire at the end of my mine
Mysterious demons lower their headsInto flames…

Locked in This Unkindness

So much I wanna do
So much I wanna see
So much I can’t explain
So much I wanna be
Locked in this unkindness
Scorned inside your flock
When I cry for mercy
I’m just another to mock

So calm I wanna sleep
So calm I wanna cry
So calm I can’t believe
So calm I wanna die
Locked in this unkindness
Waiting on the clock
When I cry for mercy
I’m just another to mock

So clear I wanna reach
So clear I wanna take
So clear I can’t blink
So clear I wanna break
Locked in this unkindness
Swimming ’round the dock
When I cry for mercy
I’m just another to mock

Belie

Their laughter belied their outward grief
Not like they had anything I need
Extra credit for destroying self respect
Now the kids are packin’ guns what do they expect

Tank treads or just rolling thunder
It’s all the same to those who are six feet under
Wasted youth or perhaps neglected missionaires
As long as we produce your wars uselessly

Should I do so, I should belie my thoughts
If I say its purpose serves a greater need, maybe I won’t get caught

Chained

You keep me bound to the floor
And you let me move
You scream at me like I’ve done something wrong
And your words will never soothe

These shackles are getting too heavy
But my arms I still hold up
And I’ll be that thorn in your side
Until the day you give up

My last hope to get away from you
My last chance to be free
And I’d gladly chew through my wrists
To get these chains off of me

But freedom for me is a long lost dream
A dream that has now been drained
Because I have expected this reality
To you I’ll always be chained

Desires Turn To Allergies

You’re so aberrant
You love earth the way it is; a shit pile
And your predilection is
To take off your coat off and stay awhile

There’s no room in hell
You’re soon to live your worst private fear
They’ll walk the streets
But the damned are already here

Kismet goes out the window
when the screaming turns into a susurration
They’re still looking to you
You’re king of the world’s largest damnation

You wheedled your way here
Now you’re a loud, obnoxious follower
Your desires turn to allergies
And the chaos climaxes to a plethora of disorder

Jesus Saves

Spring finally broke through, and what did you do?
Stayed inside because the rumors were true
Apocalypse arriving, with everyone denying
Kingdom has come with demons multiplying

Unlike those guys with agony in their eyes
You’re here because you saw through the lies
You’ll never leave because you were never deceived
You were the only one who saw the lie in believe

You couldn’t believe you saw all the believers fall
The only good Gods are dead Gods but God isn’t God at all
The arcane was this, something most have easily dismissed
Believing good is accepting evil and holding hands with its fist

Their eyes were frozen while yours were wide open
Picking the clues from the lies in the book they were sold in
When their future path crashed and became their past
Thats when you found out Jesus saves (the worst for last)

The Last Kiss On Earth (Saint Valentine’s Day Apocalypse II)

We look into each others eyes
You’re the only thing I’ll miss
As our world slowly dies
We’ll share this last kiss

I have no idea what I can do
About the quivering of your lips
Or the fear inside of you
During our love’s apocalypse

We didn’t have the chance to grow old
When this world’s lost in its own greed
But the story was always told
With love being our only need

Its true, you know, my greatest wish
You were my last and greatest Valentine
My last promise to you is this
Somehow, through it all, my love for you cannot die

Loveless, Weightless, Breathless

A vixen, my mistress, a leader, my temptress
Wandering on ever so loveless
A woman, so thorough, a desperate, young girl
Growing up in this cult we call our world
Still looking, not finding, a cause of, her binding
Lost in hallucinations of deceit and lying
She searches, and she roams, she’s looking, for her home
But the only thing found is that she finds herself alone
She gives up, she gives in, still loveless, and again
This long road she searched leads to another dead end
She’s drawing, a warm bath, this will be, this girl’s last
Slowly she floats staring at nothing, weightless
The blade cuts, her life drips, water’s red, ’round her hips
She moves her hair leaving a drop of blood on her lips
She’s alone, so loveless, she’s floating, so weightless
And her vision clouds over leaving her breathless

If God Was Real

If God was real
He’d send you a sign
A sign you’d find at the end of time
But God’s not real
He was just a lie
A lie you hide in the back of your mind

Cry if you will
You are in the dark
A dark so sharp that’ll tear you apart
And cry you will
Right out of your heart
Your heart departs back way before the start

Your God is gone
Now ain’t that a trip
A trip that rips right clean out of your grip
Is your God gone?
Heard it from your lips
Those lips that spit such blasphemous bullshit

Is your God dead
Or is it a fake
A fake to make your entire earth quake
Your God is dead
So now save some face
A face disgraced from your very own faith

Weather Vane (No Control)

Induldge
Control
Articulate
Control
Rationalize
Stop Crying
Control Yourself
Control

Organize
Control
Fantasies
Controlled
Relinquish
Give up
Control Yourself
Control

Listening
Control
Fathoming
Control
Comprehend
Apprehend
Control Yourself
Control

Misplacing
Control
Losing
Control
Losing
Losing
Losing Myself
Control

Resolve
Control
Dictate
Control
Persuade
Give in
Control Yourself
Control

Notable
Control
Refrain
Control
Incredible
Unbelieveable
Control Yourself
Control

Preview
Control
Hereditary
Control
Engage
Withdraw
Control Yourself
Control

Elaborate
Control
Losing
Control
Losing
Losing
Losing Myself
Control

Design
Control
Dilute
Control
Vandalize
Stop Bleeding
Control Yourself
Control

Hopefullness
Control
Plagarism
Control
Syndrome
Hand-Me-Down
Control Yourself
Control

Panicing
Control
New Problem
Control
Frantic
Lunacy
Damn this Control
Control

Mourning
Control
Losing
Control
Losing
Losing
Losing Myself
Control

The weather vane has been a bit off lately and I’m losing all practical means of keeping myself inline