You call them demons that we adore You save the children that we abort You trim black wings
The color of your smell can’t be d… The invasion of flies climbing the… The maggots that feast mark your e… I bury my head in your arms Your stiffening forgiveness comfor…
I’ve seen no promised refinement in life’s relentless rock-tumbler. I know nothing of lasting peace, of harmony, of forgiveness, just further punishment for having searched for such fo...
Your a figment of my desperation A grand delusion of pure imperfect… Rightful owner of my hopeless fasc… No fix of starlight numb No fast hand favor squirt fun
I wish you hadn’t wrestled twelve gauge-dynamite-death stick in my mouth from my hands You’d have made a beautiful powder burn-black dress-sobbing mess-bride Even though without a hea...
I can’t help that I root for the… Antichrist, Bilderberg, Rothschild, New World Order I just like to watch a good plan f… I like a reminder of how weak we r…
I would swallow a bullet just to g… I would spread my memories in a pi… I don’t wanna come home and disapp… it’s clear to me now I should just disapear
Your prophecy is shots in a barrel full of obvious Your apostasy rings out of the dar… hit or miss your purse is always f… From a distance you spin Gypsy Th…
So many times I’ve failed to conquere sorrow O’ how I’ve failed to pull you from your shadow
Foreign-felon-art-hack, slick minded hard dicks that pry, and cameras that cry. Team secret, tera-bit brides, all smiles on the outside. Husbands seek red palmed terminal links, seldo...
At the end of our lives on a hill buried under fresh snow Do you think they’ll remember who they once thought that we were Hearing stories from those who wer…
Wake me when the dead rise to walk the earth So shake me because I’ll be pretending that I’m dirt Wake me when Jesus christ
* “Relax.” * —I CAN’T! — * “But this will pass.” * —When’s that?! — * “Not forever.” *
I need a new obsession because this one has died A new kind of comfort because we’ve bled this one dry A fragrant feast for dark thoughts
Hands are heavy and pockets are full the people hunger as pigs feed the bull Stomachs are empty and belts are t…