Monday, December 30, 2002

When I remember I hate myself
It all comes spinning back
The lost times
My lost life
And all the problems
It all comes spinning back
And it's all my fault

Tuesday, December 17, 2002

And things....

Wednesday, December 11, 2002

I hate school. I'm just not very good at it.

Sunday, December 08, 2002

Now. Self-Destruction? Could It Be Self Improvement....

As the colors combined
They burst into fire
Up off the page
The heat blazes
And the colors all fade away
The swirling colors
Burst into fire
Consuming the artists soul
Devouring his human form
Leaving nothing but a smoldering corpse
Fate Against Will- by: the damned

He will wait until
His foot slide under the storm drain
He can hear the man beneath him
Taunting him
Pushing him on
He will wait
Until he can fit under the storm drain
Until he flows away
Along with the overflow
The sludge, and the leaves
He can follow the car oil
As it makes it's way in the ecosystem
And he will join the man
Beneath him
Hiding below
He can wait
Until his foot slides under the storm drain
And he can wait
For his head to follow
With the rain
With the rain
With the rain
He will wait until
The storm drain takes him in
With the rain
Pro-crastination- by: the damned

I can watch the time pass
I can feel the things I miss
I can understand the repercussions
I can do nothing about it

It is an ability
To not do something
To realize it may be fatal
To see that it is not good

I can watch the clock move
I can watch the calender roll over
I can walk all the way down
I can hit bottom
Knife Draws Blood, Blood Is Life- by: the damned

Critical decision time
Choose life or death
Or wait for both to make full circle
For the knife to sprout life
For the child to devour
What's left of this wreck
Welcome the plague inside your chest
Hope it brings love and the best
Cry when it's too late for all the rest
Enjoy your best moments before death
We are only blood and flesh
And living tissue that gives us breath
That also harvests viruses that kill with ease
Adn harmful bacteria that bring bodies to their knees
Then to the ground
To rot with all the rest
As the soul sinks deeper into the damned depths
Look into the light
As it blinds you, and all is completely dark
Listen for a sign
Until you head falls off
Rolls to the corner
And becomes a rats nest
The mind is a toilet
For things so nice
And a library
For all things unkind
They hide until the moment is right
Then jump out with hand holding knife
The knife draws blood
Adn blood is life
Close this full circle
Adn wait for the child to devour
Whats left of this awful wreck
Surreal World- by: the damned

Holding my hand as we float in the air
Our eyes see each other
Suspended in a surrealistic world
Grasping onto what's not there
Roll through the clouds
Precipitation forming on your eyes
Are they tears or water?
Are you happy, do you love me?
Sad? Fearing the worst?
If I hold you close
Will you draw near?
Love me, as much as I love you
Let us fly
Fly into the sun
Our hearts will burn
Set aflame
Hold my hand as we soar the skies
Suspended in this surrealistic world
Grasping onto what's not there
Let us fly into the sun
The Killing Moon- by: the damned

The moon has come crashing down
It has landed on my head
Millions of pounds of pressure
Exerted upon my body
My bones shattered
Turned to dust
Blood is filling my eyes
From holding back the giant orb
My muscles are shredding
My skin is burning and tearing
God knows I can't make it much longer
God knows i've lost it this time
I know there is no god
And thus all my fault
My heart has beat it's last
My soul is vanishing
When I have perished
Into only ash and dust
And my memory is long gone
Remember me
Remember that I love you
Remember
In the pitch black nights
Since the moon is no more
Look to where it once was
Remember me
And the good things about me
Before the moon landed on my head

Thursday, December 05, 2002

Crumbling/Repairing And...

There's blood
Dripping out of my ears
There's life
Running down my chin
But I don't give a shit
And I don't care what happens next

There's tears
Forming in my eyes
There's love
Building up inside
And I just want to be with her
And I want to run away

Forever, into the sun!
Fly my darling fly
Reach the flames that touch the stars
Into the burning sun!
Take my hand
I'll lead the way
Forever into the sun
Never to return

Thursday, November 28, 2002

Cursed Am I And My Wants And Dreams- by: the damned

I want to lie in bed
Ride mopeds
And be loved for the rest of my life

I want to relax
Take naps
Understand what life means

I want to run away
To anisolated place
And be near no one sometimes

I want problems to disappear
I want to no longer live in fear
And be loved for the rest of my life

I want everyone to think only good things of me
I want people to believe in my dreams
I want my reputation to be forgotten
I want to walk the streets and be free
Behind My Face, To My Back, There The World Speaks- by: the damned

I am very confused
In others eye's, what I see,
Is not what I imagined

I try to live day by day
And not worry so much
But lately it seems
That others worry for me
But don't tell me what they think

The world in which I live
Is a lonely one
Others won't talk to me
It's just the passing by
And the disappointed sigh
And a crack in my heart and dreams

Where is the place
Where I can openly relate
With people I see every day
And how can I show
That I want them to know
Without exposing myself
And making myslef look worse

Monday, November 25, 2002

She reached into my chest, and grasped my black heart. I oculd feel her hand wrap around it. She pulled and tugged, until my flesh began to rip. The only thing I could see were her eyes. Suddenly the pain stopped, and she was holding my heart above me. It was pure black, and black blood poured from inside it. Then I died.

And then I was reborn. Things were so much brighter. My stomach churned, and my brain spun, I did not know what to do. Though things were so much better than before.So I got up and went outside. And lived daily as I do...
You Don't Know Where I've Been...- by: the damned

The chaos
The confusion!
When will this world stop spinning?!
The dirt under their fingernails
The distorted views
Who conrtols thier minds?!

I've seen things
Horrible things
Do not make judgements for me!
My mind has been shattered
Over and over
My soul has been crushed
My heart is black as death
And my eyes see only red

I've been in hell
I've been trapped in a cage
I've seen the dark side
The wrong side
And I haven't made my way back yet
I've seen the right side
The 'fucking' good side
And all the lies there within
Don't jugde me
Don't pretend you know anything
You don't know where I've been
You don't know the shit I've seen

And the blood that can spill
And the tears that fall
When will this world stop spinning?!
And the devastation
And the damnation
We all will see it in the end!

Wednesday, November 20, 2002

Lies From the Wrong Side- by: the damned

I'll just wait
Adn one day you'll walk up
Well pretend not to see
And refuse to beleive
That all this time
That the monster in the alley
Or the blood on the ground
was just a play
Performed around our world
And our inabilities were planned out
3 billion years before we were born
And every time we blink our eyes
Is under someone else's control

I control the kid down the corner
And a lady in another state
I tell a dog where to sleep
And a fat man when to eat
This secret I tell
Is one to keep
If you look hard enough
You can find someones controls
I fought for my own back
But that is rare to find
And when/ if you find someone else's
Maybe you only found it for your master
Maybe you found it for me
And the army I'm planning to build
Error-

Ay, the time has come
I'm nineteen
It has been but a few days,
And a lifetime has flashed before my eyes
Very soon worlds will collide
And bring with it pure and utter devastation
The total destruction of all existence
The earth's surface will be obliterated
Volcanic molten rock and lava
Will erupt and spew from the core
Ash in the sky will encompass the earth
Creating a greenhouse effect,
with the heating planet beneath
the constant growth of energy
and movement on the molecular level
Will cause what's left to explode
Sending particles out into the infinfity
Unless fate and/or it's trajectory
Lead upon some other inhabited planet
And destroy their entire existence
That's the day I die

Tuesday, November 12, 2002

Electric Black Death- by: the damned

Black death
Technology has contracted black death
It came from far away
But has made it's way through the wires
Damn the worldwide web
Forget the future
It will rule you
When wires enter your brain
And work their way under your fingernails
As software becomes outdated
So will we
As we contract black death
So will technology

My computer is dead....
Down- by: the damned

He got
Knocked down
Down
Far down

He couldn't reach the hand
The hand that reached down
Down
Far down

He withered away
The sun was down
Down
Too far down

No! No!
Not down!
Down
Not down

No!

I don't want to go
I don't want to go down
Not down

Could they catch him?
I need to know
No
He was too far down
Down
Far down

Catch me
I don't want to go down
Down
Far down

Monday, November 11, 2002

Oh, such harsh words
Such peircing thoughts
From where do they come
Defiant words appear
Rebelious manifestos
Will it ever make any sense
In anyone's head?
We Do Matter- by: the damned

And so things go
And alike we stumble around
Day after day

Filtering out the lgiht
Of what is reality
Converging truth and fiction
Trying to believe what is not real
And pretending what is does not exist
Holding hands together
To make the next step
To think we have a life
To think some things are important
Watch the waves
They move without us
Watch the sun and moon
They keep going despite our efforts
This next step I take
Will change the world
Not until we realize that we don't matter
that our existence is unimportant
The least of any matter
Not until then
Will we finally realize how to live
How to understand the world
Denial of self is step number one
Seeing all things happen
Is number two
Visualize the world without yourself
Then place yourself back in it
And live without
Notice for the faint of heart-profantiy prevails ahead, avoid if you please, it's your life...


It's My Fucking Life- By: the damned


Part I- It's My Death Wish-

So near the ground
Towards the corner
Yellow light

Along the pavement
Through the eyes
I'll die if I want to die

I'll fucking die if I want to
There's not a soul that can stop my demise
It will be fatal. it will be ultimate
It will be destined

I control my life
I make my own destiny
Damn the one who says otherwise
I'll die when I fucking want to

Curse the man who says I harm myself
Damn the man who says I'm going down
There's no way they'll tell me how to live

They're all going to die
We're all going to die
That is not the future
The future is what you do before that

I'll fucking die when I want to
It will be horrible
Bloody, gruesome
But I won't feel a thing
I'll be non-existent by then

So don't give me your healthy living bullshit
Don't tell me how to pass my days
I don't need some asshole telling me my ways
"Eat shit and die" I say to them

I don't fucking care
You'll die your way
And I'll die mine

I'll die when I want to
and so will you
I'll fucking die when I want to
With a knife in my back if I please

So fuck off
You self righteous pricks
I'm angry, down right peeved
Unless this IS your death wish


Part II- It's My Mouth, My Mind-

I'm using coarse language
Is that wrong too
Maybe you should try it
It works better than you think

I have no conviction
I feel no remorse
Then it must not be wrong
It's part of the language
So fuck off

Get out of your box
Your little brick house
See the real world
And all that it's about
And for god's sake

Die when YOU want to
Don't listen to some louse
Do whatever you want
Take control of your life

Part III- It's MY life-

I will be what I want
When I want
How I want

I will be the one who decides
NO one else will command me
NO one else will influence my life
I'll do what I want to
In the manner I please

Sunday, November 10, 2002

The Raven's Incantation Un-divine- By: the damned


Revealing the disposition
She awkwardly fell to the ground
Collapsed without warning
Died without making a sound

Blood trickled from her mouth
It slowly dripped from her lifeless lips
Her eyes stared forth towards nothing
But beauty still resonated from her corpse

Her golden hair shifted in the wind
Almost animate and still reaching out
Rays of moonlight crossed her face
It refracted off her now drying tears

Her hand was still warm
As I placed it in mine
Fingers so fragile and small
Skin so soft and turning cold

There was death inside her
But there was beauty still portrayed
Her body laid motionless
As wolves began to howl

A violent wind roared from the trees
And a raven crowed overhead
A black squall of clouds rolled in
An embodiment of leaves enveloped her remains

Fog summoned itself from the air
From the ground to the sky
And with a god-awful crack of thunder
It all disappeared into the ether

Her expired body was gone
I could not even sense her specter
On the ground where she did lay
Was a single drop of blood that remained

The air was silent
The night was still
My eyes filled with horror
The enchanted vision was over
And I ran home to her

Within the hour I was at the house
All the lights were out
The windows were all open
The blinds fluttered lightly about

As I walked the stairs up
My heart was charged with fear
I prayed to god for her to be resting
Sleeping silently in bed

As I drew-near the bedroom
I stopped before the door
My mind was taken up with fright
I knew what I had seen in those woods

I turned the handle slowly
My hand was sweaty and cold
It clicked ambiently
The door came ajar

A rush of icy air seeped through the crack
The room was dark and silent
My eyes could see only nothing
It seemed hours passed before they adjusted to the sight

Her sleeping body was not in the bed!
I looked frantically around
From a beam on the ceiling she hung
A noose tight around her neck!

I cried out in terror
Her dead body suspended in the room
I cried out in terror
Hugged her legs, kissed her feet

The raven! The raven!
Black feathers on the bed!
A single drop of blood on the pillow
But she had never bled!

Demons in the forest!
Her face was white as snow
Her eyes peered ghastly down
Like they were peering into mine

The raven! The raven!
Spirit of darkness and spite
Push back time, push back the wolves
That howl in the haunted trees at night

God of the skies!
Rain death no more
Scatter your darkened heavens
Let the moon shine forevermore, forevermore!

Thursday, November 07, 2002

Theres's something changing
Something in the air
I don't know what's coming
Or why
Nor if it's good or bad
But I sense it will be for the worst

This last week has all been a blur
I can't remember what i've said to anyone
All i can vaguely remember is
passing by a stranger and giving them a hard look
I ought to be nicer to people i don't know

And bad luck for the last two weeks
I only want it to break
Because it's breaking me
Maybe that's whats hovering over me
By the looks of things, it's only going to get worse

And i have nothing more...

Tuesday, November 05, 2002

Why is it that someone can want to get away from a place so bad
But in retrospect almost miss it
There are things you can hate
There are things you can love
And the new world is never good enough
A lacking of what was
An abundance of nostalgia
So change is harsh, weathering
Takes off a layer of your soul
Leaves you exposed for what you're not ready for
And I suppose nothing is ever good enough
It's heart staking...


Excerpt from Modest Mouse-

And all the people you know
They are actors

Well I'll go to college and I'll learn some big words
And I'll talk really loud
God damn right I'll be heard
And they'll remember the guy who said all those big words
He must've learned in college

And it took a long time
Till I came clean with myself
I fell clean out of love with my lover
But I still love her
Loved her more when she used to be sober and I kinder

Saturday, November 02, 2002

After awhile
You can work on points for style
Like the club tie, and the firm handshake
A certain look in the eye and an easy smile
You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to
So that when they turn their backs on you
You'll get the chance to put the knife in

Tuesday, October 29, 2002

Remember Me- by: the damned

Until the spinning is gone
Waiting for focus to return
The naseau will stay for a while
After I can think straight
Before I realize what I've said
During re-entry
I'll never forget you

I may fade away in your mind
Your conciousness will forget
But I will never
I will remember your smile
I'll remember your face
And all the things you siad
Will be kept in my head
And you'll be missed from here
Unto the ultimate end
Rendez Vous- by: the damned

Shall I lay longer
Until the sun goes down
The hours come and pass
Got to go to work
Got to have a job

Realize no one is going to come
Staring at the wall
We're losing all touch

Read a note I found on the ground
Said "I don't feel at all like I should"
I held back
But I couldn't help but cry

Since the grass turned dead to green
And the sun sinked behind the ocean

I'm resting in a burnt field
Sun blazing
Heart cold as steel
I don't feel at all like I should

Digging out my heart
Waiting
For the hand to make it stop

Saturday, October 26, 2002

Patriotic Horror- by: the damned

Red, white and blue
Red for the blood that's been spilt
Blue for the viens the life flowed out of
White for the color of the corpses
Fifty stars for each second the victim suffered 'til death

Friday, October 25, 2002

Bold Black Against Green- by: the damned

Like the 1980's
Like the darkness back then
The death metal
The rolling thunder
Those skeletons that used to walk around
The 1980's
Those happy days
Neon black and green flashes
Bursts of light in the dark
A face of evil for a fraction of a second
Luminate flashbacks
To a time back then
Neon black and green
Like the rolling thunder
The skeletons that walked around
In the 1980's

Tuesday, October 22, 2002

On the Verge- by: the damned

I say
Let the man scream
As the choir sings
Peace and prosperity will drown out pain
Let the band go on
Filtering the discomfort
Allow the mob to create the spirit
Flow through each others hearts
Let the insanity flow
Let it flow
The jitter bug
The clepto
The paranoid
Drink from the cup
From it flows death
Fire and suffering
Drink
Embrace the release
Of the insanity
The inability
The paranoia
Breathe in tainted air
There's someone behind your back
Rise up
And get shot down

Saturday, October 19, 2002

Madusa's Spirit- by: the damned

Steel feet
Against white luminant floor
Corpses rotting in chairs
Relics of wisdom
Are trapped inside these walls
Ruins, ruins of knowledge
Glass eyes shattered and cracked
Swollen minds
Recycled time
Precious souls
Precious lives
Wasting away the day

Before this day
Before this hour,
Lives living lovingly.
But current time,
Turns to stones and blind
Statues crumbling
Worn by fictional winds

Ashes and dust
On the ground
Where once a child did stand
And all that's left
Is a stone girl
In a stone dress.
And a boy
Asleep on his desk.
The Other Side- by: the damned

Rise up rhe brick wall
Clench every brick with your teeth
Claw until your fingers bleed
Cry till you can no more
Interpret your own just will
Realize your personal plan to failure.
For thousands of years
Your blood and tears
Will stain the walls base
Every brick will leave the mark
From when your teeth gnashed againt stone
God loves his children
But you will die alone
Your bone and sinew will fade away
And be trampled by the masses

Sunday, October 13, 2002

Belly of the Beast-

Did my time among the creeps
Did my time among the thieves
Did my time among the scores
Did my time among the whores
Did my time among the blessed
Walked among the living dead
Searching up and down this world
Doing things you've never herad

Down in the belly of the beast I lie
All I save is my pain

Did my time among among the lost
Paying such a heavy cost
Did my time among the cruel
Laying with the borken fools
Did my time among the slaves
Walked around their waiting graves
Did my time among the lies
Watching as they slowly die

Down in the belly of the beast I lie
All I save is my pain

Did my time among the strong
Some are here and some are gone
Did my time among the cursed
Praying that my brain would burst
Did my time among the slaves
Walked upon their lvivng graves
Did my time among the lies
Watching as they slowly die

Down in the belly of the beast I lie
All I save is my pain

Thursday, October 10, 2002

Solely More- by: the damned

I may hurt
It will hurt you more than it hurts me
The steam whisps of my shoulders
I feel nothing
Your eyes fill with tears
And you succomb to nothing
It will hurt me some
But it will hurt you more
Raining blood
Never hurt anyone before
I never hurt anyone
Never
It never hurt anyone
As our clothes dry in the early morn'
You will hurt more than me
For that's when I leave you be

Sunday, October 06, 2002

Thou Vagrant- by: the damned

Lay waste!
Ye scurvy of the world
Your souls reach for nothing
If only death
Search for the impossible
Reach for the unobtainable
Thou art none but the worst
Heed the wretched day
When all shall die
Fire and brimstone from the blackened sky
Cruel people
Thou are the worst
Watch the others suffer
Until there is nothing left
Lay waste!
Ye scury of the world
Lie in your shitfire
And absorb the defiling scent
Maggots and scoundrels
These are you
Blood sucking bastards
Who strive for nothing more
Lay waste!
Ye scurvy of this world!
Obsessive Compulsive Order- by: the damned

I've been keeping track of the days
Watching the sun rise and fall
Harnesing the fog that rolls
The clouds pass slowly in the morn'
Quickly in the day
The hours are counted
The minutes have been double checked
The lives I've seen go unto death
Have been scratched out from the rest
So I'll wait a little longer
For the time to come
I don't think it will be soon

And each reaches it's end
And every night the stars look down
The moon is usually hidden
But when it peaks out
I give it a call

I note every person I see
Their eyes are the most intreging
The words they say are superficial
But I remember the things they're hiding

Voices are recorded in my mind
And the sun falls
And it falls further till all is black
And hours pass
While I lay awake
Till the morn' comes again
And revives my dreary soul
For the sake of waiting until the next day
And the next
And the next
The next day
Ra- by: the damned

So until the end of dawn
Until the sun goes down
There's an explanation about
An explanation
Until the rise of dawn
It's about the things of life
Life unexplained
About explanations that are impossible
Until the rise of dawn
Until the sun goes up
Then the world will have spun full circle
And everything will have changed
And nothing will make sense
A new explanation will be revised
A new meaning of life
For all these change
And all things transform
Whilst the world goes round
At the end of dawn
Ask me again
Before the rise of the sun
I'll give you an explanation
About
It's about an explanation
The meaning of life

Wednesday, October 02, 2002

nothing ever lives long enough for me to enjoy it...

Tuesday, October 01, 2002

Destruction
Death.
Pain.
Infiction.
Remorse.
Evil.
Bones.
Blood.
Fear.
Evil.
Lurking.
Oh,
So.
Near.
Tremble.
Death.
Will.
Keep.
You.
Still.
Forever Automatic- by: the damned

Slowly souls wither
Silently, without sound
Like a gasping actor
Behind a silent movie
No one hears the screams
And no one cares

We are the automated class
Risen by the machine
Progress is always automatic
The machine is automatic

Rebellion ends in despair
Our minds are formed of clay
Us, our flesh is ground in the gears
Life, it tears

This machine is automatic
The stakes are high
Our desperate rebellions
Are silenced with lies

Shall we work in the ground?
Are we Moloch's?
Will we be thrust down to the depths
By the ones who tell us what to do?

'Welcome to the machine'
I once heard a man sing
Well, I'm starting to believe it
I've got this guitar
To punish my ma'

But the machine is too loud
The steam is drowning our cries
Never stopping
We go on falling
Feel your heart dropping

The future hope
Has been smothered into a 'must'
And the real dreams
Have disappeared for so long
Only longing for something
But nothing comes

Our minds become tired
Our souls seek only rest
But slowly the propaganda works its way
And we can't save this world anyway
Or so we think

Is it possible
To throw a wrench
Into the American machine
Destroy it from the insides
Make it crumble and burn

All I know till then
Time is money
School is money
People are oblivious
We all die alone

And when we die
We will look to the sky
And see that nothing has ever changed
The young are raised to succeed
In what the elders could not
but is it what's important
Is it what's right

God damn the USA
Blow this hell to dust
To ashes, to ashes
Corporate lust to dust

Welcome to the machine
That can not be stopped

Wednesday, September 25, 2002

The Killing Moon- by: the damned

The man on the moon
Wouldn't look me in the face
His gaze was set farther
Towards you

The killing moon
Has diverted his power
And left me stranded
It's pitch black where I live

Now I will surely perish
No way to escape
Nor a way to sustain life
This is goodbye

Tuesday, September 24, 2002

Irreversible- by: the damned

Until the end of life
I will not know what is right

The constancy of suffering
The futile suffering and pain

Change gears

Parents love their children
Children hate their parents
What causes this irreversible bond
That causes war every day

Don't drag behind you
A silent hate
A silent despite
Every night
You turn into something you despise

There's blood strewn across the carpet
Drag the body to the closet
Only a memory to remind you
A distant vision of the past
What you will finally receive

There's pain and confusion
They almost exposed your secrets
The things under the floorboards

Something's lurking in the hallway
Is it fate
Or is it you memories
Is it loving hope
Or is its what you are jealous of
Remember you only do what you unconsciously think

When you grew up
And lived what you thought was right
Burning others to the ground
Succeeding in devouring lives

Thus you receive punishment
All in all your just a hell child
Tearing others to the ground

Die when midnight comes round
And feel the flames devour yourself

Monday, September 16, 2002

Dark Clouds- By: the damned

Dark clouds are gathering overhead
Something eerie is in the air
A feeling of discomfort sensed
The moon is behind the skies
Nowhere to be seen
Dogs are howling to the wind
Damp streets are silent
An uneasy feeling is about
Dark clouds are gathering

Sunday, September 15, 2002

Night's Rest- by: the damned

Tonight I'm going to sleep
Tonight I'm going to rest in peace
Tonight I'll be at ease
The liquor will settle my mind
The silence will keep me fine

But what will the morning bring
Could it be gnashing of teeth
Terrible things may await
But I must leave that up to fate

False Existence- by: the damned

The small
Silent flame
Flickers in my room
The only light
Is what it gives
The room is empty
The air is thick
And my eyes won't move
From the burning flame
I thought I wanted to be one with it
Thus I placed my head over it
I went up in flames
The pain was excruciating
My body sizzled until it was crisp
Nothing of me remained
But charred teeth
Unholy Presence- By: the damned

Rise dead!
Rise from the grave
Infect the earth with pain
Suffer no longer in hell
Demons reign
Al little too much?
A little too evil, say?
The scourge of Dis will devour our souls
Oh, beware
They will get me too
Oh, hide in fear
Our existence will disappear
Can you feel horns pressing their way
Out of your defiled forehead
Succumb to the flames
Eventually they will ease the pain
Rise dead!
Rise from the grave
It is no longer your end
You dead have suffered demise in vain
Your three pronged staffs are waiting
I Breathe Smoke- By: the damned

There was nothing sacred but a death kiss
The curse caused my skin to fall off
I thought I could protect myself
I could not protect myself from this
It set my heart aflame
Now I breathe smoke
My souls wisps off my lips
Leaving soot on the walls
People say I should eat more
But they should see me now
Skin so thin
I can see right through
I look more dead than alive
When I see myself I can hardly recognize
I thought I was able to live
But I was only allowed to die
My withered body and I can find a hole
And fade away
Blaspheme!- By: the damned

Will someone be my god tonight
Because I haven't seen him
Since I killed him
And left him in the wastelands

Strange
I don't really miss him
I curse this damned earth
And it's inability to sustain life

My god is dead
I killed him so many years ago
Blaspheme!
That mother fucker deserved it

Ironic though
I probably killed a fictitious being
Faithless bastards
Follow so naive

Such a devout faith
They'll probably burn in a hell
Because they gave up their faith so fast
And closed their minds permanently

Will someone be my god tonight
Be they have six arms
Or an ancient power
Sacrifice animals to bail
I don't care

Just someone to talk to
Simply a human being
The so called Jesus was a man
Was a cowardly man
So anything will do

I haven't seen him
Since I killed him
Blaspheme!
The mother fucker deserved it
Black Sunday Morn'- By: the damned

It's a dark sunday morn'
Before the break of day
I already want to not wake up

Feathers of ravens
Land on my face
As I lay on my back
Staring at the sky

A cursed powerful beast
Black and silent
With the wolf
They will both devour me whole

My body will seperate from soul
Slide to the air
Watch ones I know live on

My exsistence will be smoke
I will always glide and float
A specter looking on from above

I can only wish
That I could reconcile
Or vanish completely
From here to the end of time

The one with the black heart
Was me, it was me
The one with the black heart was me

I knew others
But they've traveled far
Or was it me

You can't tell me
I don't deserve this
But I'll never be satisfied

The one with the black heart
It was me
And it took all this time
To realize
I am the black hearted
Broken Esteem- By: the damned

I thought maybe
That my friends didn't need me
I'm guessing
That I was wrong
Not by fact
But that I'm usually wrong

I thought things over
Until I simply gave up
I seem to disappoint everyone

I was drowning in my own fear
Now the time has come

I have no excuse
For things I've done
I do without thinking
And always reap the ugly reward

Someone could have told me
But no one cares enough
It's a reaction
To my not caring enough either
Ghostly Coast- By: the damned

There was the repetition of crimson tides
The ebbing and flowing of remorse
The appearance of blood soaked sand

There was the gray midnight sky
The sorrow an pain
And only one lonely soul in sight

I could revel in the silence
Or cry to the stars
But nothing will calm me
Like the crimson tides