If your'e just staring at your walls
Then this one is for you

Divine Debauchery- by: unknown forgotten

I almost dreamed a dream for me
It didn't end up as I thought it would be
A classic portrayal of life being as it seems
But it ended up filled with ghosts
Those dead bastards, creeping their way up from hell
Their stoic heads turning slowly and looking around
I stood up an oblivious fool then fell down too

Now don't take my remarks, seek your own
when your dead friends come back and tell you earnestly what to do
I cracked my shoulder leaning on a wall carved out of stone
Then the wall cracked and my shoulder fell through

I landed in your shoes, they surely didn't fit
Nothing next to the vines growing on them were kept cool
Limb by limb I slipped through the cracks
They gasped and whisped like your heavily grasped breath whilst you sleep

I slipped through when I wasn't even meant to
And now I answer to the Dark Lord
Not to say I listen, what a weasely bitch
He must be blind, for he hasn't noticed my white cloak
I am exempt

White Barrel Roll- by: unknown forgotten

Where is the rest of my life tonight?
I'm standing lonesome, jobless, tired
Not knowing how to get it all out
When did I lose my sincerity for being outright?
And if that ain't enough
My bottle of bourbon is treating me rough
How can I be the only one whose time is come and gone
When I was prepared long before this was ever even thought
Such a shame, tastes like sour milk and sentiment
There's rough skies above and jagged roads ahead
Keep me in mind when I dare down those paths
My skin crawls at what I see below
I can only try to contrive thoughts into words
The valley I enter is of Fear and Danger
I'm sure I will relate back when I make it out of this mess
And dear Lord, keep me blessed...

Icy Sand Over Shore- by: unknown forgotten

The high pitch squealing of the old pounding hydraulic sounds
Such a train crushing forth
Drowning out the sound of my enemies walking

Footstep on yet another
Crushing snow atop loose sand
"Crunch, and Crunch," went the desolate land

There was a bitch that had claws beyond means
And enough of the tides washed open shores
To leave entry for anybody

So you grasp but the last of your diminishing glass
All to forgo whatever you may have had planned
The swirling heat twisting down you chest
Is more of a mistake than what you would have guessed

And as the drowning of intoxication comes frowning
You'll cry until your heart stops it's beating
And the last of life's gasping

Best By Date Prescribed- by: unknown forgotten

Danger is only a test for those that can not emulate
Indecision and broken teeth
Fucked by the fist of monsters they themselves create

Dance this night ever so close to me
I can hear the wolves
I can hear the wolves

And now take my hand
There is glass and rain and flowers showering down
Is this downpour a surprise to you?

Old trains and older Indians
They told when to break it all up
They told you when to break it all down

And now you ask yourself,
"Why must I burn all that I love?"
Shimmer shine, found a glittering dime
Buy yourself something nice

Insanormality- by: unknown forgotten

The skeleton Crow holding the divine ring
Is diving down into accidents involving car crashes
To disrupt any convenience we may have met

And such a sad symphony of relief when the cackling beak breaks off
The silent air, the compressed sound of a child's BB gun
Eternally murdering a sound that haunted ages, and I often heard

And one more time over the telephone will tell me something near
It will tell me longer and deeper than anything I've ever heard, my dear
So what is it when I take a simple, fickle release that allows me to escape
This is the last moments of my insane mind that I miss

Or should I look at bicycles go
Struggling so hard to move quicker when they never will
Chains grinding against sprockets merely powered by insufficient legs
I'll build a going machine, one that never needs to catch wind
Like the rest of the ozone breathing heretics

There are minds of purity and truth
There are minds of false prophetic's that lead to mere convenience
Shallow shits believe what's easiest to comprehend
Mobile by will power or super engineered work?
Can we tease the gods or are we biting their bait?
The hooks hurts something fierce
And the truth hurts because it's a toss back t0 a time
Even if not remembered, (we wish we could)
To another time
(To a time forgotten and unknown.)

Everybody I know will eventually break and settle down.

Black Socks- by: unknown forgotten

So you're standing around and waiting for what?
What a beautiful sunset.
There will be a time when the earth spins like a bowling ball
Pray to heaven you're already dead
Don't forget to wear your black socks

Look here.

Blue In A Plastic Bag- by: unknown forgotten

Bleed my eyes through your psychic being
Super powers unite and melt me down
Smothered by plastic bags
And fields filled with patches of put down dogs
Lungs collapsed and full of ether soaked love
The sorry sons and bitches
Poor old me
Your tear is a flower underneath the sun
What was it to lose me?
When you still get what you want
Like chopping wood
Timber never burned so hot, so good
Either we ignite or you lose me once again
What else is left
But to change your name back

There is God and then there is fucking nothing.
Everything that remains in the aftermath is of Revelations.
And at that time,
It is your own God damned fault,
For you were warned.j