DunwichChild Posted July 4, 2009 Share Posted July 4, 2009 Things I thought up in the middle of the night, it sucks. I wake up I dig under my foreskin and drag the lint away I get up I eat my way to clarity, and leave the place in total disarray I walk out But nothing ever happens in this forsaken place I sit and I wait As the sun hits my face and blinds my ******* eye I sit and I wait As the sun hits my face and blinds my ******* eye I once saw an old man with a gun in his mouth He mumbled “Satan lives in fine print And blood will split your veins” He said “The devil lives in fine print And your blood will cut through your veins” The gun shot his solace, his peace of mind a gun The bullet took his enemies, a charity for his soul Oh what a hazard I’ve become I’ve become one with fear; I’ve become undone I’ve become one with fear; I’ve become one with God The devil sings me lullabies, and chants my name in recognition Blood washes the black from my hand, but it points at me in accusation New flesh has been birthed, as I wave my will away in emulation I’ve become one with fear; I’ve become one with God I’ve become one with fear; I’ve become undone I wake up I feel insanity crawl on my bed So I take my pills Link to comment
tiredofvampires Posted July 4, 2009 Share Posted July 4, 2009 Some powerful stuff here. Link to comment
DunwichChild Posted July 17, 2009 Author Share Posted July 17, 2009 Imbibe my soooooouuuuuuuuuul Imbibe my miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiind This useless chunk Of human kiiiiiind lol Link to comment
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