I Shalt Become piosenki

Dancing to bring the rain... A repeating crescendo... Raining to recoil the dance... 

Suffering fools Coitus more ferarum The guilty with no guilt The innocent with no life Suffering the stigmata Where are the leeches? Where is my burden? 

Soon everything bleeds For the lights of the dispossessed And together to pass the times They were no more Once again, one day, They were not all. 

A seduction duly faded on him To twist and turn as the pained into madman The pain into madness A day to dusk. 

Pity such a riddle rang cruel As the sixth act began... No answer whispered the angel While the devil laughed out loud. But nothing asked... 

Before the distant laughter rings hollow in the head A bullet sunk into the flesh And the sixth foot is the easiest. So repent, you sinner! The stillborn will bear our sorrow. 

When in Rome The burning cities fade Lifeless and lost Upon a gaze afar Ablaze at nightfall Burning on forever... 

Words lured innocence The undone left blood in the snow. Out, damned spot, out. 

Into the waiting While nothing goes away There is a rationale to desist Because the two days are too much? Twisted in the misunderstood But there cannot be anything... Cut off the nose to spite the face For only the faults, you derelict. 

A State Plan 14.25 in the head But drawn to the hero or the heroin? Or a little colder stare... 

Such a nightmare In crimson and grey sights Such a loss In the solitude of nights. Led by a dreamscape... She listened to mind's cry 

Brought in all cull And given to rot To wrought for rise and lusts I am owed your serenade. 

There is a monster that hides within you A maggot, a maggot I have see it myself The enstasy going nowhere 

The fragments of glass lay shattered on the floor, Children walk on them so innocently... 

Still you, ghost, are bothered by instinct And whispers and falling icons The failed attempts at a distant second Oft ignored Murder A beating that took its toll... A pound of flesh consumed. 

Once bitten, twice dies A lesson in casting out Splinters in the mind I'm breathing in the asbestos And dreaming in a coffin It must be me... 

It's left to parch...a thirsting man pleads, (As promises of rain disappear) His desiccated skin withers... Your life means nothing to me... 

As wound opens in flesh ...screams for glory... Such spears pierce. The rusted, poisoned shackles Tie wrists to the eyes A barbed wire noose Bound to the soul And proverbial victory spoiled the vanquished. 

Desolate as ever again As a night like another murder For everything, in the darkness sought The driven snow will fall Burying all these lands. 

Once I saw a man crawl, His house built on sand. Pray...don't let the insects in...