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All Fall Down

Paint me a picture that's deceiving Something that's not everything that it seems A portrait of decadent grandeur That hides the decay of contemptible dreams A mask to display all the confident pride And tries not to show that there's nothing inside Si...

Awake (A. The Waking Dead)

but really i'm never alone even in my deepest room there's a presence I cannot deny here within cerebral tombs why all the suffering why the pretense why the lapse in my defense the faithful are falling in pain I resign to a cathartic pause...

Blame

How can you blame me, it isn't my fault My daddy was quick with his boot My mother was distant and didn't show love Except to the bottle and tube How can you blame me, it isn't my fault My teachers were never concerned My pastor was never attuned to the...

Catatonia

it seems to be that the only peace for me is a place I used to go when I was but a boy and aslan is there and there's lazarus long and the raven's lone song it's a world in between things of shadows and dreams where I go it seems you cannot com...

Children Without Innocence

depart from me you puppets of society I never knew you and you never knew me rapt in the trap of triviality never worry about the deeper things I envy you in much the way I envy the innocence of childhood children without innocence bodies without...

Facade & Charade

are we the best of the worst or the worst of the best either way we're average goats like the rest telling myself that i'm something i'm not certainly the somebody i'd planned facing the world with someone else's face it's not mine but i guess it'll do...

Habit Without Heart

don't believe in much I used to believe in less and the mixing of lewis heinlein and poe leaves a pretty fine mess the few times we speak anymore habit without heart I still believe it's part of me but i'm bitter disillusioned angry and ready for...

I Blinked (A. The Winking Dead B. Peculiar People)

i blinked and things had changed the carefree child was now a man a house a job a life i really couldn't stand the only things meaningful were you the kids and the father but even these were colorless translucent images of what i'd known i blin...

I Turn My Back On You

you give me life water above you pour it on when i'm thirsty for love you show me light lamps at my feet patterns and mysteries perfectly complete I turn my back on you you give me life wine manna doves you fill me up when i'm hungry for love...

Peculiar People

It's evident we don't belong all we like sheep among the wolves prey for all our predators their savory stinging salt we are peculiar people in unfamiliar lands waiting on homes celestial counting on pre-laid plans learning to trust a wisdom we don'...

Real

i'm choking on hypocrisy a squalid swollen seed you gorge on unimportant and starve on what you need i've had enough of christmas sales and tributes to the dead enough of scandalous details on which you all are fed so soaps and talk shows get you off t...

Stolen By Ghosts

I thought I felt your presence in the room A tiny little ember glowing deep within the tomb Illuminates the fragments on the floor of my cocoon I thought I heard your voice upon the wind Striking deep in places I've no power to defend A tortuous reminder...

The Future Me

Lifetimes lost while proving the dinosaurs Ages argue faith versus fact Battle chapter 3, verses 4 through 9 Draw it out you can make it a war Til you can't feel your core Baptized in the din of discussion Dogma and it's all in your head Sermons on my...

The Joy Gem

Coveted by great hordes of men Seeking the famous gem-power to bring them joy Hidden from dangers in the ground Buried as soon as found-safe under dirt and coin Betrayed by promises of old The gem just left him cold So in the hole it stayed Hidden the...

The Judgement

I dreamed of the judgment and saw the polar regions the cold smug lips of the evil one loomed hungry in dark caverns grey the mournful eyes of the father were vainly searching for someone a humble penitent perhaps a resident I dreamed of the j...

The Walking Dead

the radio exploded like a thousand times before with the banal boring banter of the morning dj wars the sunlight seeped between the slats which never fully close he negotiated pathways through the piles of dirty clothes she didn't stir didn't see the l...