| With this person I'm always at war What unlocks his secret, what unlocks his door? He can be my enemy , he can be my best friend But what brings his death, what brings his end? I want to know , so I can bring him down Strip him of his glory, take off his crown I want to call the world , so they all can see The utter obliteration of me |
| Obliteration |
| Glittering radiation over a lake of ash Decrepit saints fighting over cash Supersonic waves over a stormy sea Blinded lovers beginning to flee Copious rain flooding the city Dissident mothers lacking pity Why does it always have to end this way? Can't the chaos wait for one more day? As the light fades, I take my last breath Maybe this is living , though it feels like death |
| My Armageddon |
| Maybe peace is only the ignorance of war.......... |
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| It didn't start with this metaphysical shit, These hot engines in my head: It only hurts if you try to rise above it, It doesn't matter what Freud said. How do you stop it? I asked him- but I saw him melt away "One of these makes it really dim' like a censored holiday" Suppressing fears of death and pain, I counted down the hour. Vomiting blood down my drain, I began to see my power In a pebble kingdom far away, Within a hallowed room- I saw the princess turning gray, Right beside her groom And all of a sudden, by perchance A hand was clasped in mine Before I knew it, I started to dance With Dear Aunt Valentine That fatal car wreck didn't keep her From doing the dosie-doe Besides the blood stains on her fur You'd really never know And in that cold and dismal room A calm came over me. I pondered o'er that magic 'shroom, and its sacramental tea |
| Advice of the Shaman |
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