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The Devil On The Horizon

Are you sick, are you tired, and you’re feeling vain?
Your lips are turning blue
I know you wish you were dead to the world
But there’s something you should know…

~*~

A scream that cuts like the edge of a pensive

Bullets and serpents caught between your teeth

Gritting and gnashing until the pieces shatter

Drown demons under gasoline and burning water

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You swore there was a heaven, and you let us keep it

You swore there was a hell, but you have kept it secret

Living in this filthy world of hospitals and deathbeds

Singing a little fucking louder to keep from being dead

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Take us through woodworks, past wolves and putrid decay

Flowers for Medusa, I’ll go tell Slater in the bathroom door

Heal the hurting with rusty needles to sew the pain in half

Within a canvas of dark ink, true maven artwork soul falls

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Trapped under circle pits, dragged under entrancing spells

We’ll join the club of antivists, our middle fingers up there

This liberation against possession, anarchists for catharsis

What’s yours is ours, and all this hatred could go get pissed

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The jaded beep of the tiring monitor may never feel your heart

But this mind feels each beat of your raging pulse steadily restart

Sempiternal like the horizon, and you’d better fucking believe it

You’ll scream for the damned and the broken, yeah, that’s the spirit.

~*~

You’re scared, I can see you tremble
Shaking like a dog, shitting razor blades
Feel the shadows like a stranger
Well, join the club, yeah, join the club
Do you think you’re the only one who feels the way you do?
We’re all fifty shades of fucked up…

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When the Rebel Fucks the Anarchy

My alligator blood is starting to show
I know that you know that, I know that you know
Can’t call a bluff with a dead man’s hands
Put a gun to my head and, paint the walls with my brains
Put a gun to my head and, paint the walls!

~*~

I want to set beautiful, dangerous, cataclysmic fires

And fuck the walls up with profanities and paint

I want to stab the living shit out of someone

To control, devastate, and cause trigger-happy taint

I want to do drugs, get hammered, and get busy

With sordid bedroom activities and a paid-for rancid honey

I want to get inked all over my ugly mess of a face

And pierce a thousand rusty needles at every blank place

I want to incite vengeance towards my sorry enemies

Start a fight and start a riot, bad enough to provoke armies

I want this screwed system to get fucked and change

To use lethal weapons freely, of guns and hand grenades

I want to just do whatever the fuck I want to do

Without getting screamed or bitched at, boo-fucking-hoo

I want to be myself, and to crush this cookie cutter mentality

To not give a damn if they think I’m just so bat-shit crazy

I want to be unrestrained, from society’s choking grasp released

To serve my unfair fate and for once, do myself some justice

I want to lose all my control just so I could take it back

For the humanity and the decency and the morality that I lack

I want to be self-destructive and be fueled by nothing but pure hate

And take some goddamn bastards down with me as I detonate

Life fucking hates me anyway, I just want to cause chaos and anarchy

What have I got to lose? I’m just fulfilling everyone’s easy stereotype of me.

~*~

Cut me up and wear my skin
Show me how to live
Tear me down, clean me up
Now spill my fucking guts
Just help me find a way!

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The Lost Anthem of the Damned Empire

Let the God-forsaken bastards sing!
They came like moths to a flame
You left like a house in a hurricane
The wolves are at my door
But I can see the writing on the walls
The wolves are at my door
Waiting for my empire to fall…

~*~

Oh mother, please drop the knife in your hands

I didn’t kill father’s eyes, I hope you’ll understand

It’s the voices in my head stealing hope under my bed

It’s the willingness to carry on only to be left dead

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Please remind me to be more sorry than I am

For being nothing but a reckless little shit

If you think you can save what can’t be fixed

Why don’t you goddamn stab me with your crucifix?

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‘Cause I’m just another soul waiting to be fed

Murder my sanity, I’m not right in my head

And when the serpents escape and contrite

It’s time to suffocate and give up the fight…

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And the diamond in your blood is never enough

(Bite your tongue, you think you’re so clever?)

To pay for your sins and atone for the rough

(Wipe that smile off your face, motherfucker!)

And the admission that presents in middle fingers

(Bite your tongue, you think you’re the best?)

Is a flag of the beaten, fuck all this crying forever

(Fall on your knees and drop dead like the rest!)

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When did they tragedy leave your bones?

When did the tragedy leave your bones?

When did the tragedy leave your bones?

Did you really think it will fucking leave me alone?!

(Fuck no!)

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Claw your way from out of the dirt they dragged you in

Savour the taste of the cold poison in their rusty daggers

As you scream against the whispers of sorrowful sinning

It’s nauseatingly pathetic, how you drown yourself under

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Swallow your desperation and choke on the profanities

There’s no excuse for this miserable shit of humanity

Rancid words and empty promises thrown down the drain

As the agony of every incident sharpens the dull pain

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You’re fragile and broken, a sniveling useless creature

But don’t let their beliefs suffocate the mentality you have

It’s their fault if they impose, but yours if you sabotage

The only chance you get at mercy, and so help me god!

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And do you feel the chills running down your back?

(Hear the crowds, do you think this is all over?)

The million insects piercing your spine rotting black

(Hear the crowds, this suffering will last forever!)

And do you still believe that the powerless will restart?

(Hear the crowds, do you think the guillotine won’t drop?)

Why don’t you give the fuck up, and listen to your heart!

(Bow your head down and wait for the beating to stop!)

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When did the tragedy leave your bones?

When did the tragedy leave your bones?

When did the tragedy leave your bones?

Did you really think it will fucking leave us alone?!

(Goddamn liar!)

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Let this be the final testament of the bastards

For the cowards and kings, marching up to gloat

Salvation proves fatal, only death shall remain

The sombre march of the anthem is a parasitic bloat

Lovers and liars, intertwined in collapsing church halls

Brick by brick, the horizon collides as everything begins to fall

A thousand cut tongues speak the truth as the holy lie

In the throne of an empire that’s built on vicious violence

Let the world of bones burn and the world of flesh die

Hell is the only truth that makes fucking sense…

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(And let it be fucking so!)

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Are you sick of this shit? (If you are, cut yourself!)

Are you tired of failing? (If you are, fucking die!)

Are you worn down by the tragedy? (Then why don’t kill yourself?!)

Put your hands behind your back if you’re sick of this sorry suffering! (Hear!)

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For heaven’s sake, let’s scream about all this bullshit until our scarred wrists are fucking numb!

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(When did the tragedy leave your bones?

This is a nightmare, you should have known

Why did you let tragedy break your bones?

When you know it won’t leave you alone…)

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Break the walls and let this damned kingdom fall!

~*~

It’s the start of the end! Surrender the throne!
The blood on my hands covered the holes!
We’ve been surrounded by vicious cycles!
The end—and we’re truly alone!
The scars on your heart are yours to atone!
We’ve been surrounded, let ’em sing, let ’em sing!

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Praying for Artillery

Staring at the carnage
Praying that the sun would never rise
Living another day in disguise
These feelings can’t be right
Lend me your courage to stand up and fight…

~*~

Another timeline

Of anarchists

Next in line

To the pacifists

Veins taut strung

In severed struggle

By a nerve hung

On a concrete hell

The battle wages

As artillery collides

Soldier skin ages

The war overrides

As faint cries ricochet

With flying bullets

Penetrating humanity

A full metal jacket

Casualties go nuclear

And the end decrees

All that’s left are

Shrapnel and debris

Black radio mourns

And flags are burned

A somnolent horn

Bloody backs turned

Another timeline

Of both futile armies

Attempting to define

The lost meaning of peace.

~*~

Fight for honor, fight for your life
Pray to God that our side is right
Even though we won, I still may lose
Until I make it home to you…

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What’s Her Name

She’s a rebel, she’s a saint
She’s the salt of the earth
And she’s dangerous
She’s a rebel, vigilante
Missing link on the brink
Of destruction…

~*~

She won’t leave until the lights turn red

Troublesome girl, rebelling past the bed

A softspoken tongue, serpentine temper

Stories of surprising anarchy and terror

A saint with horns, little girl with a knife

A lace veiled bride, a bruise beating wife

Rules don’t concern her, A-game’s about

Bosses and bitches, she can take ’em out

Perspectives changing as it tore the walls

I guess I never really knew that girl at all

Past her charming smile and demure eyes

The beast to be feared when unleashed lies.

~*~

She’s a rebel, she’s a rebel, she’s a rebel
And she’s dangerous!

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Fifty Ways to Die; A Million Ways To Live

I’ll meet you down at the metro station
‘Cause this motherfucker’s got my motivation
Now I’m gonna show you how much I love you
Oh, my magazine is full of ugly things
Don’t need this system, we can kill them if we try
Shoot up everything we see and we’ll find it
On the wall, I hope you die…

~*~

Come on, come on, and take a round at the gun

You can lie to me baby, and say you’re having fun

Come on, come now, steal the burnt Florida lights

If the gas mask doesn’t kill you, then we can start a fight

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Heartbreaks and drama blaring on the television again

Spread on the media hysteria like chunky blended sin

Synthetic reality production, I’ve never felt more human

The strip clubs, the genocide, a hundred percent and one

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Juvenile halls festering in the garbage disposal fee

Won’t you pay for my bail, dad? I’d screw you for free

Gagged bullets, and you only got one shot to speak

And the secret is in the bullhorn, that’s the magic trick

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Progress and fame, I’ve got the lubricants to a landslide win

That perky girl in the centrefold’s a jerk, if you know what I mean

Faith is unavailable in your local hospital vacancy traffic

Billie killed the fucking DJ in the party, so we’ll learn to dance without music

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Turn the dial on the violence, the TV guide’s uncensored

They show carnal sex onscreen but everyone’s still bored

We’re big boys with small toys in a chest box world here

Exterminate this systematic failure, let the price we pay as fear

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So come on, come on, show your hand up and play emotions

I’ll encourage your pain and your complete cooperation

So come on, come now, break down the Berlin barrier wall

Detonate like terrorist bombs only if you’ve got the balls

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Laser beams crisscross a Fortune 500 bastard’s safe locks

Get your latest sycophantic update from Mr. Richbucks

This is the government getaway, and it’s starting to get hot

But don’t take off your clothes yet, you gotta show them what you got

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Contrite as angel’s ass, a bitch holiest burning in hell

If you need your fix, I’ve got the injection tying off and the spell

Thick as political skulls and thick as blood on the water

Machine guns at the ready, three two one, here comes the slaughter

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Automatic weapons cocked, antimatter and cigarette packs

Motorcycles and crash test dummies ready for the hack

Mall security ain’t got nothing on the stashed away dope

And we’ve got guts—literally, and the blessing of the pope

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Recite every reason why you simply don’t give a single damn

Radiation won’t kill us idiots, but loss of common sense can

Left wing, right tail, let the tears dry up the skyscraper and the sun

We’ll murder the sky for ourselves, don’t think, just jump and run!

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So come on, come on, stick your middle fingers high and proud and tall

That is your personal public apology for making anarchy ideology fall

So come on, come now, where the hell’s your brain in all this bullshit?

Information overload imminent, and we’ll explode as we all sing fuck it!

~*~

Manipulation just to form an alibi
You’re the prototype for me
And if heaven wants us they can…
I hate you, kill everybody!

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The Calumniation of John Smith and Jane Doe

Let me tell you a story about a boy and a girl
A very different version than you’ve ever heard
Okay, so I’m lying, but all I’m trying to say
This isn’t about the one that got away…

~*~

Let me tell you a story

Of a boy and a girl

One who killed the sunset

The other’s feet curled

Both watched wretched stars

Crash with meteor showers

They licked nectar of the gods

And elucidated powers

Win the matriarchal anarchy

Of the obstreperous race

And the boy and the girl

Were the mascots and the face

And they chased popularity

Like spiders on a web

And anyone who gets caught

Will be devoured and dead

She was the queen bee

He was the screaming lion

They ruled the concrete jungle

With a fist as hard as iron

They solved society’s code

And clambered on other people

With sharp knives and wits

They reached the highest steeple

Forever staying to indulge

Lounging in pecksniffian glam

The boy and girl found bliss

Amidst avariciousness and scams

But their leniency evolved

And the bridges under restless

They began to grow tired

Of withholding the masses

And so their bullets ricocheted

Their crown jewels glinted

Crowds pulled them by their hairs

To obtain what they needed

It turned bloody and carnage

Habituated from vicious attacks

Their downfall shall climax

With a clean suicide pact

The boy with his revolver gun

The girl with her noose and razor

Sitting by the burning castle

“Let’s end this now together.”

But it doesn’t finish that easily

They both survived the dare

He missed his brain by inches

She bled, but only paled fair

One ended up in a hospital ER

Comatose for his existence

The other was thrown in jail cell

To waste away and lose sense

The girl escapes, mad rambling

With some floss and a bent spoon

The boy sleeps, she pulls the plug

“This will all be over soon.”

And this story doesn’t end

With a wedding and happiness

In this version, one gets killed

By the other one’s duress

Let me tell you a story

Of a stupid boy and a foolish girl

This modern Adam and Eve fable

Is no fairy tale for the sober.

~*~

Watch it from your ivory tower
Paint the sky grey, like a coward
How long you’ve got?
I can go on for hours
A sweet little tale that ended sour
My words will ring in your ears…

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☆ that you ★

♫•*¨*•.¸¸♪

true enough that

you may be

a son of chaos

and anarchy

and i’d lie if i

didn’t admit a

daughter of grace

and elegancy

but discord has

order, without it,

our very universe

cannot be

and there’s a

certain clumsiness

to poise and

secret mystery

true enough,

that you and i

are as parallel

as can be

but perhaps

that paves the way

for starcrossed

destiny.

♫•*¨*•.¸¸♪

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Smoke On The Water

Trickles of charcoal smoke flow on the pale murky waters

Forming labyrinthine swirls of death’s personal artwork

As fire grows increasingly unsteady and dares to dance higher

Beneath the bodies of charred skin, conflagrating anarchy is birthed.

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