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Your solace, your conviction
The devastation, unyielding and unfeeling
The ending, your patience, your leaving
The silent stare
The sadness in those eyes
(It’s time)
It’s time to reach in and touch the sky
Like darts across the moonlight
The discarded humanities soar into starlight
A sad and broken figure carries the weight of your undoing
Silently confessing their pain
At an empty Monastery
Wrapped in the thorns of a howling ghost
Crushed into ribbons
They plead and plead crying at the sun
Just Let them go
Screaming into the clouds
Just remember my name as you fall into the shroud
Die again, oh die again
Oh
Nothing seems to satisfy
“The sun is the eye of a hungry beast. There is a stomach in the cosmos, and one day we will bow in horror to its greatness, as it’s maw swallows us whole and we dissolve into nothingness deep within. We will look up and grab our children for one last embrace. When it all ends, after our final goodbye, it will be as if nothing ever happened... and nothing will ever happen again. As it was. As it is. As it will always be. In god’s name. Amen.“
Screaming into the clouds
Just remember my name as you fall into the shroud
Die again, oh die again
Oh
Nothing seems to satisfy
Roots pulled up
the stiffening settles in
The night air caresses through its bitter cold
Die again, oh die again
Oh
Nothing seems to satisfy
Die again, oh die again
The cycle is come around again
And a wisp of dregs poured from your open orifice
A look of fear masked in a wave of figures releasing your earthly coil
Finally finally finally finally finality
Forever, fixating
Forever, forever
Forever, fixating
The cycle, remaining
Forever, forever
Forever, forever…
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Unburdened
02:44
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“He took his shotgun, put it in his wife’s lipstick smeared mouth… and splattered her beautiful brains all over the bed.”
Fragments of humanity
Scattered across the dirt
Wrapped in cloth and placed in the earth
“… and then he took a hammer and grabbed his six month old son… and destroyed him beyond recognition.”
(…)
The blackness rolls on like hot tar in the veins
Helping you to bring your infant son back to the womb,
folded in on itself
Strings of flesh elastic, snap and rip
Overflowing blood like a rupture
The taste of the purest flower
A mirror without a face
A dark spot where I thrive
Stare upon the image of your blown open lover
Stare upon the image of your child consumed
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