Nothing could initiate a quark of gravity
To pull that metaphor from in the cavity
Deep in the nether regions of my mind
When you climb deep within and hope to find

A reason for me to judge the life another man lives
If his life is based on the consent he both asks and gives
To oppress my stranger, that’s an unknown brother
Just to impress the false morality of another

My way, my life.

…not yours

I remember…
The veins of my roots coming through the dirt
I remember…
The stitches in my soul to repair the hurt
I remember…

I remember the man who has beaten me
Only blood we had was from calamity
But he was part of the stepfamily
Pain wasn’t all he was teaching me

I remember…
The veins of my roots coming through the dirt
I remember…
The stitches in my soul to repair the hurt
I remember…

She had eyes the size of the world it seems
with a heart that was broken like her dreams
caught up in a torrent when she swims the streams
pale blue eyes whose tears can’t redeem

I remember
The veins of my roots coming through the soil
I remember
The rage in the blood that would make it boil
I remember
The agony I had to share so they’d recoil
I remember

Runaway, now the details do not matter
Be the same on another plain in another time
The path of destruction has tributaries
and the agony of survival is sublime

I remember…
The veins of my roots coming through the dirt
I remember…
The stitches in my soul to repair the hurt
I remember…

They say a cheetah cannot change its spots
But it can say if you live or not
coming at you at the speed of hate

open mouth and shit falling out
Landing flat is what you’re about
And you’re taken when you hesitate

what I’ve seen would break a man
so I channel all the beasts I can
totems to protect my fractured mind

hearing pathetic woes
of the ones who walk on tippy toes
makes me want to slaughter to unwind

But I must be civilized
following these plans devised
to fold us into bleating herds of wool

sheared, naked, shivering
your own coat you’re delivering
while I refuse to play the fucking fool

Don’t follow me on this trip
blaze your own trail and mental slip
set the world on fire your own way

judge me and you judge yourself
your soul sold and there’s nothing left
you never want to come outside and play

This vehicle of flesh and bone is scorching down to ash
when it’s done don’t bury me, just throw me in the trash

To come to terms with life
Means you’ve identified your death
Means you’ve found meaning in your breath
But do not accept the sentence
Do not ever rest

You’ve identified the enemy
It will swallow you in entropy
It will sit waiting for the inevitable breakdown of sanity
But sanity is the enemy of your enemy in the light
And you have to be crazy to continue with this fight

The enemy of my Enemy
May not be a friend to me
May share the same enmity
That created my first enemy

The filth will come
the truth is now
can not be erased

Vile the hand
led by the head
that shined so bright before

Rotting away
the accolades
starved forever more

I want you to fall to me
warping ’till you break
nothing left but hell and fear
A taste of all your victim’s hate!

The bonds they hold
the web you wove
the husk you will leave

corrupt the beauty
you create
a hell so soft inside

another touch
another day
another left tossed aside

a broken one
a trusting one
Now it’s time to DIE

I want you to fall to me
warping ’till you break
nothing left but hell and fear
A taste of all your victim’s hate!

The pieces left
they linger on
reminding you of what was

How many lives
each are the knives
Cut the truth into your skin

Reality
the final cut
that brings you wide awake

all are gone
who sheltered you
and now the pain begins

I want you to fall to me
warping ’till you break
nothing left but hell and fear
A taste of all your victim’s hate!