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Life Time

Driving this meat machine that’s somehow twice my age
It bears the scars and fractures of a vessel for my rage.

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

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Shadow People

One-touch
The light comes on
The strength returns
The doubt is gone

I can run forever

One breath
The pain is gone
Doubt disappears
Nothing is wrong

I can run forever

To live
We first must die
One clean Stab
We open the eye

I can see forever

Alive
No rules apply
Fire-powered machine
And the world will fry

I will live forever

In time
My brothers arrive
Whispering to me
That the plan goes live

I have lost forever

Bleeding out
The lights turn off
Slipping to abyss
With Kalashnikov

I am the never

…

But I remember the shadow people
I remember the shadow people
I remember the shadow people
I remember the shadow people

I can live forever

They speak
Whisper to me
Another little touch
A can be

I will burn forever

Ride edges
They call to me
Planning my demise
I need to see

Into the forever

But I remember the shadow people
I remember the shadow people
I remember the shadow people
I remember the shadow people

Constant companions
Do they die when I sleep
Do they walk when awake
must maintain for their sake

I remember the shadow people
I remember the shadow people
I remember the shadow people
I remember the shadow people

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Heresy in Death

The afterlife is a huge plane, not flat.
There are plateaus
The plateaus are as large as needed; each is a realm protected by the gods of the past and of the now.
Power is that of will, boosted by the faith of the followers
The vast valleys between the plateaus are filled with the faithless dead
, the faithless dead die again and again, lacking the divine protection of the realms of the plateaus
And there is hunger
that can cause one to consume the bodies of the dead souls. This can nourish as well as corrupt. The act of nourishing happens when healing your fellow dead. Corruption from consuming.

Your power can be increased through the faith of your followers. But they cannot be told this in the beginning. Only voluntary faith creates the connection between the faithful and the bright one.

Bright one must protect.
can start raising a plateau.

The dark ones feed and warp those they consume into twisted parodies of the souls they were in life.

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Enemy of my Enemy

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

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

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Mesh

The stars will fall
Heaven will hear
the gravity of our distaste

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!