all hope is gone

all hope is gone
I am the reason your future suffers.
I am the hatred you won't embrace.
I am the worm of a pure distinction.
I am the remedy, spit in my face!
All your lies and wars are out-dated.
All your subjects are dulling mind games.
I can rattle off a million other reasons why
but doesn't matter when the only thing we love will die.


The wretched are the wounded,
The hungry starved to death.
At a place where no-one goes,
the air itself is a final breathe.
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# Posted on Saturday, 26 July 2008 at 1:41 PM

psychosocial

Go drill your gases,
Go dig your graves
Then fill your mouth
With all the money you will save
Sinking in, getting smaller again
I'm done, it has begun
I'm not the only one


And the reign will kill us all,
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me

Oh, there are cracks, in the road we lay
But will it ever fill?
The secrets have gone mad!
This is nothing new,
But would we kill it all?
The hate was all we had

Who needs another mess?
We could start over
Just look me in the eyes
And say I'm wrong
Now there's only emptiness,
But I'm missing something
I think we're done
I'm not the only one!


And the reign will kill us all,
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me

THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!

psychosocial
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# Posted on Saturday, 19 July 2008 at 1:59 PM

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Have you ever found the one
You've dreamed of all you're life
You'd do just about anything to look into
Their eyes
Have you finally found the one
You've given you're heart to
Only to find that one wont give their heart to you
Have you ever closed you're eyes and
Dreamed that they were there
And all you can do is wait
For that day when they will care


Life gives you what you want
But then just takes it away from you
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# Posted on Tuesday, 03 June 2008 at 1:46 PM
Edited on Tuesday, 03 June 2008 at 1:56 PM

whats left of the flag

whats left of the flag
His eyes they close
and his last breath spoke
he had seen all to be seen
a life once full
now an empty vase
wilt the blossums
on his early grave
]walk away me boys
walk away me boys
and my morning we'll be free
wipe that golden tear
from your mother dear
and raise what's left
of the flag for me
then the roserly beads
count to 1 2 3
fell apart as they hit the floor
in a garb of black
we must pay respect
to the color we were born to mourn
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# Posted on Sunday, 23 March 2008 at 11:00 AM
Edited on Wednesday, 26 March 2008 at 1:02 PM

Devils dancefloor

Devils dancefloor


Her breath began to speak
As she stood right in front of me
The colour of her eyes
Were the colour of insanity
Crushed beneath her wave
Like a ship, I could not reach her shore
We're all just dancers on the Devil's Dance Floor

Well swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o
Swing a little more, a little more next to me
Swing a little more, little more o'er the merry-o
Swing a little more, on the Devil's Dance Floor
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# Posted on Sunday, 23 March 2008 at 10:54 AM
Edited on Wednesday, 26 March 2008 at 1:07 PM