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Final
Sermon
FIST
Verbal devastation....can RIP
between lips. Tear through facade, wrench the HEART, IMPALE THE SOUL!!
Bone crushing syllables render
helpless flesh;
POMPOUS! FETAL LUMP!
Compressed and without balance.
Slice the box and part the sides and look inside!
HOLLOW-GUTTED-PUPPET-THAT
WAS-ONCE A-VICIOUS-GENIUS (2X)
I don't know you anymore.
We used to go round for round your
scalpel tongue slicing my paper pride. My hammer mind smashing thru your
plaster walls....
Now a helpless GOD.
RUFF
YOU THINK YOU'RE ROUGH! ROUGH!
(3X)
YOU THINK YOU'RE ROUGH!
GOT ALL THE MUTHER FUCKING
ANSWERS, CALLING ALL THE SHOTS AND TAKING ALL THE CHANCES. CAN'T
YOU SEE; THIS PRIMAL ENERGY, GRINNING DISASTER AND SCATTERING YOUR
ASHES!
ROUGH!
SWOLLEN PSYCHOTIC NECROMANCER,
CHEWING BROKEN GLASS WITH SOUL AS BLACK AS CANCER, CAN'T YOU SEE, YOU
MEAN AS MUCH TO ME, AS A THREE DOLLAR 'HO MAKING MONEY ON HER KNEES
...
YOUR PERCEPTION FLAT AND DULL
... PLANTING HATRED IN MY SKULL!
SWOLLEN!
SEETHING!
SICKNESS!
YOU THINK YOU'RE ROUGH!
BIG REPUTATION AS A D.J., I
DON'T KNOW WHERE TO BEGIN TO PEEL YOUR SKIN. ALL YOU ARE IS A
WANNABE MUSICIAN, AFRAID TO TAKE A PULL AND SAMPLE WHAT YOU'RE MISSING
...
ROUGH!
A LITTLE HITLER ON A MISSION,
TALKING TO YOURSELF CAUSE NOBODY WILL LISTEN, HOW MANY WILL YOU OFFEND
TO COMPREHEND, ALONE AND BOBBING IN AN OCEAN OF YOUR PISSING ...
SPINE REPLACED WITH ICE ...
BONES REPLACED WITH STRAW ...
SPINE REPLACED WITH ICE!
SWOLLEN, SEETHING, SICKNESS ...
WEAKNESS!
GOD TO
ME
You'll never be GOD TO ME!!
She's coming over for the, final
poking thru the ashes. My last gasp, her gills pucker, before my
out of water waiting ... waiting ...
YOU'LL NEVER BE GOD TO ME!
EVERY COBWEB OF OUR EXISTENCE,
BURNED DOWN I CAN FEEL HER ADVANCING, WITH EVERY INCH STILL CLOSER,
YES I ... PANIC AT EVERY RED LIGHT ...
CLOSING ...
YOU'LL NEVER BE GOD TO ME!
In my blood it races with her car
excites her feeding frenzy. Spitting spite and barbed hook blase',
mood nets of her indifference ...
She leaves me writhing ...
She leaves me gutted ...
She leave me THRASHING!!!
She shakes my hand ...
Slips thru my teeth ...
Out of my life, out of my life,
out of my life ...
These walls are empty ...
These walls are tomb-like ...
These walls are tomb-like.
BRUISIN'
As they beat his head in,
right there on Jehovah's doorstep right in front
of me I wondered....
How does all the skin connect even
inside?
Spilled out by a crowbar in the
night? (2X)
Right before me like an asphalt
offering makes me think
My sanity is my careful
ignorance. (2X)
This violence makes me giddy,
this time airwaves right in front
I think of comic books and
torches lit upon my grave (2X)
I thought I saw his ghost
explode the first soul LIKE A SUNVOLT SCREECHING!
Ghosts of course are faulty
cloaks worn by the SOUL!! (2X)
I floor it.
X-7
Nightsun.
My void is filled with angel
wings. Feathers, feathers ... don't breathe.
Cold stainless LIGHT, an angry
personal sun spies outside the window....
Dream inside a dream, inside a
dream, inside a dream, inside a dream....
They show me things, ugly
things, falling down disgrace.
Was I bad?
All they had to do was ASK,
NOT TAKE.....
Show me your BONES, you
spindly-skinny FUCKERS POINT to your
SPINES trapped OWLS. (2X)
NO need to coax it ... no need
... I'll spill my OWN seed, thank you ...
Send fractions of my soul,
worming thru the stars ...
As stalkers slide their filthy
fear thru my sleep...
Reality rubbed RAW, left
with wounded question marks
And strangled in denial ...
Hold me, cradle my disease ...
they're here always. (2x)
I caught a glimpse of the
NIGHTSUN ...
MAGNET
(EAT, SLEEP!......breathe;
SLACK.....)
MY MIND'S A CONTRADICTION,
ONE SHARD OF TRUTH, I DISAPPEAR MY
MIND IS TOSSED BY ADOLESCENT FEARS...
VULTURES AT MY BACK!
MY SHOULDER SOAKED WITH TEARS!
Is mercy so concrete, that I
must risk my life? Passion seems a
substitute for REVENGE sometimes ...
Confiding in a stranger, the
know are DEAD inside my HEAD, confusion engulfs my irrational thought
...
Silence only breeds discomfort!
(2X)
Gnawing thru, beliefs in a
conscious exchange of emotion, only to find that, YES INDEED you were
RIGHT!!
ALWAYS ON THE OUTSIDE LOOKING
IN! (3X)
It's the ...
it's the ...
it's the SMILES ...
it's the SMILES (4X)
it's the smiles that keep us
going ... don't you think?
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