Morpheus come to me
Embrace me into your realm
Where dream resides
Where despair is a trace
Inhale the opium vapors
Delight in its haze
Wallow in intoxication
Seek out the oblivion
Delirium is at its toes
Chasing me murderously
Waiting for my guts to spill
Further blind me to the truth
Death lick my wounds
Clot out the bloody flesh
Consume the continual destruction
Of the fiber of my very being
Rendezvous with desire
Stoke up the white hot flame
Of my encumbered spirit
Release it from destiny's bind
Morpheus come to me
Capsulate me to a trance
There I'll seduce the tranquility
Rape my elusive sanity
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
Monday, June 13, 2005
In Death's Mercy
Death you thief
You've stolen my world
There's no damned thing
That I could call my own
Such is the antipathy I feel
For your shameless pretense
Further is my veiled envy
To the souls liberated by you
Why does it have to be me
Who was always punished
By the seemingly never-ending
String of anguish and woe
Why does it have to be me
Who had to carry the burden
Of such a bitter misfortune
Of a tragic deprivation
You have pained me well
I can imagine you gloating
Over my earthly carcass
Delighting in my agony
Slit my throat now
Warm your filthy hands
With my noxious blood
I am at your disposal
You've stolen my world
There's no damned thing
That I could call my own
Such is the antipathy I feel
For your shameless pretense
Further is my veiled envy
To the souls liberated by you
Why does it have to be me
Who was always punished
By the seemingly never-ending
String of anguish and woe
Why does it have to be me
Who had to carry the burden
Of such a bitter misfortune
Of a tragic deprivation
You have pained me well
I can imagine you gloating
Over my earthly carcass
Delighting in my agony
Slit my throat now
Warm your filthy hands
With my noxious blood
I am at your disposal
Thursday, June 02, 2005
Fata Morgana
Purge my emotions out
Of this four-chambered vessel
Hold fast to this foolishness
That has been fostered by an illusion
Wake up from this I must
This could be nothing more than
A mere figment of my imagination
A dream that conjured up in my mind
And took form in my twisted reality
Self-preservation is mine to achieve
I only have myself to swear by
To be betrayed by one is like
Being fed with lies by the world itself
Hitherto I myself am deceived
By my very own consciousness
I am left with no other choice
But to murder the voice inside
Giving way to a truer embodiment
Not that the populace would notice
Not that the cosmos would give a damn
You did not see me before
So how and why would you see me now?
Of this four-chambered vessel
Hold fast to this foolishness
That has been fostered by an illusion
Wake up from this I must
This could be nothing more than
A mere figment of my imagination
A dream that conjured up in my mind
And took form in my twisted reality
Self-preservation is mine to achieve
I only have myself to swear by
To be betrayed by one is like
Being fed with lies by the world itself
Hitherto I myself am deceived
By my very own consciousness
I am left with no other choice
But to murder the voice inside
Giving way to a truer embodiment
Not that the populace would notice
Not that the cosmos would give a damn
You did not see me before
So how and why would you see me now?
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