Inside my mother’s womb,doomed to return to the tomb.
Or was it from the dead I was raised?
All too soon to pay, on judgement day,
Is this beginning or the ending,
Died sinning, still winning, still grinning.
This ending, verdict still pending, born pretending,
Three-hundred billion men, women, and children.
Deja vu, could be I’m dreaming,
But we all ask for divine reason,
While still breathing, and until leaving.
Who? , what? , when? where? , how?
But most of all why?
Is like cotton dolls, bird feathers and marbles
Diamonds and sea shells, sown the size of cartwheels
Throwin' large portraits of Maharaja you walk
Suzy got shot in the sternum, watch the spear
Stab you wit a 12 inch knife, behind the ear
Then leave the scene in slow motion, one red
Sasquatch, Yeti, battalion wit one head
Stash of cloth, bits of paper, pieces of string
Mighty long carrots in the spring
Recite on the new brick stones, steel and concrete
The weakest of gun fights like the last days of Long Beach
A jewel don't match, a helmet full of gold dust
You got, people blast me wit rose
Flied out bones, they scatter and grow wit molds
The honest man, is the cookie man and his clothes
Lay bitches splat in a circle around the war hawk
Stir fried vegetables, marshmallow's cloakin' it
Crops meant to hurt you, eight sugars, snap peas
While I crept up on the ribs to buy a deed
You're stuck on a ship in a bottle, quite unique
You live inside my painting and move once a week
I switched the art around, my friends are gettin' suspicious
I switched the art around, my friends are gettin' suspicious
The ballot of Mr. Edward Hyde, crook as Scrooge
Hooligans and scallywags, crickets and ice cubes
Shiny red tricycle, a rhinoceros skull
Old captain flag, standin' in the hole
M.C.'s is dull, phantom in the steam
Brought the engine clean, world ain't what it seems
Slinky falls down the stairs, can't forget that
Chase you wit a pink axe, bullets, you get gift wrapped
Mud crew over the house, hot moistures
Found a black wallet in a bucket of blue oysters
I'm in the air like the ozone, bubble gum snow cones
Raccoon in the yard, layin' wit drug bones
That's how I roll palms, Godsy wit the drug lord
Off wit the soldier's daughter, swallow the love nun
This being of age old grace, architect Holocaust
Moss back, Antideluvian data plate
Embedded and preserved, expired, current departed
Lyrics crash across ya head, now unzippen ya face
Former antique, kissing crocodiles, flight bound
Tear open ya flesh like presents and thinner nightgowns
Tut slow down, you'll never catch Mr. Applebee
In some flaming town, you'll bury yaself, the greediest
Death before riches, kingdom of good barbarians
Circumstances of development leading up to the previous
Where the day takes you, placed within the sun
Crush all the village cowards, devour 'til sin is done
One bag of bones, children gather, Easter egg hunt
Afterwards, fruit, bon-bons and safari punch
Branded hollow planet, period of adjustment
Back to the hanging gardens and lavish the fake lunch
Plantation memories, stone monolith choicebound
Hoist down the use of human beings of voice sound
In the prairie fields, the poppies blow
All the crosses, row and row
They are the dead, short days ago
They lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow
The torch be yours, to hold it high
If ye break faith with us, who dies?
Loved and were loved, and now they lie
cuz they didn't live life, from the ground to the sky
let the dead bury their dead, the wasteful son
You caught 'em wit a bucket of blood, down in Damascus
Eighty eight back flips, stack chips and write
Though eye is the organ of sight, I cracked it twice
Tripped to oblivious, slaughter you in the rut
While you worship what you know not what, your crew's snuff
I battle til my brain shuts off, the street's left you
A strange man kept you, he crept through a can of beans
Bone dust suffer, rap protein forever
And eat to reality, gun you down in a tragedy
Somethin' from the nightmare realm, abnormality
God I pray you can give me a purpose or help me find it
Cause on this narrow path of self-damnation, I can't find it
Is it somethin I need to know, some way I need to grow
to get out of this rut, God give me some self-trust
Love is somethin I'm lookin for but I've found it, or have I?
I wanna live but can I, or do I have to die to?
I try to, have life but my life seems kinda worthless
as I'm starin at this puddle
This one's ok, not as great as some of my other stuff.
I've been gone for quite awhile now.
I've been caught in denile now.
I don't know where I'm going.
Can You Help me? I'm not knowing.
My Guilt, Is it showing?
So, If you love somebody why not set them on fire?
So,I saw your dad,
And I was mad.
So I slit his tires.
All alone with myself but i am never lonely.
Schizophrenic tendencies are growing up inside.
Can no one save me from the one i am soon to be?
In a closet the doors are closed but from him i cant hide.
The darkness flows inside of me from this unpuer soul
darkness feels my every pour my blood begins to boil
The darknes three times i've mentioned here
brings my heart to fill with fear
i'm turning into someone else a monster without a consience
deliver me from this evil Oh Lord do I pray,
for I can not take another minute'
another hour, another day.
for in this soul lies a temptest
dying to let live
between the realms, I beg thee guidiance
to save this soul from sin
To save this soul from wanting
much more than i dare say
To save this soul from its taunting.
and keep this loathsome desire far away
Deliever me from this evil, Oh Lord i do pray
For i could not take another minute,
another hour, another day.
For in this soul lied a temptest,
now dead to let live
Between the realms, of light and darkness,
i beg thee to forgive
THE SIN
BY: Tasha Mary
sorry about the above. i clicked submit reply before i was done with it.
Originally posted by rogue938
deliver me from this evil Oh Lord do I pray,
for I can not take another minute'
another hour, another day.
for in this soul lies a temptest
dying to let live
between the realms, I beg thee guidiance
to save this soul from sinTo save this soul from wanting
much more than i dare say
To save this soul from its taunting.
and keep this loathsome desire far awayDeliever me from this evil, Oh Lord i do pray
For i could not take another minute,
another hour, another day.
For in this soul lied a temptest,
now dead to let live
Between the realms, of light and darkness,
i beg thee to forgive
THE SIN
BY: Tasha Marysorry about the above. i clicked submit reply before i was done with it.
wow....that was beautiful...how long did that take you to make???
fox
chemical imbalance, skeletons stay suffice
midnight skulk, skulls frozen in ice
money the root of evil spent on the power of the dice
Zeus, Krishna, Saturn, Yahweh, God whoever you call
is a spiritual bond but not the cause of humanities fall
God and politics dont combine, like playing hockey with a croquet ball
we increase yet decrease, debate in the assembly hall
forums, vatican, collosium, we all just brawl
intellectually or with force like pins against the bowling ball
moot about matter, and wish not to get the boot
a million paths, but which one is the true route?
your encephalon breaking, sirens like a pursuit
no need to salute, no need for a gun to shoot
minutes turn to hours, hours to days, days to years
get the shit straight and dont forget to wash your ears
feedback please 😖
I'm futher. Futher from myself, when I'm next to you.
When I run to you. I'm futher. Futher from myself, when i'm next to you.
When I run to you.
I admit when i submit to you. I see all the selfish thing i do.
I'm futher from myself when i'm next to you. When i run to you.
Futher from my future. Futher from my past.
Futher from my doubts. Further from my fears.
Futher from temptation I face through out my years.
Futher from agitation. Futher from disstraction.
The reaction of the dissatisfaction of others actions
Futher from myself. Futher from flesh.
Futher from my birth, and I'm futher from my death.
Originally posted by hh?
chemical imbalance, skeletons stay suffice
midnight skulk, skulls frozen in ice
money the root of evil spent on the power of the dice
Zeus, Krishna, Saturn, Yahweh, God whoever you call
is a spiritual bond but not the cause of humanities fall
God and politics dont combine, like playing hockey with a croquet ball
we increase yet decrease, debate in the assembly hall
forums, vatican, collosium, we all just brawl
intellectually or with force like pins against the bowling ball
moot about matter, and wish not to get the boot
a million paths, but which one is the true route?
your encephalon breaking, sirens like a pursuit
no need to salute, no need for a gun to shoot
minutes turn to hours, hours to days, days to years
get the shit straight and dont forget to wash your earsfeedback please 😖
hmm.. its different, not sure what it means though.