zondag 22 maart 2009

THE BLEEDING GUN (The things accumulated in the night)

Her womb’s like a bleeding gun
She runs by night
Changes by night
Knows the power of the night

All these men
Gazing eyes
Gaping eyes
Money in the pocket
She can’t be denied

Time can surely reshape the form of ones dreams
Time’s unstoppable
You can push and push
but it will move on and on

Dirty linens
Lit cigarettes
Cheap words
Cheap wine
It once felt so very wrong
Those days are long gone

The power of the will to survive
The power of perseverance
The power of endurance
Sometimes we feel so alone
Just one breath and you’re gone

ABANDON SHIP ABANDON SHIP!!

Abandon ship!
Abandon ship!
The rich and prosperous first
Run, run, run disregard you metal hip
No lifeboats for the meek and lucid
No swimming vests for the dissidents
The selfish pushes a child to the side
She’s left behind with the rats
and the clutter
The metal titan
the floating behemoth does the belly flip
Abandon ship!
Abandon ship!

FIX ME UP

Embrace
Patterns shift
Fix me
Erratically
We bloom
Croon
Fix me up
Sort me out
Embrace our fatality
Render equality
Life
We breathe
Forgive
Cease
Exist
That’s it

zaterdag 14 maart 2009

ANOTHER REJECTION IN THE LAND OF NO NO

I never asked for much
For I never received much any way
It feels weird
It feels like you have to ask permission
to feel good about yourself

I eat myself
Swallow myself
I’m helping the cannibals devour me

Rejection here
Rejection there
Rejection’s the pinnacle
No’s always looming
Everywhere

Growing up smiling less and less
Adolescent euphoria
Conquered by disappointment
and desperateness

Rejected by her
Rejected by them
Rejections from opened letters
Rejected again and again
All hope turned to tatters

donderdag 12 maart 2009

IKEA ALMOST WENT

So the darkness has entered our kitchen
The Trojan horse finally comes out to play
For years and years it cultivated
while the left wing politically correct fascists
looked the other way

Doctrines to make warped souls
more warped en bend
Ikea almost went

Where is the remote control?
Let watch another episode of “The Bold”
Let’s walk in pace
and do what you’re told

There’s no peace in this
There’s no PEACE in this
This is a dark dominion
This is how Hades sings his songs

You will receive that which you tolerate
To tolerate the intolerable
will be the high cost if living
You will understand where it all went wrong
Only when a scorned Earth
and all is gone

zondag 1 maart 2009

A HINT OF YOU

Please stay
Please stay
Don’t fade away
Don’t burn the curve at the cost of me

Now
Four walls and a roof
I would settle for just a hint of you
And when everything’s crumbled into dust
Particles can be found dancing in your heart

Open your eyes
I’m here to savour you
To fight the dark sky
Until it turns blue

woensdag 25 februari 2009

JUST A GLASS OF WINE AND YOU’LL CONFESS EVERYTHING

The effects take hold, shape and form
Can’t hold back this awkward behaviour
I take another sip and try to figure what went wrong
I witnessed the flower blossom
but now it’s gone

I’m on bended knees
In shards and splinters
a token for you
I wish you were here singing that elevating tune

Will I drift beyond the edge of sanity?
Every breath I draw feels like it’s being squeezed out of me
I’m a pawn of my own game
Being pushed out over the edge
and erased out of my own frame

It’s not only your tears that draw out my confession
You made me taste it and it tasted like heaven
My reality is spinning in uncertainty
The stakes are high
But there’s nothing here to win for me
Reality bites hard
While the Universe takes a back seat
Leaving me unbalanced unabashed
and brazen

Stale and pale with the notion of surrendering
Everything’s coughed up for me
You draw your certainty from this
And from the ones
whom never eluded you
You were the only one
Sailing home in gratitude

How many bricks must we lay before we have a road?
Can Man truly harshness the kingdom in the screaming of a toad?