Knowing the source
To this fountain of sorrow
Reveals the depths of your being
Each tear a path
From your soul to your cheek
Running to a quiver
Of lips yet to speak
To a trembling chin
Trying to utter the sins
That present you thus
Before me
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Tell me
What’s on your mind
What is the nature
Of the crime
That stirs your very core
Is this heartbreak a loss
Of love
Or the cost
Of actions
You use to deceive me
Identity
It’s who I am
It’s what I am
It’s what I have
It’s what belongs to me
It’s what I feel
Not what is real
Unless of course
You see me pleased
See, I don’t care
And I don’t share
And you’re the burden
Inside my lair
So do what I say
And stay out of my way
As I let my chaos reign
’cause
It all makes sense to me
’cause
I want you
To do what I want
I want you
To beg
To grovel
And shake
’cause
I want you
Naked and screaming
I want you
In anguish
And ready to hate
For it is my cause
Caws
Caws
Caws
…
I will get in to your head
Take your bleeding heart
Set you on a course
That you cannot depart
I set these words in motion
As a warning
Not a dare
I tried to give you a direction
And you returned with a blank stare
I told you not to climb
To the point of no return
But you will not listen
I told you at the top
You will only crash and burn
Yet you remain persistent
I guess that you’re a child
Who doesn’t want to be a kid
I guess you’ll learn the hard way
Like I did
Free fools
Three words
And paper cuts
I can feed your illusions
Alleviate the confusion
With a sweet taste of fantasy
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I can shroud you in darkness
Force you to cry and confess
With a promise of ecstasy
*
I can make you wish
I can make you believe
I can make you steal
I can make you deceive
But that’s not the way
I love
There’s a melancholic madness
Behind this virtual facade
Where intimacy in its infancy
Is exploited by the mad
There’s an artificial intellect
Whose copies are near infinite
Collecting pieces of the past
Insuring nothing can be intimate
And so he watches
And observes
With facial features carved like stone
Thinking
If this is what the world is now
Then it’s best to be alone
As obsolete adolescents
Simply refuse to let go
Of their obsessions built in infancy
That they loop and then watch grow
Simple minds in ageing bodies
With all their trophies on a shelf
Feel no guilt as the guilty
Watch their pleasures and themselves
Death is instrumental
To all aspects of life
Making so many live in fear
As they try to buy more time
Simple fools
Desperate for messiahs
Miracles of science
They long for the eternal
And forget to live
He sang for a crow
Yet married a vulture
Picking at his bones
Even once they’d turned to ash
Not the scavenger
He had predicted
Not the murder
He had seen
He tied the knot
She strung the noose
We lost the legend
And she hopped away
Gilded
I have witnessed
Worlds of deceit
Falling apart
Their crumbling vanity
Chemically enhanced
Setting the stage
For their requiem
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A time to remember
Came to an end
As a stream of noise
Became a torrent
Constant frequencies
Moronic undertones
Outraged overlords
Taking mediocrity
And turning it insane
**
Be the mirror
Force them to reflect
On the mindless whores
That they’ve become
Publicize
Don’t demonize
And the truth
Will change
Their game
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See this world
For what it is
And save what can be saved
From the fashioning of life
Dictating thought
With forced agenda
Killing acts
To Make the numbers
And feigning passion
To kill the flame
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