

Civilizations OutcryIm just a fad, Not a burden, Just a thorn in your side.Civilizations Outcry
Im the truth, im the fear, im the image, of soceity.
I am Burning, You cant barter. I am seething, you cant trade. I am me, and u cant buy me. I aint being played now for you.
Im the spoken,
Not the peace, The loud outcry, of my peers.
Im gunna touch it,
Im gunna take it, Im gunna steal it, make cities fall.
And when i see you,
YOU WILL FEAR ME MORE !
'cause.
I am Burning, You cant barter. I am


RuInEdIm burning hate, fuelled by desire. Im just killing time now. Pure confusion, confiscation, but i know what i want. Can i have both and be called alive.. ?RuInEd
I just want both these. So selfishly im thinking now ! But there is a compromise that holds me back with open palm, so im waiting, wishing. Im looking at the possibility, and then i'll run to it !
I get a sickly feeling ! When i remember it, when i see it happening all around me. When i hear what gets spoken. Ignorance.
I picture the darkness, the one that gave such jo


Futile ExistanceEndless doors, empty rooms. The polished floor of a deserted corridor. Not a breath of air, nor a whisper of sound. Nothings changed since in this desolate place.Futile Existance
The Organised mess that once crowded these corridors, Simply swept clean and thrown out. The Endless murmur of thoughts upon the wind, Silenced by the overpowering distortion.
A single mural remains. Plastered onto wood that calls itself "Door". Brand new this door is. Only recently opened, Yet it already has its label. "Memories".
It never closes properly, And not a single key I posse


Under Lock And KeyI walked a field last night. Trod a great long path. Light was not clear, nor was the sound calling me.Under Lock And Key
A field of red and pink, of gristle, flesh and bone. A scream of screaming torment, a test of my inner self.
The screams of the battle torn, those ravaged and broken. Tempting screams of help, cries of failure and pain.
I walk on, oblivious, or choosing not to be weakend. Focusing on my goal, Aiming for the head.
My lust is not to listen, not to feel what others do. My strength is to pass, where other
havent heard from you in a while. What you been up too?
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Questionging logic, Redefining life $$$ ?? can a higher plane of existance be reached without enlightenment ? Questions of the torn.
havent heard from you in a while. What you been up too?
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