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| Miscellaneous Chaos Theory The theory is here Evolutions is at its end What do I have to fear? What do you have to say? A dreamy spec of light A hope that never shined so bright But in a world of hysteria We all breath a synthetic malaria On a chemical imbalance we move Only maximizing what we can do. The person next to you Doesn’t mean a thing to you Chaos Theory Desire unleashed What do you see? Something that was not me A beast something I will not let rise A creature of brimstone and hellish gold Of fire and destruction Doesn’t make for a good human introduction. Leviathan An algorithm for human ways To show off their hate feed into their senses To eventually suffer in their pretenses A machine a system a device For them to follow And the tribal hand that can guide them to a tomorrow Bring them away from a broiling hate Where Devils and war machines masticate On the flesh of the innocent With its 5 fingers Conformed to a state A figure a symbol designed to linger Remain on the flesh, the mind, the flag, the walls the time. The palm grasp all wisdom take in everything one can. The thumb to stabilize and govern to take a firm stand The adjacent finger set at a pinch pride and set to a solution The Middle finger curved and perfected ready to help the adjacent in any arduous destination. The Ring and pinky set to complete the hand both tendons fused. To set this strength and Courage symbol ready for a ruse a fight a pride to destroy a lie. The Tribal will reign over the innocent. And as Chaos engulfs the Tribal Hand will bring along a path the innocent must endeavor. Do not run astray lest they be dismembered Inside and out. This will guide thee bring you to home the love the things a human most needs.. Chaos Theory…..will bleed.
Perfect State of Mind Move in an out Of space and time Move all about Through out your minds. The four armies came to meet him The four armies came to bury him He was deemed an enemy an enemy with blind eyes. The four horsemen where in his bosom The four horsemen would rise The four of them shouldn’t Be alive. He was an innocent man He did what he can When men have their hate set There is no persuasion to get them to forget He ran through the desert searching for life All he needed was to hear the twin suns singing at night All the calm that came to him And the fear instilled in them. He laid down his head and said “you may kill me but you just prove my point “You may enslave me torture me and show off my corpse but you won’t have the end of me or my will. Not without a fight.” So as they dragged him around showing off an instinct that only brings their egos down. The sands of time destroyed their city the earth claimed what was rightfully hers. God came that night…God saved a life. Innocence gone. You can hear the words singing at the wind. You can hear the injustice that has befallen this Zen. There is no way to get back. Only one-way is to accept what is…negative aspects…annihilate. Eradicate. And illuminate and exculpate the unholy fate of hate. The four armies cannot not be. The four horsemen don’t exist in me him or you. Move in through time and space See what you find…..twin suns with a solar flare burn And elliptical turn and those bright cool jewels with a supernova so blue. Start over anew. With the emotions you once knew. A perfect mind state
Spiders and Snakes and Black Roses. And every time that sit in this room alone I’m not thinking about how to get away or be on my own I’m not thinking the sad thoughts anymore I just watch the spider crawl across my phone. All the rose black petals that wilt on the windows sill It’s the hour about to go sour. I can feel this making me ill for the window blows not as a winter chill As I lay down to think about time and outer space I can feel the creature in my own psychological wake As the sun beats down on the rose I get up ready to go To find a better day not in this place Only to find out that the spider has rested on my face. I fear no creature nor death But such a creature so innocent Should not be instinctively bent searching for life on my own bed. I carry it far out harms way to place where it makes its home out of my way To find another day. To which I say ‘I have helped someone I have cured somehow this phobia doesn’t bother me now.’ I turn back to the way of my time Only to see that the black rose is dying Black rose I kill you slow Black rose I did not even know Black rose wont you please let me go? Or are your petals starting to show? Spiders and snakes come from a distance place One does the tricks and the others do harm Which do you pick as humanly scar? Well spiders and snakes take me to that distant place Spiders will trick you but snakes will let you die Which one will you pick neither is going let you rise. Take me to that distant place Where the only thing I can feel is the tribal hand on my face Lay me to rest…..with my guardian Icon. I’m tired of associating with this I can’t I wont associate with this anymore I admit I helped a spider….I helped a liar. I’m ready to set this afire But there’s not much I can do. Not much I can say To speak against snakes and spiders black roses or the human race……..ok. And every time I sit in this room alone I’m not thinking about how to get away or be on my own. I’m not thinking the sad thoughts anymore….
Me Myself and the world Power strength Iron Rust These are things that make my bones Crunch Arise flames Red engage The part I show to the world to get up out of ruts 6 pointed star, silver, crescent Shows that life to me is all iridescent. Trust lust senseless touch Something that I lack but dont care much Courage honor desire ambition This is my war now my war against attrition War, Steel tip bullets, swords, encore. Determined I am I have dreams and more. Happiness serenity Eclesiatic-ness Eternity All the things I need to obtain the winning score Music melody confusion harmony Where all my thoughts come together to fuse into one. The dunes of eternity guide me towards the sun. And I head to my Elysium The
solar flares lick my skin as I look on with a Disturbed looking Grin. I only see
tribal flames and drawn out shades of gray. On the paper that represents the
Godsmack incandescent ness. The moody tunes that I listen to bring out the
determined soul inside. O no I decide not to hide. I come to say one thing
today. "To those who thought I couldn't make it here. There's
nothing left to fear. There's nothing left to hear but my own words and say
something that will forever burn. Let it burn like a cadence from the vocal
verbs let it ringeth. And to those that oppose me and to those who would
expose me You are a bellicose a namenlos sanglos bunch something I need to
crush. O so Schlag ihnen ins Gesicht (Hit them in the face) Dich zerbricht
man nicht (No one breaks you) Zeig ihnen das man dich (show them that no
one breaks you
Traitor So you left us to die Spit on us as we cried for our lives In our time of need you left us Skewered our trust When we lost hope You profited from it When we crumbled You never forgot it We needed hope You set us up to choke Belligerence came to us And still you left us in the dust. Our nation was in need Set to bleed And you eradicated our creed One thing you left us with Is your evil seed Now we decreed for your soul to plead For forgiveness as we proceed To make you wish you were dead You destroyed us You destroyed me Now our nation cannot be What the others could see A land of prosperity We have nothing left to believe There is nor more peace Now your soul will be stained With the things that you say And all of your hate Will burn like your fiery fate You hurt me Your hurt us And we look at you with disgust Traitor we kill you Traitor I see right through you Traitor your death and torment will ensue As I subject you to Just judgment for all the things that you do I roll the dice to a two Snake eyes sufficed for my bounty on you I come for you You cannot hide or recluse No neither devil nor death will save you My sadness and rage burn o you don’t know Its hard to carry out Hamurabi’s code On a brethren who became cold I’m not in favor of a killer mode But you the anger that you sowed In me, will make your pride erode O I’m coming you better reload Cuz I wont go till you seem me explode And the nation you left to implode Just vengeance walks with me on this rode And I come to you bold But when I’m through there will be no ode For you who will be 6 ft below We brethren now warriors must fight For our rights I come to protect the light My nations wives, lives, husband and children’s prides The hope that you killed on site you worthless mite Now face me and smite The life that you hate Your best friend O out of those ashes I come again For you and for I Its time to die Traitor.
Nuclear Threat You held me close and at your side You kept me straight and so alive Keep my head up head up high Give me a chance to show my alibi Now its desolate barren dead O I still love it when you sing In my head The desert whistles that lovely tune I sing it sing it at the moon The sun rises for me To show me of what I am meant to be And now my raging happiness has set in To bring this world to its fin ISH I am a nuclear threat nuclear threat The eternal Projekt o so merciless I am a nuclear threat nuclear threat For a nation o so human less I am a nuclear threat nuclear threat Look out sun get ready to BURN! You left me here without your words Of why you make my heart burn I must continue continue on On the path that was never really wrong Before this year is finished and over I’m going to give you this four-leafed clover Ill find the reasons reasons why There was no Semper Fi Now get ready to ….cry? I am a nuclear threat nuclear threat The Eternal projekt o so merciless I am a nuclear threat nuclear threat For a nation o so human less I am a nuclear threat nuclear threat Look out sun get ready to BURN! Now you understand why I emulate you in my eyes I must know the reasons why I don’t care if the truth blinds This sounds like a song doesn’t it? Sounds like I have a lot of angry shhhhhiIT Nope nope and the song must end because Happiness my friend is coming to be my threat A NUCLEAR THREAT LOOK OUT SUN GET READY TO BURN!
God is Dead "God is Dead" God is dead that's what Nietzsche said however fucked in the head he was I looked at our race our lives our minds we're all the same no different we're all so distant. We look for individuality We try to come out of a normality. All we succeed in is brutality. We rape we pillage we plunder we bomb we scream we weep there is no more dream. The best thing a human does is sex and war, Lust and violence for this will be our great demise O! the sun WILL shine and the rain WILL fall but not till we have proven we are insignificantly small. Not until each person has tasted death's pain You think I'm horrible you call me terrible this is my hate of a fate I dont want to be a part of I've had enough. I watched as humans killed each other 6 million Jews men women and children burned and slaughtered for a belief that was labeled fodder for a faith that for thousands of years was to blame deemed satanic by name. I watched 2 million Armenians battered ruined and annihilated because they weren't accepted. I've watched everyone not deemed Christian burned alive at a stake people mutilated by those who are fake who cannot follow there own codes live and die in the name of God warring in his mode. I watched races persecuted I've seen people die but never have I seen the human race fly. I've watched as we entered foreign lands killed the innocent to kill terror that was at hand. Now America, the superpower, oblivion is at your command. the people must rise up and never disband kill their neighbor as if this was a mere game on our land. America love it or leave it. AMERICA YOU HAVE NO RHYME OR REASON Now I have anticipation I pray for the day. That I am taken away to an alien planet to watch the world burn as a nuclear fire churns. Look into my eyes see the words Anger, hate, happiness Sadness reflect in my mind. Oo Ill leave the humans to waste your time They'll deceive you disbelieve you impede you take you in their hands and eradicate you. "thine is mine" You and all of us are all slaves to design. There is no winds of divine. "Amerika Ist wunderbar" so many scars on our part Take a look is God Dead? Or is God you? Are you an idea? Will they flock to you at Judea? If so let me be your angel of death From your divine breath. No God is dead and alive He is waiting for us to die. So we must and so we shall for the universe's morale.
Armageddon (sequel to Elysium) Armageddon is spoken The mind must be left open For judgment or objective There is no room for subjective interpretation The Praetorians ride in Battle instilled Masculine drilled Killing pillaging fulfilling evil desires A glance over this empire of calligraphy curvy lined and well defined. Nothing was to bring the stone monuments jeweled condiments of the city down. The sun will rise the night will fall the birds will fly sing the same rhyme the sands still shift until the end of time. These walls and loyal subjects that protect and deject all enemies from this recalcitrant hive this independence has worked for you and for I. The night fell and the precious city burned like hell. The glass melted the stones cracked and turned everything black like the burned dead around the geometric arteries of a once beautiful city. The star that hung from this neck fell at my feet melted in the fire with my faith and out of it vengeance aspired to destroy and leave this place devoid of a mortal enemy. Shackled and chained this body was forced through the streets to burn because a thinking enemy is dangerous. Beaten, battered and bruised in the desert this body was used. They left me to die leaving me with the words "Semper Fi" To which I replied " Fi solus ille diablous" Lost and forgotten I crawled and crawled till the sands lick my wounds tasting my flesh wanting only the best dead. The words on my mind 'Dilculum de les Novellus Dies' only burned my time. Till I reached a forest where I met a spider. 'My name is anansi' you will come to know me' As the I healed anansi appealed and instilled a strength none could bare. It flowed through my veins annihilated the pain eradicated the vain and with nothing to lose and everything to gain. Solus is my name I set forth to stain my hands with blood I walked the desert holding a wielded 6 point star in my hand and the Angel of Death followed my path to my Final Question to an evil Solution. The day burned and my enemies turned their eyes to a blinding light. A destructive sand wave slaughtered their living days and a vengeful nuclear justice ended their evil ways. "Mihi vires es mihi anima. Dilculum de les Novellus Dies habere surgerum." Justice was done and the eclipsing suns burned away the past. Solus moved on, my name will always last.
Song And everyday its the same I cant look up at the stars. I cant seem to move on But this shit seems to go so far. (chorus) So this little place of apathy Is my world its my life This empire of calligraphy Is so sweet curvy lined and well defined
So now I want to feel alive Like a did last year for just a little while Blackness calls my own name Always tries to bring defame Now I see her own life burn in the flames of my insanity what a tragedy (chorus revised) So this little place of apathy Is helping my life Dont tell me I'm messed up because you never lived my life My melody is my only wife
And I we become as one under the desert sun where the time runs farther and farther into oblivion And I WANT NO MORE OF THIS PAIN SHUT THE FUCK UP YOUR SO INSANE My devils never hurt me But the angels that they war with always hurt me AND I FLY INTO THE SKY WHERE NOTHING CAN TOUCH ME and I fry my demise in the sun where the time run into oblivion (chorus) So this place of apathy Its my world its my life This empire of calligraphy Its so sweet and curvy lined and well defined So this little place of apathy Its helping my life Dont tell me I'm messed up You never lived my life my melody is my only wife.
Poem/story aka Stoem Moment of Zen As I looked to the sky it blackened like the locusts that hailed from the it many centuries ago. My life had become truth as well as a lie when the black roses sprouted in my garden and when my feet touched the polluted land. The once refreshing air had become stale and cold. The fields that I beheld were desolate and burned. As the eclipsed sun rose above with fiery glare the figure of him in my corn field stood there watching and reaping his harvest. Eyeless and dead bones and wings. Pale calcium like the coldness of the day that which is night. I walked towards him knowing who he was. The reaper of the souls like the woman who was had been the reaper of my heart. "where might I be?" I asked with a bored monotone and my less then enthusiastic appeal for the truth. I knew the truth to lie within him he was the truth as well as the fact. He could tell no lies about his lies but daynight gave verisimilitude and the black roses that sprout at his feet could poison the soul taint the eyes until you became the dying harvest that shall be reaped. "You are in the land of apathy were no emotions lie not even on the other side. Beyond that paled sun lies nothing but desolation and desecration. I am the lord of this land where you go I can follow you are my harvest and I must tend to you. Where you go from the harvest is my guess...look at yourself are you not what I have made you to be?" I looked at my feet in the polluted earth, the black roses had tenderly hugged my legs and the weeds binded me to this desolate place. "so I am to be reaped like other things here?" "Yes and I lied to you about the place you go. You from the harvest shall go to the watery place 3rd from the sun where you will wake up to find the same thing that you see here but this land of apathy is yours and the truth is yours to find out and give. This is your domain this is your mind." I looked up and the paled opaque sun came out to which I beheld the land of my happiness and the land of my truth and apathy. I ruled this place this is my world my crumbling empire that prospered underneath my angelic devilish light. Poem Elysium Woke up in my Elysium Colorful mass of stained glass An empire of continuum Never ending always bending To my whims and wishes Contradictions brings maledictions in turn brings benedictions Towers of stone and granite white Morph to the twisted colors of the night and the demonic shadows that become my might The sun rises over this place A new dawn for my ways a new day for my burned out shades of gray. To my left the temple of happiness to my right the temple of truth Enter my palace of apathy and look into the well of youth and know the things that you do. My loyal subjects bow and hail “A Hero our hero the one known as Baal. Save us you devilish angel save us from hell.” In Elysium there is a desert my desert Meus Bellum My wars of struggle an effort time to convert. Angels vs. demons which side should I choose? Neither all shall loose. And I leave the aftermath with not a scratch or a bruise My side wins my army of vigilance I ride home without belligerence but excellence Once again conquering emperor No mercy for enemies No place for you inside of me And the colorful mass of Stained glass Shines brighter than ever With the banner of my land and all rejoicing together Till night comes and my black wings grow out And For all my enemies to hear my shout the echoes about The dunes of my desert Rumble with thunder as the sky is torn asunder I avert my enemies’ eyes from the skies as they see I am the epitome of what I want to be I am the idealized god in my Elysium Then the sun rises again in this place An empire of continuum Then world knows why the evil flies in the sky to the apocalypse And Once again tranquility sets in In Elysium
Poem Society Burns I walked the streets one more time cold winter night chilling my mind saw her face one last time Myself filled with pride Trench coat on feeling the adrenaline vibe looked at the world through my chemical eyes Endorphins give me the ultimate prize of my killer high Sodium nerves shocking my mind Electrifying sensations send me on a miracle ride Locked and Loaded no regrets Life is going to be a shoot out call off all bets My fate is set I have lived my life to its best Theres nothing left not for me not for her And tonight well sit together and watch the world burn Im doing this for her. One way or another this is going to hurt. My ammo in the back my guns on the rack tonight I rage war on society because my life can end now and Ill die in pure ecstasy For her and for me And one more time Ill die but not before I fly fall from the sky in flames with the WOOHAS of my pain. They will forever know my name This is for her and one way or another this is going to hurt. War on society tonight....in this winter chill twilight. |