An empty mind conquers time
High-risk, desperate, habitual
Daylight deserves another chance
Unborn man fills his empty mind
He's sorry, he's sorry
He fucked up

Patience soaks into the ground
Low-risk, desperation, habitat
His lies deserve another chance
Unliving boy loses his patience
He's sorry, he's sorry, he's sorry, he's sorry
He fucked up

Breathe, breed, bring, breeze
It's all simplicity in complexity
No longer sorry for this digression
Internally, eternally, maternally, paternal
I'm not sorry, I'm not sorry
I fucked up

Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, Sorrow

ANTIPATHY

I don't need you
I don't fucking need you
I don't want you
I don't fucking want you
Just get out of my fucking life
And go live your fucking own

"I thought she loved me"

Back off, motherfucker!

It took a lot of time to realize
That you're the cause of all my pain

THE ELYSIUM FIELD

(My Loved One- Bring Upon You Ambience)
"I feel the darkness twisting in you
I see the hatred blackening your view
I hate you for what you have made me
I hate me for what I have let me be
I need an antidote to remedy your soul
I don't need an excuse for growing cold
I spit on the anger you have for me
I shit on the beliefs that cloud what you see"

MY BLASPHEMY

Remember when Christ loved?
And when God never killed?
My Blasphemy
Shouted out every bloody thrill
Wanted more than was willed

The human race was a tie
But I seem to have come in last
My Blasphemy
Always loved to dwell in the past
Came to terms much too fast

THIS DREAM

Please fill my head
With words you said
I want to be force fed
And my world grows red

Please don't let me sleep
I'm falling too deep
Please don't let me keep
Falling this deep

COLLIDE

I'm dead but I'm still writing
I'm dead but I'm still talking
I'm dead but I'm still fighting
I'm dead but I can still love you

LA DITMA MOON

Something in me coming over me out of me
into actions mirroring emotions flawed
Seeping through cracks of times in conversations
where broken sentences become insulting rejections

Even facial gestures become blurred pictures
of hatred over differences that mirror oneself
Even in worlds without suns become hopes opon moons...

Can't seem to hold on to the blade...
Can't seem to look into my mind...
Can't seem to find grace...

THE SEE-SAW METHOD

Even the statement said in retracted voice
Can mend the dying devotional choice
Of each falling man
Of each failing plan
That ever died for the cause
But not the reason

And childhood is gone
With one support withdrawn

Lets retrace our steps
And see where we went wrong...

Lentine

Cut up with laughter
Caught up with me smiling
Twirling like a harpooned whale
Relantionship begans with the bleeding
And you keep telling me -you feel the same?
You and I know i'm alone

Why am I ashamed to say- I breathe for you

Taste of Summer
On my tounge which is now numb from yelling
At you
Still on your bed
I can see some of your clothing by the door
But I know your not here in them anymore
Alone with over used statements I've said
In yesterdays

Why am I ashamed to say- I love you

Theirs some things you can't take away
From me...