Architects
Sightless minded architects
Of histories passing lore
Could not foresee the entropy of opening knowledge’s door
So now we sit
Crouched in ourselves, hiding from the night
To sit and pick all of the scabs from our synthetic light
September 3, 2007
Beyond the Cell
My mind is beyond the cell
Cosmic dreams, a trillion stories tell…
Fire and ice, we’ll build a better hell, oh well
Chromosomes twist and turn live and burn under urban skies our fate
Oh wait, forgot to feed the dog now body’s wasted way
Let’s play,
A game of spin the bottle, naming god, you or I, well who’s the fraud? Not that I care
Saw you standing there, alone, in the sea
swimming through the family tree of dishonesty and destruction
Mother superior this corruption it’s ok cause I still love you but it’s too late
Let’s sale eight pints of blood to buy our birthday cake
Kill the children that should wake them up
Trapped inside a yellow plastic cup, grey scissors paper thin,
Wrapped in skin I found you here
Alone and full of fear, if I’d known I’d have shown you all the colors in a blade of glass
Watch your ass…
September 2, 2007
Thoughts of You
Falling through the glass room ceiling
Cutting myself on shards of blue
Torture the candlestick nightly
Bleeding pens with thoughts of you
Ripped flesh dry a single note
Turning purple skies anew
Puncture clouds needle drippings
Bleeding pens with thoughts of you
Silver skies starry wonder
Shadowplay and poison too
Nightmare dreams screams and thunder
Bleeding pens with thoughts of you
Reddened veins glassy light beams
Morning blankets frosty dew
Empty bed cold and wanting
Bleeding pens with thoughts of you
Necrodance a chance of living
Killing all absence of you
Born again a morning rising
Fueling dreams and thoughts of you.