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Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire
Bouquet Of Self Pity
Artista: Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 7 months ago
A bouquet of flowers made from self pity the colors of the halo.
I choke on gasoline.
On the soles of my feet every color of the earth on fire.
A world on fire.
I inhale the smoke of the earth.
Humanity washed in flames.
A cancer in my fucking lungs.
The feet of angel
Cloven
Artista: Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 9 months ago
They took everything from us with the strength of an iron curtain pulled over my fucking face.
The face of justice beaten and raped.
Pig blood stains the cross,
Kill a cop,
Hang a judge,
Fuck the system,
Fuck the law spit blood on the cross.
Do what thou wilt, live by
Empty
Artista: Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 6 months ago
Dust in my heart, blood on my hands.
Five years i have been penitent.
The penitent man finds his peace.
These walls have seen my lack of dignity.
These walls have seen flesh unraveling insides transparent most things unsaid words as insects in my throat.
Gold Frankincense And Myrrh
Artista: Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 10 months ago
You have no pride, no sense of friendship.
Thank you for nothing.
I regret hearing your word.
As false as the priest you condemn.
A hand a gun the word of god.
My hooves are cloven.
They will crush your diamond cross
They will crush your fucking skull.
As false as
I Walked Away From The Human Race
Artista: Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 6 months ago
I tear you apart and wear the remains
I will never stop
because wounds will never stop spreading
a great big fucking scab
I pick myself apart
I have walked away from the human race.
Leather Hands
Artista: Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 3 months ago
Slave to my job the wage the paycheck.
A noose of dollar bills on every newborn, from the nursery to the grave.
Sick of being nailed to a social security number.
Living under the trough all I wanted was a horse a plow and three hundred acres of shit I want a horse a plow and three hu
Made Of Coal
Artista: Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 5 months ago
I held your shit in my hands.
An entire world of possibilities I don't speak of anymore.
A horizon as red as her hair color and as black as her shit swallowing all around.
This is never over I just keep dying more and more every day I am so fucking sick of living a fucking life.
Piss
Artista: Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 7 months ago
No loyalty among thieves.
You drowned me when the levee broke.
Inside of my head the dead walk the earth disguised as human garbage asking for their skin back it's hard to believe when all i see is blood piss and shit.
Recession
Artista: Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 6 months ago
Every 24 hours another nail in my fucking coffin.
Alienated at birth.
Buried separate from every mass grave.
When will it end? no one can answer that question.
My end in the face of unemployment and every day at the office a battle i'll never win.
An american hooker born into
Remove The Light
Artista: Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 8 months ago
Larvae for me to choke on.
I will find you child on your breast.
Choking on my name spitting out the taste of apples in a garden of shit
Remove the light.
Shat Out My Bones
Artista: Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 9 months ago
I see its face when i close my eyes
Head cocked to the left. mouth
Open and unmerciful. those were
My last words. all of them. you
Swallowed them whole and
You shat out my bones.
Teeth & Hair
Artista: Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 7 months ago
A crimson pool dries in the
Palms of my hands 1,000
Sleepless nights, 26
Worrisome years i've
Bared my teeth
And sunk them into the
Flesh of my enemy
Faith in myself runs red
Human memory decays
Under a blanket of smoke
Freedom in isolation
Remove the
They Smeared Shit On Their Skin So They Could Blend In At Night
Artista: Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire Traducción porpanzas | Publicado 8 months ago
The smeared shit on their skin so they could blend in at night i can hear them howling.
I can feel their footsteps all over my soft spots.
Years of degeneration.
The hell of a cold world surrounded by starving wolves.
She sleeps soundly in our cave while i try to dig my way out o