Strange tension in the harbor tonight
I watch the rich girls down on Duke St. pass me by
That pass me by
Now the nausea's
In my guts
And I'm wrestling with doubt
The kind you get when your heroes
Sell you out
And as I watch the drawbridge come down
There's mas

Your holy wars a joke to me.
I live the life i want to lead.
Like a reverse priest.
Conscious mind.
One of a kind.
A man in present time.
A reverse priest.
I am the lightning.
Death is the ground.

She's got a neck
Built for my hands
The way a pine
Grows for the saw
They say I hate women
They couldn't be more wrong
She's got a pierced lip
And a mohawk
And a strut
That reminds me of a tiger
I think she's a waitress
At rocket to venus
I've seen

the vomit on your lips tastes like the sex of a twin sister i can hear your stomach knot as another threshold is reached and crossed imagination is the key so destroy with the nails repair with the tongue and repeat it only hurts if you look i am a velvet corpse kneeling before you and for a spl

My skin has atrophied.
It has been so long since the last touch.
The maggots play their dead instruments for me.
Devour in the key of E.
Like a symphony of throats and piano wire.
Like explosions in space and prostitutes of fire.

dopesick for your sympathy I'm a cold slithering monster haunting your holy
footsteps forever sweetheart blacken my eyes they'll still shimmer like
assassin knives cut my lips off see the lacerations grin I'm a student of
obsession you taught me everything I know

yesterday she showed me her bruises pulled her sweater up underneath her
breasts they were scattered 'cross her rib cage like a little patch of
violet rorshach tests she said just 'cause I can't crawl inside you that
doesn't mean I'm not your parasite she used to be so radiant so

Soul wreckage burns
On the road to the cemetery
The only road there is a
Dam of corpses
Is holding back
The Potomac
And they're still throwing bodies on
A gaping hole
Has been torn
In reality
And I swear I can see right through

Semen tastes like gunmetal she said smiling,
the arms of boys drowning in fire reaching for the rungs of my rib cage.
These pills I take in the witching hour.
I imagine I am swallowing you.

I can feel the glacial crawl of time like a dull razor carving up my face I
can feel the last drops of youth lingering inside I write another love
letter to another heartless girl

push my fingers past her ear watch them disappear into her brown hair I wish
the rest of me could go with them her bedroom is quiet but my heart screams
a horrifying sound like a hundred crippled horses lying crumpled on the
ground begging for a rifle to come and put them down

rebellion impossible your cabal crushed in its infancy they watch you conspire from distances beyond your perception before revolt is feasible their ability to negate our strategems must be annulled we must blind the watchers.

Buildings collapse in the distance behind you but I'm hypnotized by your
quivering voice your fluttering eyes that I don't see them fall they could
crack open all the cages set every demon free send a bullet screaming to the
president's head crack it open for everyone to see I'm d

I hold your hand in mine
The rest of you is scattered
All over
Your rib cage is open
Like a great white's jaws
Your legs
Look so sexy out of context
Out of context

To enter your thoughts for just a few seconds as your pick their faith from
Your teeth. The obscene dance of your memories.What you touched and what you
Tore irreparbly screams in the chambers on the Cloth.In time perhaps something
Resembling guilt will finally devour you

single file lemmings we prepare our mandate in effect simply a testament to our gullability with each pull of the lever we lend credibility to an institution which we can only repaint never reconstruct our percieved power of change so divided and spread so thin so as to be rendered ineffective i

Huh!
down on the street
where the faces shine.
floatin' around i'm
a real low mind.
see a pretty thing - ain't no wall.
see a pretty thing - ain't no wall.
no wall,
no wall,
no wall.
Uuh!
yeah deep in the night
i'm lost in love.
yeah deep in th

half asleep in an open grave I'm gazing into the sky carving her shape in
the dark clouds I want her to drown me in her poison I thought she was
sewing up my wounds but she was really planting tumors inside

i am content in the wooden half of ventriloquism with fingers up the back of my
shirt sifting through the well-camouflaged maggots flakes of your urine taste.
like fairy dust when i allow my tongue to betray me i consider myself lucky
to be destroyed by such elegance.

such the delicate locust without your wings have you ceased to threaten me a
hundred knifings later there's so much blood so little of anything else for you
i played the endgame as the pawn toppled for the queen's pleasure.