TheReturn:
I first noticed those cursed noises
As a boy, not quite schizophrenic but I heard voices.
In my head it was all a mess,
Always in my thoughts, but yet
Something coupled with
These stomach rumblings that caused me stress.
Everytime I fell asleep, organs would belch at me,
And spell defeat
As stomachs burst open in these hellish dreams.
But I never heeded the signs,
Never thought I needed to try
Never believed the dreams of the beast that's inside.
I mean...
I heard the noises of my wildest dreams
But who knew the voices that had tried to speak
Turned out to be the poison that's inside of me...
...and I ignored them
Nahlidge:
Nobody loves you! Just die! You have no reason to live!
I hate you! Would never let you plant the seed for my kids!
Those words linger and sing a melody that`s bitter but sweet
Instead of me, the ring on her finger`s an invisible leash
That visibly speaks, soft with no description of self
Still better than what I offer, what I`m livin` is hell
Wishin` me well, well I`m wishin` that a heart will find you
Mind you, there`s some things we need to draw a line through
Time moves at too quick a pace for me to match it`s stride
I`m askin` why I was put here, for you to crack my pride?
Fastened lies over truth, thinkin` "in case I lose"
But the face that`s true is uncovered over a case of booze
Stuck in place, I cruise not carin` about the steps I take
Cuz a bun in the oven for me is more like a death I`ll bake
For every breath, I thank knowin` it wasn`t guaranteed
Lifeline in jeopardy, nervous to share the poisoned air I breath
So clear I see these invisible bars that cage my life
Imprisoned for unplanned murder of the one I made my wife
These days I write, it`s often hard for me to finish a page
Cuz the poison inside, granted me the gift of livin` with Aids
Pain:
The world will spin on a twisted axis,
And it will burn with the flicks of matches,
And every single soul that its prison captured
in the depths of its stress will flip the atlas,
With a grin of madness, the earth let loose
the next wound dealt from the hells that death brewed,
Inside every being is patience and strength,
But when it's overwhelmed, you know that hell starts makin' its way,
She sees us as ticks, were just parasitic lives,
There to barely get a rise from the fairy laden skies,
So she cries, cries, as she kills her creations,
Casting her in the roles of the our villain and savior,
She tries to shake of the dust, be rid of her end,
As we hold on tightly, still gripping her neck,
The truth is, human sin hurts like fuck,
The poison within earth is us...
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