Friday,Sep 5 2008, 02:34:28 AM~TASTE OF GREED~

A STATE OF MIND TO A SUICIDAL'S HOLD
INSTINCT TO BEAT THE LOSS OF CONTROL
LOVE, HATE AND MURDER...MY BLOOD IS NOT IMMUNE
PARANOID PSYCHOTIC, DEMENTED PERSONALITY...AN EMOTIONAL SOCIOPATH INSIDE OF ME AND YOU
 
MY PASSION FOR VIOLENCE WILL NEVER BE CONTAINED
TWISTED, SHATTERED, VICTIMIZED...MORBID EVERLASTING TO REIGN
SADISTIC EXCITEMENT, AN OBSESSION BEYOND YOUR IMAGINATION'S VIEW
ABSORBINGLY MASTICATING, FEEDING ON A PART OF YOU
 
PENETRATING, EXECUTION, DETERIIORATING TO COMPREHEND
HOLLOW, ALL BUT A THOUGHT IN THE END
ERASING YOU AND ALL OF WHAT HAS BEEN
FEAR ECHOS AND BLEND FROM THE CARCASS WITHIN
 
RAGING UNCONTROLLED
WAITING TO UNFOLD
ESCAPE NOT WHEN BREATH TURNS COLD
WITH EACH HOUR TO EMPOWER, I BREAK ANOTHER MOLD
 
YOU SEE NOT THE DEPTHS OF ME
BEHIND THE EYE'S THAT BLEED
WITHIN THE SOUL, TORTURED TO FLEE
THESE LIPS SMILE FROM THE TASTE OF GREED

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Monday,Aug 11 2008, 05:54:11 PM~WHEN SHADOWS FALL~PART ONE

COLD AND DARK REALITY MEETS ME IN THE MUTED BLACKNESS THAT GREETS TO SEEK AND BREAK ME FREE/

FEAR LEAVES NOTHING OF EVIL TO EAT ME, NOT EVEN DEATH ERASED CAN DEFEAT OR BLEED THIS FREAK YOU SEE THAT I'VE COME TO BE/

I CLOSE MY EYES HOPING TO GROW TO BECOME THE SPAWN I CAN CLOSE IN IT ALL...AND FADE INTO THE MOMENT WHEN SHADOWS FALL/

CASCADING AND DECENDING SMOOTH BLACK IMAGES WEIGHING NOTHING, BARELY THERE BUT ENOUGH TO CUT DEEP WITH EACH CLAW/

TAKE BACK YOUR BREATH AND TASTE BLOOD FOR BLUFFING DIVIDING THE SHATTER FOR ECHOS TO SPLATTER FROM LIFELESS COLOR THAT RAPES THE SCENES AS SHADOWS FALL/

CAUGHT IN THE LIGHT WITH SOUNDLESS MOVEMENT, YET A GLIMPSE OF AN IMAGE DANCING TOWARD RUIN/

I SPIT, THEN TASTE FOR AN IMPROVEMENT AS I TOSS MY FEARS AND START THE FIRES FOR BREWIN'/

SILOHETED AGAINST THE OMNIOUS GLOW OF THE CANDLE, BREAKING SWEAT NAKED WE CRAWL/

LUST GROWS ON TEMPTATION I CANNOT HANDLE SILENT TO MY PLEASURES, PRESSURE BUILDS TO SPREAD WITH RELEASE TO SHED IT ALL WHEN SHADOWS FALL/

I WAKE FROM NOTHING INTO THE SOOTHING ARMS OF NIGHT/

SWALLOWED WITHIN A SHALLOW BREATH, WET FROM THOUGHT/

THE BLACKNESS DEVOURS ME FROM ALL BUT MY MINDS SIGHT/

COLD AND EMPTY AS IF NOTHING I HAVE SOUGHT/

TOO LATE TO CLOSE MY EYES AND MISS IT ALL/

WITH MY BACK AGAINST THE WALL, STANDING TALL...OPEN MY MOUTH FOR A TASTE WHEN SHADOWS FALL/

MY EYES ARE WIDE OPEN MY MIND IS ALIVE, I STUMBLE, I CRAWL/

SMOTHERING MY OWN SOUNDS TO GRASP DESTINY'S CALL, I GASP AS MY BREATH IS BORN TO STALL/

MY FEAR BREEDS THE SEEDS TO HELLS GATE WITH MY HATE STARTING SMALL/

VISIONS BREAK TO DECORATE THE NIGHT AND LIGHT THE SKY WHEN SHADOWS FALL/

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