Category: Whispered Words

Darkness it all I feel,

when you enter a room,

you think you’re light,

but you have no idea,

how deeply dark you are,

my dear,

for the heavens weep,

the stars fade away,

the earth falls in silence,

and the sun loses its way,

you’re a void,

a disease,

you take,

but never give,

but I can’t resist,

your lure,

I can’t resists,

you.

Soaked in my own blood,

lies my eternal sin,

a sin you once bathed in,

but never will again,

you offered me something,

I thought it was true,

but you stole it away,

and you broke me in two,

you left me to rot,

you left me to die,

but I hid it,

I buried it,

the pain and the hate,

but it was too late,

I’d succumbed to its call,

it changed me,

remade me,

fucked with my head,

so I cut them,

and choked them,and ripped out their hearts,

breaking all those you cherished so dear,

your time will come,

eventually you’ll see,

but until then,

fear,

me.

Desperation has taken over,

searching,

clawing,

digging myself out,

lost in this nightmare,

lost all alone,

can you save me,

help me,

free me,

take me home?

I’ll do what you want,

I’ll make you feel good,

then,

well,

let’s save something for next time,

you’ll like it,

so trust me,

and see.

Filling,

folding,

feeding,

sucking up,

flowing in,

cascading down up me,

sticking,

trapping,

holding me in place,

screaming,

begging,

pleading,

crying out in vain,

it was a stupid thing,

I now know it to be true,

to take this trip alone,

to take this trip,

without you.

Share something,

pass it on,

give me what you are,

what you see,

make me,

take me,

breathe me in,

let me inside you,

somewhere deep,

somewhere cold,

somewhere other than here,

to be someone other than me.

A new start,

a clean slate,

that’s what they wanted,

that’s how they think,

the day has dawned,

the year is new,

but it makes no difference,

you’re still you.

Counting down,

towards the end,

all my friends,

they’re all my hell,

writhing and wriggling,

twisting and turning,

braking me,

making me,

into something,

something new,

and as the clock strikes,

and our time is up,

you split in two,

as I slice my blade,

I bathe in you,

my special one,

but now were done,

and you’re nothing but food,

for the ground,

you’ll waste away,

while I ‘ll still be here,

hunting another morsel for my next game.

Added that in,

at the last moment,

think it worked better,

than it did before,

you seem sort of curious,

you seem unaware,

that I’ve been watching you for sometime,

waiting for you to see me there,

I’ve waved,

I’ve screamed,

I slapped you in the face,

but for some reason you don’t see me,

for some reason you don’t care,

but that’s going to change,

soon you will see,

so I’ll wait,

while you lie there,

in that pool of blood,

slowly dying,

like I did back then,

when you pulled out in front of me and caused me to crash,

sure,

you might not remember,

but soon,

you won’t be able to forget.

The two of us,

connected by bits of flesh,

they stick in you,

from inside me,

and then you scream my name,

it’s not like that,

it’s not what you think,

it’s my hand,

stuck down your throat,

trying to pull out your inside,

trying to turn you inside out.

Lost in this place,

where the sun shines constantly,

never dark,

never cold,

stinking fucking hot all the time,

and I think I’m loosing my mind,

or maybe I already have,

maybe I never had it,

maybe it went well before I came,

but if this is what they call paradise,

I want a shitty caravan,

with fucking no ac,

then I’d be a happy man,

my two front teeth and me.

Taking it like a man,

going into the devils den on your own,

you’ve got more balls than I,

the biggest I’ve ever seen,

but god damn if you ain’t stupid,

you must have know you’d die,

I mean seriously Petey,

did you even have a plan?

Because from where I’m standing,

it doesn’t look like you did,

you stupid mother-fucker,

I hope you enjoy being dead.

I have something,

if you want it,

but it’s not free,

but I don’t want your money,

have you something for me?

Something you don’t need,

that you could trade for this gift,

it’s new and unused,

it will bring you many things,

riches and happiness,

are not on the list,

I have death and popularity,

I have murder and a whore,

any of these can be yours,

all you need to do,

is show me yours.

Hear me,

in your ear,

whispering the words,

that make you see,

you never really knew me,

you thought you did,

you wished you had,

because honey,

this is going to be the best Christmas,

you ever fucking had,

I’m going to do things to you,

that are going to turn your head,

namely twisting it,

snapping it clean,

ripping git from your body,

so smile honey,

because you’re about to really meet me.

Good cheer,

good joy,

let us all take hands,

let us be friendly and merry with all of mankind,

let us smile and sing,

let us share and shake hands,

let us enjoy all this time,

because tomorrow,

you all die,

it’s horrible I know,

but it’s better to way,

instead of finding out tomorrow and wasting today,

because it will make you enjoy the time you have left,

or maybe,

you’ll try to survive,

maybe,

you’ll try to escape,

do it I say,

run for you’re life,

it’s more fun from me that way.

Do you hear that?

Do you hear the nothing that is coming?

How it makes no sound,

but yet you know it’s coming,

slowly,

hunting you,

like a tiger hunts its prey,

like a eagle watches above,

all of us face it,

all of us run,

but it creeps up slowly,

waiting to pounce,

waiting to strike,

waiting,

to take our life.

Running clean,

no infection,

no disease,

my blood is nothing,

my blood is free,

free of my heart that pumps it around,

free of my veins that keep it trapped within,

I stare at the sky,

as I die,

and see you coming,

from up high,

blissfully white,

with a tear in your eye.

Something said,

in times like this,

to be told now,

by all the boys and girls,

it’s Christmas time,

it’s the end of the year,

we see the day out,

we greet in the new year,

but I’ll be fucked if I’m going to sit here and beg,

for something useful,

to drop on your head,

I’ll bring down the axe,

I’ll use a hammer if I must,

but next year fuck face,

I’m burying your body out in the back yard next to that fucking cunt of a dog that barks at all hours of the night for no reason other than it feels like it,

yeah,

so,

merry fucking Christmas,

and a happy new year,

say it now fuck face,

because,

that’s as close as you’re going to get before I smash out all your teeth with this baseball bat.

Let’s make a noise,

one the whole world hears,

lest smash some shit,

let’s drink some beers,

it’s party time,

as the world comes to an end,

so don’t be a jerk,

let’s fucking party again,

you know it’s true,

you can’t resist,

let’s get on down,

and fucking slash our wrists,

let’s spill some blood,

let’s spill out own,

let’s fuck shit up,

because it’s Christmas time,

so let’s make one,

they’ll all fucking remember.

Sickness,

death,

destruction,

and pain,

follows you,

everywhere that you go,

you bring it,

you keep it,

you spread it with joy,

you sick motherfucker,

you sick fucking prick,

keep away from me,

go somewhere else,

because if I see you,

I’ll run the other way,

because everyone knows,

you stink,

you pieces of fucking shit,

Salvador.

Passing of time,

is easy you see,

you can do nothing,

or you can do something like me,

you can eat it all up,

and write it all down,

you can harvest all time,

to be your clown,

you can hold it and twist it,

you can bend it to will,

but the only thing you can’t do,

is stop it still,

for time is a moment,

time is a plan,

time is something,

created by man,

but even though we control it,

we have no control,

so use it,

abuse it,

make it your whore.