Category: Whispered Words

so high,

don’t drop down,

the level is getting deeper,

while the roof is raising up,

so far out of reach,

beans planted in the earth,

sleepless in the infinity,

the ground might not be lowering,

and I might not be sinking,

but I’m alone,

while the world is going on,

growing before me,

leaving me,

parting ways,

I’m stumbling,

while the seeds planted sewn,

flourish with life,

shooting upwards,

like a mystical beanstalk that continues to grow,

as I stay her trembling,

with nowhere to go…

post the pictures up,

see the smiles fade,

we never knew the road was wrong,

until we saw the sign at the end,

there ain’t no turning around,

we can’t go back,

cut down the tree of life,

soil the wicked done,

the last to know,

the first to see,

around the corner was never me,

it was the reflection you knew it to be,

pretty in underwear,

taunting the shadows,

as we see the tragedy that was me,

watch me fall apart,

while you go back to the start..

flood to the move,

let the rhythm flow,

it’s gonna send you over the edge,

as you let your hair down,

see the multi-colours dance,

paint the sky in rhythm,

drop your face,

raise your fists,

as the beat rides high,

running though the splinter stroke,

feeling out the winds,

a line between the water level,

you’ve got the back seat,

locked and loaded,

its not the wisdom that we wished it would be,

but the rhythm working,

the flow is running,

let the beat control you,

as the rhythms in my head,

flat stick on the front seat,

raindrops on my head,

dancing in the mirror of a wicked man,

step forward in a backwards motion,

as we let the wild boy ride it,

and the rhythm style it!

say you want it even as the sun goes down,

the little people hate it even when the sun goes down,

long lost brothers meeting for the first time,

shaking hands with the devil,

playing like it meant less,

poster boy for the apocalypse,

eyes as sharp as its tongue,

lies spilling out like a flood,

say you want it even as the sun goes down,

the little people hate it even when the sun goes down,

daddy said it wasn’t his fault,

he didn’t know where his seed laid,

devils in the details,

lies in the sandpit,

games not worth the prizes,

as the other kids slept,

say you want it even as the sun goes down,

the little people hate it even when the sun goes down,

pages of a book I wrote,

lies of things I said,

you kept calling my name,

even after I left,

strange days are coming,

that’s what they all said,

say you want it even as the sun goes down,

the little people hate it even when the sun goes down,

say you want it even when your dead!

Pretty persuasion,

dreams in the darkness given,

light up the haggard heart,

we spoke in riddles,

trying to confuse the world,

we covered the box,

and hid their lies,

while we wrote our names on the wall,

dense to the disease that was,

you smiled to be free,

lied to you and me,

I wrote a letter backwards,

so you would notice me,

but all you ever saw was a broken man instead,

caught up in this failing society,

lost in a sea of poster boys,

we called ourselves monsters,

for all the world to see!

Ride the tiger,

for it’s ready to go,

satellites in the sky,

devils in your heart,

break down the doors,

so rock,

lets rock,

so rock,

lets rock,

demonic sons in the drivers seat,

and were gonna ride down the line until dawn,

so grab your bottle,

drink it down,

for the wind is gonna sing as it rushes through your hair,

as it combs the pain away,

with a flame higher than a funeral pyre,

so rock,

lets rock,

so rock,

lets rock,

for the dues are done,

the fees are paid in blood,

the sun is gone and there ain’t nothing left to do but rock,

so rock,

lets rock,

so rock,

lets rock!

wicked sounds coming,

the days seeing it’s end,

midnight ain’t a time,

its a fact of life,

the rider is crying,

the signs are melting,

we keep calling for the saviour,

but they ain’t gonna come,

webbed feet below me,

spiders on the ceiling,

you call again,

the vibrations around me,

eyes are all watching as I twist,

you shout with burning desires,

what wickedness were you expecting,

the only a daughter given to man,

save the sinners by bury them deep,

throws your head backwards and dance,

for the moonlight is burning brightly and your chance is almost gone,

the dirt covers you slowly as time going is against you,

while the beat is going under and so are you!

pumped into the system,

the beat don’t stop,

you wanna tap your foot,

but you can’t stand the sound,

summer ain’t what you want it to be,

but neither is your face,

take a moment to think about it,

then spin around on the spot,

furniture all gone sideways,

the winner ain’t gonna be you,

but you never had a chance,

so stoke the fires of flotsam,

soak the sheep in gasoline,

burn the bridges proudly,

watch the sirens sing,

hear them call your name,

search the pockets empty,

what a beautiful sight,

smoke swimming around you,

taking you down with them!

thunder in the sky,

rain tearing down,

I spoke the words you wanted,

I gave you the mirror,

glass upon glass,

images lost over the last,

I never meant to lie,

but the worthlessness I’ve grown into,

made the words fall out,

a darkness opened before me,

and swallowed me whole,

I wished the lie had been simple,

silent words has been said,

truth sewn into each second passed,

but the poetry that was in motion,

never let me see,

the world I was building,

was not made for me…

talk about wicked,

the end showed its side,

waved a hand like some giant in the sky,

while the sun shone down on it,

served up an apocalypse,

liquidated the free,

smash the glass before me,

cut my way from within me,

bite my tongue,

severed it to see,

the voices told me it was time,

counting seconds down,

I knew the end was coming,

we ran out of time,

we could’ve tried it differently,

but we never tried,

the voices told me it was time,

I waved up towards the sky,

as the sun fell from it,

and the world died!

eye the salty tablets,

pass the magazine,

the dawn of the faceless bastards has taken effect,

beauty is a lie,

hate the trendsetter,

wake the woken,

show them the error of their ways,

watch your star shine,

see your fate take shape,

you’re becoming one of them,

lying to others,

shaping your face with plastic,

wrapping yourself shut,

fake photos,

parties losing count,

blinded by the famous,

chasing celebrity,

soulless butchers waiting,

locking you in a cell of hate,

fashion the silent killer,

cut your way out of self,

free the inner victim,

beg to be free for the world,

you lied to see!

The knock was taken,

when the door was open,

the last token of another life,

I saw the sand running down,

the timer was almost over,

my mind was not mine,

a sea of consequences,

lies all in a row,

we consumed the devils playthings,

we spent the day falling in love,

while we grew the hatred at night,

a thousand years in a single day,

we failed to find the key,

it was lost in our hands,

see the last speck,

of who the world saw us as,

let the tears fall freely,

for the woven flesh is in tatters,

pretty sideways glances,

of a moment lost in time…

Spoken to rhyme,

a lie told in vain,

carried in ignorance,

the sea that parted to be free,

I opened the cover and saw the eyes of nothingness,

denied by the apostles when the world began,

I swaayed the heart beats to flow the other way,

stars flooded the sky for all to see,

I witnessed the birth of the supernova called randomness,

felt the tears cascade down my cheeks,

while I carried your guilt into a new world,

so close your eyes and let it fall,

swing the backwards steps open like a new born baby,

long to share the tales told to me,

while I wish to close my eyes,

tomorrow broken by today,

we carry forward,

we see the way,

flood the fields,

and watch me swim away!

sliding in low,

watching the water flow,

as the sun goes down,

the devils on your door step,

knocking on your door,

asking for you to open up,

but ain’t no way he’s getting in,

your gonna keep that door shut,

otherwise its gonna be the end,

sliding in low,

soaking in the glow,

devil ain’t gonna give it up,

but neither are we,

fruitless timetables,

highlighting the ebbs and flows,

a woven sidekick without out the egg rolls,

you saw the funny side,

I saw the end,

sliding in low,

heading in backwards,

we see the beat as it thumps,

we feel the music rock,

slap the wicked sideways,

and we’ll bump,

we’ll rock,

we’ll see the end!

dancing in the dark,

singing in the rain,

spinning around wildly,

as you say my name,

don’t beg me the difference,

don’t treat me the same,

our window is open,

nature is our game,

feed the seed in silently,

for the weathers dropping downward,

the winter is closing in,

blow the fire gently,

let the flames burn high,

heat the savage heart,

with a wicked smile,

for the depths of going forward,

are below the bed side table,

beneath the weathered boards,

silently waiting under,

a tomorrow open wide,

the birth of a new day,

the death of the old..

winners and losers can’t be the same,

for one or the other this song is made,

so don’t be a criminal and ignore the order,

you life don’t mean anything if you don’t have a place,

the scales of justice are our disgrace,

holding terror above the other,

we call ourselves civilised,

yet we fear each other,

the door to the cellar is open,

the cupboard in the closet is empty,

just like the winter solstice of man,

don’t make the sea say it,

for the waves have come apart,

like arms spreading wide open,

step back in,

and become…

glory be,

the song I sing isn’t for me,

the words are lost,

hidden beneath the moss of life,

you call its name,

but it don’t come,

for it can’t see,

and it can’t hear,

the devil ain’t the same,

for it don’t care,

you ain’t worthy until you are,

nothing seems right,

nothing seems the same,

can’t you see it,

won’t you dare,

the devils waiting,

time,

it don’t care,

the devils waiting,

until the end of time,

till the day you die,

he don’t care,

cause he ain’t going anywhere,

and neither are you…

snowed-in beneath my sin,

I wished a tale of freedom tonight,

yet in it birthed an evil thought,

a thought that broke my mind in two,

dreams escaped my shattered skull,

possessing the skin that covered the earth,

invading its flesh,

diseasing its soul,

joining the soil that was muddy and stale,

the sun didn’t shine,

the earth didn’t spin,

the world collapsed under the weight of my sin,

a nether was,

a could not have been,

forever was never,

my sin,

my sin..

A wayward hand,

lost in time,

stroke the post,

for the devil is mine,

sing the song,

we want to sing,

and in the end,

the end will be,

sunken in,

the stench is me,

broken levels asunder,

split within the roots of trees,

woven injuries carved with intent,

not strange in a strange land,

yet a place familiar instead,

a room of white,

walls drenched in red,

a sea of memories,

lies inside my head…