Tag: FOWC

Wickedness aplenty is the darkness of your mind, ejeculate your own insecurities over the world before you, hide behind what you see as the truth but in reality it’s indeed lies, suffocate the joy, remove any hope, a passage, a pathway, and escape from this, is several steps away, reach forward, each out, grip tight and hold on, for the winding road of madness has many more miles to go before your stop comes by…

Failure to see the tree in front of you, when there is nothing else but the tree there before you, shows all that there is nothing within that husk you call a self, be energised with the knowledge, see what we all see, change the path of your follies, forgive yourself for what you have done to yourself, release the hand that grips your tender parts, accept the shortcomings of who you are and make them disappear, be all, be everything, face forward, and be!

Wholesome is the breath of forever in forgiveness of a sin performed on those who were too weak to understand what was, was, the light bathes every inch of the twisted form giving it a resurrection like the mythical Phoenix, but not flames but blood be its rebirth, forgiveness of oneself overcomes the forgiveness of others, for the greater judgment, the true infallible judge if your own existence, is yourself, for you are the only one who stares back each and every day of your existence, and you are the only one who can truly forgive, yourself…

There is no results that cannot be nurtured, there are no lies that cannot be made truth, simple instructions can achieve the infinite desires if the passion is more than the care, strive forward with a blazing sword of oppression reversed, free the diseased flesh by cutting it away, tear the broken, dead limbs away from the living, rebuild and revive, for tomorrow is not today, and it can be so much more if we only fix, yesterday…

Cut the cord that holds us back and let’s fall forwards into oblivion together, wrapped in a sea of nothingness forever, filled with no sounds except those that haunt our failing memories, words, screams, cries, the absolution of what is to be the next step, then when it is, when all is as it was meant to be, when my vision of what it’s all should be, will be, all you have to let me do is cut the cord that holds you to this thing you call life…

Read the riot act to the disenchanted zombies that shuffle through the halls of nowhere, break the sweat as the mould is destroyed by fists of passion, smother the hate with the fear of a tomorrow without a today, sanctify the mother-fuckers faith with the bosom of a dying lie that swallows the seamen of a forgotten yesterday, blow the liars in a line of nothingness as you bathe in their stupefied pus, forget, deceive yourself, lie, be who you want to be, but don’t see the you we all see, don’t see the bastard child!

Feed the weak to burn the bridges, wet the wall with piss and vinegar, set it alight and watch the flames lick the tenderness from their flesh, caress the lies, soil the truth with yours, build the insanity, condemn all, make it,  break it, sacrifice everything and all, for tomorrow, forever, nothing is too long, there is no other, there is tomorrow, perpetrate the end, suffocate the beginning, bury the truth, believe the lies 

Catch and release, cut the vein and watch them bleed, let them run to build the fun, build the fear with terror as the seed, make them feel lost, make them feel frightened, weakening their resolve until its broken with each hallowed cry that ends with them saturated in their own piss, blood, sweat and tears, let them run, extend the fun, grow their fear, spread the hate, fold the lies within a surprise of musical chairs for it’s all death and taxes in the end, with a fine line between one and the other, between pleasure and pain, between love and hate, between life and death, and as it always is, the power is never in your hands,  but someone else’s finger hovering over the stop button…

Persuade me with your sinful delights, wash my weathered soul with your greedy flame, rejoice when the darkness comes from within, cherish it as you wrap yourself tight in my suffering, let it keep the winter cold from your door, for beyond this light, within the darkness, there is only the coldness if nothing, the scriptures tell if a hell hotter than the sun, but the truth is emptiness, the truth is a void, cold and empty, soulless, and outside of me, outside of the warmth my soul that spreads across your emptiness, there is nothing, there is only you, there is who you truly are, there is nothing….

Classy motherfucker, suffering some brutal separation anxiety and all that shit, so let’s get some understanding and repeat after me, cause the darkness spreads tonight, as it’s rings devour everything insight, now close your eyes, and trust in his lies, cause you’re a classy motherfucker and nothing you’re gonna get is free, this so-called utopia you’ve been promised isn’t as free as you believe, its gonna cost you more than a few blow jobs, so close your eyes, and trust in his lies, cause you’re a classy motherfucker and tonight’s not going to let you out alive!

Four days before the end I was asked to be a part of something else, something I didn’t want to do, something I didn’t believe in, but I couldn’t resist the temptation of the prize that waited at the end, had I known how tainted it truly was I would’ve never been here, had I seen what the prize truly looked like beneath all the glitter and glamour I would’ve never contemplated this, SO SICK OF THIS FUCKING MADNESS! ARRRGGGHHH! My brain, inside, where I’m dead, the fear, suffocating, FUCK THIS! My brain, inside, where I’m dead, the fear, suffocating, FUCK THIS! My brain, inside, where I’m dead, the fear, suffocating, SO SICK OF THIS FUCKING MADNESS! ARRRGGGHHH! FUCK THIS! 

Abuse me like it’s what you were put on this earth to do, own my pain as if it is your child, build my senses with the terror you create from each punch, from each kick, from each wild hit you drive into my broken form, show me unfolding ecstasy lost with the outer limits of unending agony as you promise with lies untold of things unkept, give me darkness instead of light, fool yourself into thinking you are all, convince yourself everything you are is because of you, ignore the fact that I am the one who controls everything you are, turn a blind eye to the truth and keep yourself in the dark, for that is how I like you, for that is how I want you to be..

A rotten sickness of the inner psyche, it’s membranes torn and twisted into a shape unknown, broken down like perfectly ground salt, betrayed by a selfless traitor who persecuted all those around you, selling a vision so sweet that you could not resist its allure, but once you were in its mouth, it closed like a trap, slowly revealing itself, slowly breaking you down, slowly filling your light with a bitterness dark and soulless, the cry of a pathetic child, the hate of a tormented beast, the face of a delusional bastard (RELEASE ME!), release your hold (RELEASE ME!), release your toy (RELEASE ME!), allow me freedom (ALLOW ME MY FREEDOM!), allow me my freedom (ALLOW ME MY FREEDOM!) allow me my PEACE!

One foot in front of the other, steps running deep into the bowels of the very earth itself, as I descend into the depths I feel its presence more than I ever have before, it’s almost suffocating, the pressure on my back, the tightness of its hold around my throat, the deeper down I go, the more it’s grip takes hold, and slowly, it’s whisper grows into a scream, a scream that’s all I can hear, it screams my name, it screams profanity, it screams for me to stop, my passenger, my wicked self, slowly as I descend, slowly as I take the final trip, I see what they all said was true, and it is indeed waiting for me, my sin, my sins, they wait, they all wait for me to pay my payment, to earn my rightful price for what I did during my life….

Constipation of words not shit, nothing coming out no matter how hard I push, suffocation of my senses, confusion of my mind, lost moments of time repeating, a vulgarity of mistakes not mine, save me from this deliverance, release me from this pain, save me from my penance not pain, release me from this sin, I am a good man, manipulated into standing where I am, save me, be my hero, release me from this sin (YOUR CONSTIPATED WORDS, STUCK IN THE BACK OF YOUR THROAT ARE HELD THERE FOR A REASON, ONE WITH PURPOSE AND INTENT, THE WORDS YOU TRY TO SPEAK, THE VERBAL DIARRHOEA YOU SO DESPERATELY WANT TO RELEASE IS INTENDED TO MANIPULATE, INTENDED TO FREE YOU OF YOUR SINS, TO AVOID YOUR FATE, BUT I MY FRIEND, AM A BETTER MANIPULATOR THAN YOU COULD EVER BE, FOR MY SKILLS DON’T END WITH JUST WORDS, FOR I AM MORE THAN A MER HUMAN!)

Show them simple pleasure (PLEASURES!), give them simple pain(PAIN!) sarcastic infidelity wrapped in twisted lies that are tethered to unwarranted glances of lustful imaginations, feed them simple words (WORDS), tell them simple lies (LIES), tell them through unending nightmares that are painfully sown to their flesh like badges of honour, follow their simple rules (RULES), to show them a simple end (END), for tomorrow’s problems are brought forward into today like a DeLorean out of time looking for a way to save today in its yesterday (SAVE OUR SOULS, ONE TWO THREE! SAVE OUR SOULS, ONE TWO THREE! SAVE OUR!)

Saint Maria (STAND WITH ME) Saint Maria stand with me above then all, Saint Maria (GUIDE MY HAND), Saint Maria guide my hand because its time to start WAR! (WAR!) WAR (WAR!) guide my attack as I take the enemy down, guide my attack as I take the bodies to the ground, guide my fists as I throw them like stones, guide my strikes as they kill young and old, WAR (WAR) it’s what the whole word called for WAR (WAR) feel the pain as I roar WAR (WAR) justifiable destruction, lava, earthquakes and tsunamis, Mother Earths fighting back, trying hard to stop me, but this is war and I’m better, but this is war and I’m stronger, FUCK this is war and I’m the destroyer! WAR! (WAR) feel my fire! WAR! (WAR) watch the whole world implode! (WATCH EVERYONE YOU LOVE DIE! DIE! DIE! WAR!) WAR!

Murderer (MURDERER!) Murderer (MURDERER!) succulent seductive sorceress, using your words like they are buttons, pushing every single one of mine with every breath, Murderer (MURDERER!) Murderer (MURDERER!) pushing my faith downwards with hands over my face suffocating me, my feelings strings on your twisted guitar, that your fingers playing so precisely making a song from each of my cries, Murderer (MURDERER!) Murderer (MURDERER!) you’re killing me, Murderer (MURDERER!) Murderer (MURDERER!) you’re tearing me, Murderer (MURDERER!) Murderer (MURDERER!) you’re killing me, Murderer (MURDERER!) Murderer (MURDERER!) you’re killing me! You’re killing me! (I’M KILLING ME!)

Devious little things grow in my mind, every time we get ourselves into the darkness we disintegrate a part of ourselves, rejoice with this as we know it is  not the darkness it is the 18th mark of its word that leaves our corrupted soul, like a candle wavering in the breeze night as if winds of the gods were blowing it two and through, sample the fires (BURN! BURN!), taste the burning embers (BURN! BURN!), feel pain (BURN! BURN!) as it washes over you like rugged waves on the shoreline (BURN! BURN! BURN IT TO THE GROUND! FEEL YOUR FLESH BURN! BURN! BURN! FEEL YOUR FLESH BURN! BURN! BURN! LETS BURN IT TO THE GROUND!)

Possibilities lost within a madness of insanity built up by doctors twisted inside underneath their masks, realities given the shun of their righteousness as their lies are taken to be truths, cathartic murders used to cleanse the soiled soul only dirties the waters of doubtfulness more than they were before, sadistic measures taken with pride, bastards, arseholes, mother fucking cunts all, systematically undercutting everything and all, piling bodies upon bodies as they try to build the tallest pile of all, jealousy their weakness, and that’s their downfall, they’re pathetic world will crumble, once I twist them all toward each other…