THE ILL NOVEL LYRICISM
HOPE you enjoy them
1) A PREMENITION OF FASHION
2) I trace the pattern of long held desire
3) A chalk line of passion never realized
4) The fashion behind the eyes
5) Death has spread its veil upon yet another open sky
6) Bleed and pry, cry till dry
7) I deserve this, yet another hopeless scratch at the surface
What’s underneath the scarring memories?9) Bones cast in the ash of a tragic purpose
10) The circumstance of being left behind
11) Blinding
12) And we tried to resuscitate the feeling but the palpitation choked the compassion
13) Paralyzed point of view has numbed the fashion
14) Behind the eyes
15) Awaken on the throw shoulders of angels
16) only to be tossed from the heavens with violent force
17) Bringing life to those that lie beneath the gray and singing of how we used to weep
18) I liquefied my sullen pride and cried myself to sleep a thousand times
19) There comes a moment to pull the lifeless carcass from the floor but pay it no mind
20) Its sad to think my salvation could also be the burden of my regret
21) And I’m still mourning the thought of its last breath
22) And we continue to pull all apart without reason
23) Rehash the grave
24) Self made destruction suicide in the eyes of what we saved
25) A creation in vain
26) Should have foreseen it would end in slave chains
58) DON'T FEED THE WALRUS
59) I speak in spirits to raise the sun that scorns
60) The spotlights glorification of a tattered paper princess
61) Lost in a hall of scissor fights
62) There are miles between us
63) Dream in blood clots
64) Carried further from the footprints
65) In the dust that brought about this wish for silver suicide
66) Time to feed the severed finger a new ring of gold
67) To keep the tender heart still beating breathing screaming at the ground
68) Still breaking hands are shaking
69) The plaster crumbles
70) The machine has come alive to bring the nights in
71) With a fist that rolls the bound
72) The faces dance when the light covers all that you fear
73) There nothing you can bleed when you're not whole
74) The tragic trust of a sharp tongue and grinding gears
75) Do you think you are worth what you're sold for?
107) LET MY BISHOP GO
108) You may own the trigger but I’ll be the one to pull it
109) There’s comes a time in ones life when they must bite the bullet
110) I brought hell to your doorstep and the children stopped breathing
111) The locust fell from the heavens
112) You begged for me to stop but I refuse until you let it go
113) The milk went sour and the cattle where worn
114) The waters a deeper crimson and amphibians filled the fields
115) Not until you let it go
116) This day the bishop takes the pawn
117) In the killing fields you hear the cries of the enemy and through the tall grass the soldiers move one by one
118) In the distance the sound of heaven falling makes the mind recoil in terror
119) Move another square and take out the front line
120) Soon the king will have his day on his deathbed
121) Unless he lets it go
122) All of his knights will fall to the queen and the father
123) And the first-born will be lost
124) The bishop takes the pawn
125) You will taste the heavens
126) I brought hell to your doorstep and the children stopped breathing
127) Move another square to check mate
128) You may own the trigger but I’ll be the one to pull it
364) MOTHER'S MILK IS SOUR
365) Oh mother of mercy let me cling to your garments
366) This is no place for me
367) Make it swift
368) Make it painless
369) Take all take it all
370) The half empty glass is filled by this cure
371) This confusion a message of hope, nauseating me
372) I must spit you out, cleanse the filth, and make the mythology of a prince
373) This envelope of souls, this rotting palace
374) The red carpet of soil welcomes me, takes my coat of arms
375) I scream to reconcile and refuse to claw away at the capture
376) I am not the animal I was birthed to be, release the leashing
377) Moral leprosy a poison within the gut held
378) Silence the heavens for my welcome from the crusade
379) A turn of hands and we know that name, it is to digest the project
380) Tip the chalice, pour me forth, I flow in patterns of stillborn restraint
381) Kingdoms are lost in process of lifting the light, mountains never to move
382) Summon the audience for the final act the movement is courageous
383) The scribe has written it well and the mind behind the quill is the author of all that is a lie
384) Mother of mercy, embrace this infantile corpse or the plague of hindsight will become contagious
385) It is said we are to never look back to the demon if we are in the forth running
386) The proposal of forever is offered
387) I will take the ring
388) Marry me in the lake of lover’s dead dreams
389) Mother, collect me
390) Collect me from the stream
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