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The doomsday device, the killing machine of evil enterprise and death's design Semi automatic for the people's army, for the people of war Autonomous, a serial killer without remorse A sociopath and a righteous prayer, virtuous without conscience A homicidal, suicidal maniac, a psycho killer Vengeance, mercilessness, soulless the living dead Anonymous and targeted of a victimless crime Making a killing just to stay alive, waiting your turn to shine and die Show no mercy, God willing and a terrorist act Judgement day the second coming and the apocalypse The day the earth burned and the Angels wept as the Heavens bled The day God returned and the dead stood up

Falling from the light Swallowed by the black Chasing silhouettes Shadows on the walls Eternal darkness A stolen prayer A fallen Angel Calling out your name The Dark Lord The dead spirit An evil entity Death's seance Talking to the dead Eternity's damnation The damned Dead man rising Trapped inside the living dead A nightmare, within a nightmare A nightmare without end, A nightmare without' escape Your own mortality The Undertaker Soul collector Bones in the ground Made to live, born to die A cradle, a grave Endless sleep Eternal wake

Packing a piece Packing ice Trigger happy Cocked and loaded Finger on the ready Blood money Blow me off Riding shotgun Pulling shotty Pulling rank Throwing it back Swallowing hard Hooking up and hooked on you Solicit a dream An illicit drug A prostituted religion Human traffic Flesh and bone and the bone collector The sex trade today is a shore, fast and hard way To get off, to die A suicidal bride, a homicidal love affair Infectious, diseased and contagious Cranked up on crack, cocaine Bleeding out from all crevices, from the eyes Dirty bloods, Novacaine in a discarded and used syringe Just trying to get off, just trying to get home, some where safe inside myself Some where else were I can't feel any more Free from this death score free from this life

Took a bullet to the head The mind's eye and a righteous prayer Pistol whipped, bled and made to prey Call of the wild Survival of the fittest God's assailants Man of war Blooded, Brotherhood, sisterhood and the virgin Mary Mother Mary and the crucibles of the Holy Cross Young blood, blood money, homicidal, suicidal and the crucified God's assailants' A new age addiction A drugged religion

In the broken light of shadows fall, comes a beacon of light, on the break of waves Shadows cast to fall in the undertow and the undertaker, task maker Graver the days at play of cradles in the night Through the eye of a needle Lost in a haystack, blowing smoke rings, halos to the Heavens Shrouded in by and surrounded by the eye of the advancing storm To lay down your arms on a bed of roses she waits, as she lies to rest in the eiderdown of cotton woolly clouds On the coming storm cells, on the rise and fall Of the changing of seasons Taken back to Broken mountain, aloft, adrift the howling winds of recourse and change Born into a pack of wolves Through no fault of your own self worth, your place of birth and rest Out on the prairie of Silent night, away in a manger The light of Christ on the back of your crucifix Thrown to the wilderness May the Lord have mercy on us all, by the grace of God New moon on the rise Lunar rays a deluge in a teacup A storm that rages

Caught out in the cross fire of Heaven and Hell on earth Involuntary treatment order Electroconvulsive therapy Prodded and probed, diodes Electrodes implanted in the brain of the crucible sum A certified and crucified Lab rat, in the practice of test dummies Made to run and made to run the gauntlet through mazes of mace and haze blinded and lead astray through a maze of confused states of play in awareness of your own self identities inner self in working out A means to a beginning and an end A runner, chemically castrated, lobotomised and sanitised Realities, task driven in hostage of a hosted artificial sanity and reality Deemed insane for the practise of a mad man's pursuit of the idiosyncratic and insanities of a Freudian crime against humanity Barbarism and sadism of the psychiatrist of psychopathic psycho analytical, academia, philosophical, theological and psychological Sociopath and psychopath professors of madness

Sky dancer, box kite glider Ice pick, crystal meth Undertaker, underneath the pack ice of extinction Day city night crew of amends Shifting into cruise control Changing gears, coming on strong Woke and wake, chasing down a dream A free lance writer, riding high paperback writer, paperback boy Doing time, taking down lines On the exchange of the wet markets On the false pretence of the black market and the green back Selling misery and disease Of vile and viruses of germ warfare and the task master mind of the worlds demise Pirated copy, no riddle, or reason no rhyme Head strong, head on in transit Dry dock, shipyards Junk ships Just of the shoulder of the Continental shelf of the Orient and the tectonic plates of the Himalayan foot hills and the Great Wall of China In tow of vessel, fire and ice Frozen in the tundra of particles of disintegration

Death reached out A stranger's hand Holler and withered Skins, death's mask That wore a face of no remorse, The final expression A victimless crime Stretched out across the Grim Reaper's brow A lost identity, a sunken loss of an expressionless stare were once there were hollow sockets of once there were eyes Death in disguise, worn out, sewn and cross stitched In patch work patches Of the demons of character and remark In vocation and in quotation of all that was two faced Evil begets evil Hear no evil, see no evil, fear no evil No faith, no fate God arrested, the Devil's advocate Keeper of the damned mindless and confused The dead spirit of the soulless mind and mindless moment In honesties, self integrity Of the all self serving and inconsequential of the non conscientious The mindlessness and evil entities welcome thee to the infirmary of Inferno and the pits of Hell

In through the backdoor, outside, inside outsized, in sized out sided, in the out house Up sided, going down side, going down town in a stretch A house of cards in housed to house a host of hands A royal flush in routine to a royal salute Twenty one pilots and twenty one gun salutes; the house takes all Undertaker over tabled and under handed Over the tables on the throw of a wild card Pistol on the draw, double barrel shotgun on the ready Ousted on a Bloody Mary blowing out halos; smoke rings with a Cuban cigar Seven stacked high, thirteen billion riding on the line Took a walk on the wild side riding shotgun In a coffin casket You were already dead before you walked in through the outhouse, in through the back door And ousted out through the front doors, never looking back to see yourself again in the light of day Forever and a day gone by; going out; out for the count; in the dead of night! A corpse bride in bridled; in wed lock to the brides of Christ Life's; a gamble;

Every flippant remark was a flint struck match lighting the next unattended fire in my mind Brilliantly this cumulative blaze migrated to the body, both plane and pilot as some entrancing Icarus aloft, for now Blood boiled over turning tar thick sapping sluggishly slowing down my fervor for being, a decennium spent asmolder, pyrolysis personified Corazón turned coal reserve, a finite fuel source burning ceaselessly, an exothermic core as a way to keep myself warm amongst this indiscriminate pitch Raised to be razed in perpetuity until the carbon collects so deeply there remains only fertile ground for new growth and diamonds when I'm willing to dig Windblown seeds of change drank deeply my tears to nourish the aboreal wonderland that now cradles me divinely in freedom and protection It is with eager enamel that I break the ripened flesh of my piquant desires, juice running proudly from my lips to my next steps In this canopy I am shaded from most further burning all the while

Impendium imperium dependents rely on spoon-fed delirium values aligned with the popular image a little sex appeal, a little marketing a little victimhood for overdraft protection real? What's real? What's realer than numbers? If there is a DNA of kings, here's where you get the serum from: taking the easy way out for yourself, sell short walk away with ears full of prophetic responses synthetic sympathetics, cut one off and grow two more who you don't have in your life right now you can have in time keep at it, a soul is still a tip to a whore everything's for sale when you're the king it can't afford not to be, people can't afford to be human beings yeah, you might come at me with some indignity, but your words fall short if you wanna run your mouth and don't first kiss the rings, so heavy on the knuckles they wrap up the fist so tight, that I can't even scrape my hand when I punch you out for the night, I've got too many eager to tell me what's not wrong with me

Lips meet so sloppily, fumbling in strobe lights, mouthing the wrong lyrics, hoping this goes right, drowning in rhythm. A prismatic world borne of artifice captures the lives of two girls in an interstice.

The doomsday device, the killing machine of evil enterprise and death's design Semi automatic for the people's army, for the people of war Autonomous, a serial killer without remorse A sociopath and a righteous prayer, virtuous without conscience A homicidal, suicidal maniac, a psycho killer Vengeance, mercilessness, soulless the living dead Anonymous and targeted of a victimless crime Making a killing just to stay alive, waiting your turn to shine and die Show no mercy, God willing and a terrorist act Judgement day the second coming and the apocalypse The day the earth burned and the Angels wept as the Heavens bled The day God returned and the dead stood up

Falling from the light Swallowed by the black Chasing silhouettes Shadows on the walls Eternal darkness A stolen prayer A fallen Angel Calling out your name The Dark Lord The dead spirit An evil entity Death's seance Talking to the dead Eternity's damnation The damned Dead man rising Trapped inside the living dead A nightmare, within a nightmare A nightmare without end, A nightmare without' escape Your own mortality The Undertaker Soul collector Bones in the ground Made to live, born to die A cradle, a grave Endless sleep Eternal wake

Packing a piece Packing ice Trigger happy Cocked and loaded Finger on the ready Blood money Blow me off Riding shotgun Pulling shotty Pulling rank Throwing it back Swallowing hard Hooking up and hooked on you Solicit a dream An illicit drug A prostituted religion Human traffic Flesh and bone and the bone collector The sex trade today is a shore, fast and hard way To get off, to die A suicidal bride, a homicidal love affair Infectious, diseased and contagious Cranked up on crack, cocaine Bleeding out from all crevices, from the eyes Dirty bloods, Novacaine in a discarded and used syringe Just trying to get off, just trying to get home, some where safe inside myself Some where else were I can't feel any more Free from this death score free from this life

Took a bullet to the head The mind's eye and a righteous prayer Pistol whipped, bled and made to prey Call of the wild Survival of the fittest God's assailants Man of war Blooded, Brotherhood, sisterhood and the virgin Mary Mother Mary and the crucibles of the Holy Cross Young blood, blood money, homicidal, suicidal and the crucified God's assailants' A new age addiction A drugged religion

In the broken light of shadows fall, comes a beacon of light, on the break of waves Shadows cast to fall in the undertow and the undertaker, task maker Graver the days at play of cradles in the night Through the eye of a needle Lost in a haystack, blowing smoke rings, halos to the Heavens Shrouded in by and surrounded by the eye of the advancing storm To lay down your arms on a bed of roses she waits, as she lies to rest in the eiderdown of cotton woolly clouds On the coming storm cells, on the rise and fall Of the changing of seasons Taken back to Broken mountain, aloft, adrift the howling winds of recourse and change Born into a pack of wolves Through no fault of your own self worth, your place of birth and rest Out on the prairie of Silent night, away in a manger The light of Christ on the back of your crucifix Thrown to the wilderness May the Lord have mercy on us all, by the grace of God New moon on the rise Lunar rays a deluge in a teacup A storm that rages

Caught out in the cross fire of Heaven and Hell on earth Involuntary treatment order Electroconvulsive therapy Prodded and probed, diodes Electrodes implanted in the brain of the crucible sum A certified and crucified Lab rat, in the practice of test dummies Made to run and made to run the gauntlet through mazes of mace and haze blinded and lead astray through a maze of confused states of play in awareness of your own self identities inner self in working out A means to a beginning and an end A runner, chemically castrated, lobotomised and sanitised Realities, task driven in hostage of a hosted artificial sanity and reality Deemed insane for the practise of a mad man's pursuit of the idiosyncratic and insanities of a Freudian crime against humanity Barbarism and sadism of the psychiatrist of psychopathic psycho analytical, academia, philosophical, theological and psychological Sociopath and psychopath professors of madness

Sky dancer, box kite glider Ice pick, crystal meth Undertaker, underneath the pack ice of extinction Day city night crew of amends Shifting into cruise control Changing gears, coming on strong Woke and wake, chasing down a dream A free lance writer, riding high paperback writer, paperback boy Doing time, taking down lines On the exchange of the wet markets On the false pretence of the black market and the green back Selling misery and disease Of vile and viruses of germ warfare and the task master mind of the worlds demise Pirated copy, no riddle, or reason no rhyme Head strong, head on in transit Dry dock, shipyards Junk ships Just of the shoulder of the Continental shelf of the Orient and the tectonic plates of the Himalayan foot hills and the Great Wall of China In tow of vessel, fire and ice Frozen in the tundra of particles of disintegration

Death reached out A stranger's hand Holler and withered Skins, death's mask That wore a face of no remorse, The final expression A victimless crime Stretched out across the Grim Reaper's brow A lost identity, a sunken loss of an expressionless stare were once there were hollow sockets of once there were eyes Death in disguise, worn out, sewn and cross stitched In patch work patches Of the demons of character and remark In vocation and in quotation of all that was two faced Evil begets evil Hear no evil, see no evil, fear no evil No faith, no fate God arrested, the Devil's advocate Keeper of the damned mindless and confused The dead spirit of the soulless mind and mindless moment In honesties, self integrity Of the all self serving and inconsequential of the non conscientious The mindlessness and evil entities welcome thee to the infirmary of Inferno and the pits of Hell

In through the backdoor, outside, inside outsized, in sized out sided, in the out house Up sided, going down side, going down town in a stretch A house of cards in housed to house a host of hands A royal flush in routine to a royal salute Twenty one pilots and twenty one gun salutes; the house takes all Undertaker over tabled and under handed Over the tables on the throw of a wild card Pistol on the draw, double barrel shotgun on the ready Ousted on a Bloody Mary blowing out halos; smoke rings with a Cuban cigar Seven stacked high, thirteen billion riding on the line Took a walk on the wild side riding shotgun In a coffin casket You were already dead before you walked in through the outhouse, in through the back door And ousted out through the front doors, never looking back to see yourself again in the light of day Forever and a day gone by; going out; out for the count; in the dead of night! A corpse bride in bridled; in wed lock to the brides of Christ Life's; a gamble;