I don't impress myself, willing to compress my state, drain the moment, bleed the vein of Poetic justice. Brooding over this seldom compelling story, my lifes work, should have no worry of becoming yesterday's worst. I don't think I'm the best, I'll let you put me through any test, as long as I can say. I told you so when the end shows, I'm on top. I'll never stop, I'm not a tamed beast, I won't join the theives feast, you steal the fame you have. I earn the very thing that some times can burn my hand, as I make the final stand. I don't say I'm the best, I'll let you give me any test, my heart beats, my eyes blank I'll see through your pretense, since after all in the test, I'm the intense guest.(...) Go on, get away from me, go on get away from. Me. You say I'm blind, truth hurts you can't see, I know, that today and every other, I'll be ready to take a test, if you want to give me another. test your guest, I'll place the hace onto your intelligence race, brilliance just around the corner, a beating heart, of the former champion in my hand. As I make my Final stand.
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Feed off of instinct or sit back and retreat into what might be real. Feel the sting or roll with the pain. Kill the thrill, and watch me fade. I. Never knew the answers. I. always wanted to tell you. I. Didn't have the nerve to spin around and turn the truth around. I, Just let my life slip away and fall into decay. I. Guess I should have crawled onto the shore. I. Covered in blood, lost in love, watching romance die with reason to live. I fell back into my shell. I. Even with this constant ache found that love has been driven over by a tank of tainted traits.. Erelevent violations kept written inside of a book that shades the fire burning in the day. Read through the book, or sit back and deceive myself with a lack of self respect. Feel the ring inside of my head, as I fold with the stain of my life on this earth. Steal the Hate from another to inflict it on the other. I. Conclude I never asked the right questions. I. Refuse to be the one to rescue the chosen fallen. I. Have run out of clues to find the truth. I. Share the shame of spilling my life onto Deaths table. I. Know my hope was drained with the paranoid thoughts that had drown me everyday. I. Saw that it was too late, for me to save my mind from the resting shade, before I just slip and fade....Turn around and face what you want to be, Turn about and taste what you can see. Fuck around and waste the time you have. Fuck up and kill yourself after you've talked your way through life. Nothing, No more, No one, Will except you again. Without.. Without. (Me) I carried you through the pits of hell, strapped a sword to my stolen soul and prepared for my darkside to rip out. Lashout, and knock you out. Begin with one thing my revenge!>>(....) Compare yourself to those you've betrayed, exalt the slaves you've slayed. Test your compassion. The one feeling you lack, the one instant when your life gos black.. BLAME ME! Nothing, No more, No one will help you again. They know about your putrid sin...And God damnit Motherfucker, I'm not your FRIEND

Who am I to say that I'm right and you’re wrong? who are you to say I'm weak and you’re strong?.. Never do these things and you'll live without me giving you hell. Why should I take an order in exchange for wet flesh? Why should you be content to try and make me do this? I don't think it makes sense, I believe you've gone off on a permanent power trip, time to come back to reality, live through gravity, find out that your standing on the same dirt as me, and not on a floor of gold. This is where the silence comes in, to make you wish that one of us will eventually attempt amends. Evidently you don't see the real me, search for the key, break the three faces on the wall, ones eyes moving, you’re in need to take the sight from your flesh, one way to give in is to give up, all the time you left was time for me to reflect. The damage has been shown, all the time my love was gone, you never mentioned how distant I was, you only thought there was control in your world, you thought wrong, I thought strong, I proved myself right you lost sight, the light of reality is just behind you, turn around and feel the burn. Who are you to look away when I try to say just how much I've changed? who am I to exchange respect for a derelict? Who would I be to lie? Who are you to hide those feelings inside? Why should I save the slave? Why should you stutter after you realize my soul doesn't flutter? Are you afraid? Do you feel that some one will. Finally steal your heart? Maybe from the start I saw through your deepening stare, I noticed you didn't seem to care, I didn't seem to want anything to do with you, now I know, without you I'll easily pull through. You’re gone, I'm done with telling you off, you’re all about decent, I'm out, and you can't seem to bring me back in. The thing you want. You can't have. I have stated this before, you can't dig my Grave, I wont have a slave that isn't worth the price to pay for owning one, I wont give in to a bitch that treats me like a stitch. I can't seem to feel your face, and I know why. Its because you lie, that’s not your only one, inside that place you hide is the second. My twin shadows over compensate for your two faced lies, I have two souls, one thinking, the other hunting. Hunting yours. Who are you to look back and say that I'm the one off track? who am I to look around and say I lost my ground? It doesn't seem possible you say. I say follow me this way be free this day. Come on, now go away, you've seen freedom, what? that’s it. Go away. Be free. Go away, I don't want to see your face today, not in this place or any other, no not even another. Don't bother, for if you do I'll be forced to smother. Every hope you had, and love you were glad to keep. I told you leave or I'll seep, into your sleep and turn your soothing dreams into nightmares, I don't have any cares, I won't be the one to have many loves, but I'll be the one to constantly shove the shit from my eyes. Your lies, my whys. The reason for you to cry...

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This place takes away my only way to get inside My own God....Your just jealious of the Selfish you can't stay away..keep me inside yourself...And I...Love the way. You bleed for me..inside and out...Inside and Out...Can't explain the way I gotta reastrain better than me Gotta find another way to be another way to bleed just lead me to the life of the Need...and I...Can;t seem to shake, the rakeing of my life, rake me Inside...(.,..,.) You know I can't restrain the blatant way each day. I.. Come close. and Fill the noose with a neck, just to Check the way too Fuck your own life, your pussies sweet but your lifes bleak and I need more than this..Too push on..With my sickness. pretend you're just another ease an ease of shame another way too Become what I want... you your my way my way too salvation my new revelation pushing myself away from time a good day a fleeing shame a breaking ray of light.....Come closer, feel like a loser...You...Just need a way...too face everyday without disdain come..My way..I...will show you..a path..of Pain. Come too me..Come too me...Come too me. Inside.. You'll see theres nothing left too hide somthing's gone nothing left too Hide inside you need another way too bleed through the day I can't find my way..Out of this broken glass shattered dream room of Decay

FUCK YOUR DREAM! Reap those feinding blaspheming whores that keep knocking on deaths door, I see the paper soaked in mud, lying on the ground, falling into the drain. Wheels of a broken name seeping into the Rain. Number my name, and I'll creep into your mind with past shame.. Label the Number inside of my Name and I'll reap your soul with a craving of Pain. Leak my life, then number none of my name, I'll be there waiting... Break through the wall that's covered in damage going on a mental rampage feeding the demon inside to hurt myself, place no blame on you just me and everything inside of me as I see what you do! I hate myself for knowing...For knowing. Your fucking sins, break off that seed within, it'll sprout with evil, and shed the skins of demons within! I might be right, but I could never tell with such a shell of my memory failing on me, fading away with the day light! Real, the blaspheming feinders to get inside of my business, to creep inside my life.. Number my name, and I'll creep into your mind with past shame.. Number the label you made, and I'll recover the strain with a page written by a ghost of disdain. 3 I'm a mathematical equation calling out for appraising. Give me a price, what am I worth? what do you want to offer to abuse me? to fuck me? to rape me? to shape me? to trap me? to Tear me apart and separate the pieces? 2! I'm a divided equation what do you need to come out with an equal of me? Do you want to cut my losses and slice my face? Do you want to peel my face off place it on a mantel and pray for me to cancel? This section is closed.1! I'm a philosophical question Is it you want to see me bleed die or dry up and become dust, so I can be buried and forgotten, but the error is, you can't forget the flexible, you can't return the hexible, you can't retract a statement made to your Gods face when you MEANT IT!
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I can hear you breathe, I can see you sleep. I'm in your life, much to close, to be put out. Your not that precious, just another debt, your not my pet, your not my toy, your not my love, your my prey. I hope some one will pray for you. The silence of the pshycho presses forward onto you. I can touch your face, you wouldn't even wake, I could kiss your lips, you wouldn't make a twitch, I should tear your heart out. But then I wouldn't have time to get out. You have no luck, its too late, Iv already snuck inside. Your not my Love, your Not my pleasure, your not my life, your just my Prey. I think I'll pray for you. I think I'll play with you.(Toy) Please me. (Satisfy my urge.) Give in to what you deserve. (Agony) Murder at Midnight. (Soon you'll never see) Bleeding on me. (You'll know everything Iv said was right.) I can feel your neck, and taste your breath. I can hold on tight, help to tremble the night. I have my hands on you. I won't let go. Its to know. Your Not my Life, your not my problem, your not a waste. your my love, my toy, my prey. My Pretty Prey. My Delicious victim. A lost Letter doused in blood.

The vicious cycle tearing you apart,You’ve lost it all, you blame the broken heart,All alone at last you don’t know where to start.One step away from your demise.Go right ahead, tell us some more lies.The band is getting bigger,And the favors are getting harder.You can’t stand the reflection,You’re staring at the demon…When the lids peel themselves open the light burns,Inside your simple little world you hurt..All that was so clear now blurred,One mind that was made, many mistakes repaid.Your life is slipping from your grasp right into the gutter.The band is getting bigger,And the favors are getting harder.You can’t stand the reflection,You’re staring at the demon..The spiral is getting wider,Time is getting shorter,Your life is strung out on a rope,At the end your life dangling for all to see,For all to read, all to glare gawk and steal.In an instance you’d trade it all in,Another lie slips, another fucking truth bent.

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Crippled freaks in the streets.Crush the means swallow the seams.Hidden behind the messages painted on the mirrors.Lipstick blood stained fucked upside down lifes little horrors.A new meaning is found.Yeah, when you control the sluts in the square.Its a frothing monster that smells blood in the air.Carnivorous beasts line the streets.Carefully select the meats.One two three its time to eat.Feast on the populace.When it boils down to insanity.Its all about adults, its about adult lively hood.Its all fucking psychotic, sex addicts.Fuck fuck fuck until you cant fucking see straight.Makes you wonder in a world of perverse behavior where children come in to play.In a land where madness reigns.There is no morality.Only darkness is maintained.And the money for the fame is the only thing that stays the same.The change lies within the souls of those that we watch decay.In a world of confusion with a populace drowning in indulgence.