There Are No Allies

Laced with a deicide mind bred for a single thing.
Wait for the inevitable boom that’s about to ring.
Fuelled only by negative sentiment.
Does this sound like a healthy environment?
No, and that’s because its not.
Yet this is social media in its current state.
Tearing down those who only wish to share.
Programming is to what the masses do adhere.
Unable to form opinions without a guiding hand.
Why not just demand you are told how to follow someone else’s command?

Friend is foe and family is disowned.
All that matters is what some ‘star’ might condone.

Lashed until venom is the only language you speak.
Hard on to turn every day into something bleak.
Driven only by that desire.
Its the worst kind of internal fire.
One fuelled by the adulation of those of this hive mind.
Each and every one of them is right from wrong blind.
With ammunition up to their eyes.
No care for who might soon die.
By suicide or mass vicious slaughter.
Could be her mum, his sister or your youngest daughter.

Friend is foe and family is disowned.
All that matters is what some ‘star’ might condone.

Blind, dead and dumb.
The deaf perished before all of them.
Defiled has become a religion.
Sowing loathing and breeding obsession.

Zealot

What are these puppet strings that I pull?
No solace is given from this activity.
Weaving a narrative meant to be amplified.
But all I feel is my world divide.

Forget pollution that I forged.
My mind I want torched.
Cleansed of what I have wrought.
Lay me to rest or show me a way.
To prevent this abomination that I carved so excessively!

How do these chains fix an ounce I have done?
For I am the one who tore down our son.
Butchered innocents as they did sleep.
Smile at the expunging of peace.

Framed in a manner I don’t deserve.
My mind needs to be purged.
Cleansed of what I have wrought.
Lay me to rest or show me a way.
To undo these abominations I conjured fanatically!

Pierce this veil I fashioned.
Suffocate my lack of compassion.
Try to align me to a better route,
And if you can’t then give me the boot.
By sealing away this despicable me.
For you have now seen what I will enact most selfishly.

Inked With Blood

A walk amongst detritus.
No space to inspire us.
What lives is a mistake.
Prosperity born from what you use to deceive us.

Mirrors line our gilded halls.
Places where no ones hears desperate calls.

Tombstones and frauds.
Violations branded as gods.
Siphon light from our hope.
Bend our minds until they are beyond broke.

Fade into these hellscapes.
Painted from nightmares made manifest.

Rung out and stamped down.
Cast away or impaled now.
Concocting justice with a splash of crime.
Evisceration if you cross an invisible line.

Concrete shard prisons.
War bred divisions.
Locked up and key thrown far.
Never will our world survive this depravity,
Of misery and bodies piled.
Peace has become reviled.
Deception is now a currency.
Invent a thing to multiple pain exponentially!

Defaced

All these faces and none quite fit.
Breathe this air that turns me sick.
With a head full of dreams and a chest full of loss.
Another dose might enact a cost,
That I can’t pay with what I own.
While begging you to leave me alone.
A venom blade cutting through the night.
Into my skin I feel you bite.
Like a plague you defeat me.
But give me freedom from this scheme.
No more codependent mind fuck pills.
Tired of how my head continues to fill.
So slice these bonds, let me go.
Even divided I still yearn to be whole.

Lacerations line my every view.
Upon this altar I became brand new.
Sacrificed to be a phoenix reborn.
But instead branded with scorn.
Paralysed with a bile most fierce.
Negativity that fills my ears.
Poisoning that which I believed pure.
I’m at my worst when I am here.
You call me dear, you shout at me.
Spiralling as I’m freefalling.
Ground is getting closer now.
Close my eyes and wait to pound.
Right into this floor at full tilt
You destroyed everything I ever built.

Puppets In Strings

Hear the tip toes tap as you sneak down the hall.
I’m not judging as I listen no more.
Your life your choice but don’t drag me in.
What I do is live how I will be dying.

Silence these deeds are done.
Banter will not end this run.
Force is an answer held by those chained.
Rupture these nights and fuel more flames.
With a crooked smile of innocence dead.
Lie from dawn until you are well fed.
Pecking at carrion is a call too late.
Scream for no mercy.
Burn down the iron gate!

Skulk if you think will alone can save you.
I know these trespasses won’t fill your pit.
You dug this hole with all your doubt.
Now you must be the one to stem all of it.

Presence is not your only enemy.
Glance to your left but still you don’t see.
Clawing at new skin.
It won’t be helping.
You’ve fell into this haze and painful are these memories.
Tearing at you now.
Feeling confounded and down.
Perforated by indecision.
As ever you search for your next religion!

Always seeking, never sought.
Too cheap and easily you are bought.
Degraded without a word to counter.
Voice lost, shivering, never heard speaking your own words.

Said What I Said

No more laying waste to hopes and dreams.
Sitting upon this man made theme.
Plotting this while others toil away.
You only represent absolutely nobody.
Stuck in a past that never existed.
Cheese for a camera is another staged misdeed.

I said what i said.
Sick of rhetoric.
Walk but do not speak.
Disease well and truly gifted.
Shoved down throats.
Twisting insides.
Every word spoken only fuels more lies.

Dividing along what you hope will be a conquer line.
Slice up honesty and take it with lime.
Parading to an avenue of war drums.
Holding fists aloft like guns.
Ogling that which you aspire to leash.
Picking at this scab labelled peace.

I said what i said.
Sick of rhetoric.
Walk but do not speak.
Disease well and truly gifted.
Shoved down throats.
Twisting insides.
Every word spoken only fuels more lies.

Languishing on steps meant to embody freedom.
Calculated how you can come back for a re-run.
No sense in ignoring what you believe is wrong.
If a rule stunts you then burn it to nothing.
Carve at peace to replace it with kill.
Spew acrid black ooze until all are still.
For these borders are what gives you thirst.
Genocidal in your every blood soaked verse.
Of patronising something that once had a soul.
Now though it a virus of patriotic control.
Keeping in line those who do not quite fit.
And if they make a sudden move beating them to shit!

Your Limitations Are Not Mine

Imagine this world and future.
Frightened children ripped from their mother’s arms.
Fathers breaking calm for their families.
This sound abhorrent to you like it does to me?
Now inject blood types as the reason.
Segregation based on A, O, B.
Pathetic is how it sings to me.
For you cannot control the way you were born.
Or where you are fucking from.
So to judge by these items screams of decay.
Once that sets in there is only one way.

You’re going down.
Its a spiral to oblivion.

And try as you might it can’t be stemmed.
Like the spewing of blood from some ruined limbs!

Fixated on what a person was born.
Judging my blood is no different than skin.
Sounds ludicrous until you engage a brain cell.
If you do you might realise that its just a spell.
Form of division sold for wars sake.
To elongate bloodshed and keep up pure hate.
What purpose beyond could it even be?
I haven’t got a clue cause its all deranged stupidity to me.
But then I’m a leftie, handed I mean.
And forever and a day we’ve been seen as not preem.
Well fuck all you haters you’re just thirsting on jealousy!

Hastened

Shattered remnants cast to the floor.
Don’t want to keep running in circles anymore.
With a head full of static and a mouth full of bile.
Too much too soon will only hasten our clarion call.

Pacing back and forth without a care.
That which once burned as an emergency flare.
Has now faded into an obscure murk of history.
Repackage these strands until I have hands to hold.

Siphon out energies that are not my own.
All so I may sit upon this over wanted throne.
Berating people who refuse to bow when I arrive.
If they do not conform then soon they will not be alive.

Intelligence worn down to a thread.
All to keep these masses well and truly fed.
So palace dwellers may keep their lots in court.
Slashed from the faces of monuments that should abort.

Basic need replaced by insistence.
No more will I slot these pieces into place.
For this age of regression has become a void of disgrace!

Ply fingers from my mind.
I dreamt these villains were always mine.
Head full of demons and a chest full of lies.
Suspect decisions are all that does now arise.

Terminate the rails.
Close off humility.
Sow seeds of de-birth.
Oblivion with no reversal.
Vent out as you are torn.

Shattered remnants cast to the floor.
Don’t want to keep running in circles anymore.
With a head full of static and a mouth full of bile.
Too much too soon will only hasten our clarion call and my denial.

Paint These Walls

You face the crossroads alone.
Depressed like a dog without a bone.
Cycling backward as if I am glued.
Permanently thinking that I’m fucking screwed.

Consensus is gone.
Where did I come from?
With a head full of fog.
Blood running cold.
What continues to fail is my attempts at resolution.

Paint these walls…
With the blood of my enemies.
Trained to travel across oceans of greed.
Wading in where even death won’t tread.
Soon my soul will have been forgotten…
By the sands of time!

Preservation has no key.
Take this smile from me.
Watch my face twist.
You won’t be missed.
Except this madness to continue to exist.

Paint these walls…
With the blood of my enemies.
Trained to travel across oceans of greed.
Wading in where even death won’t tread.
Soon my soul will have been forgotten…
By the sands of time!

Faker of sentiment.
Lacking in compassion.
Trashed by false intent.
Severing my once sacred identity.

Daedra

Head first into oblivion.
Realm of violence and division.
Sitting upon thrones of blood.
Bones stick out like wood.

Daedra.
Daedra.
They will invade ya.
Degrade your universe.
Make you recite their demonic verse.

Eventide is no solution.
Soon will come the abusing.
Dilution of your very soul.
Plundering of all control.

Daedra.
Daedra.
They will invade ya.
Degrade your universe.
Make you recite their demonic verse.

Sacrificial lamb on a stone.
Damning you to face this alone.
Blood for the beings of death.
No escape from what they impress.

Daedra.
Daedra.
They will invade ya.
Degrade your universe.
Make you recite their demonic verse.

Twisting peace into fetid lie.
Light in your eyes will wither as you cry.
Pleading only cements this fate.
No bargaining for these deities have only one rate.
Butchering and conquering for their cruel whims.
These Daedra shall usurp and claim everything!