You sought fame to fix your problems.
Waded out into the middle of the ocean.
Searching like a lost puppy in a hurricane.
Caged by your desire sinking further into oblivion.

Prosperity is but a dream.
It’s why you are an insomniac in shredded skin.
Sever this unreceptive connection.

Jailed by moments turned to threads.
Sifting through nothing but piles of trash.
Indecision turning hope into misguided greed.
A cell would be relief from this pain you’ve freed.

Prosperity is but a dream.
It’s why you are an insomniac in shredded skin.
Sever this unreceptive connection.

Worn in the eyes of subject matter.
Villain who has no chance to escape.
Celebrity turned you into a shell of a being.
No longer is your fact part of popular opinion.

Prosperity is but a dream.
It’s why you are an insomniac in shredded skin.
Sever this unreceptive connection.

Parrot some lines.
Trapped in a circus that has become a habit.
Fractured!
Divided by your quest for something that could never fix those holes you clinged to.

Prosperity is but a dream.
It’s why you are an insomniac in shredded skin.
Sever this unreceptive connection.
Get clean!

Deception injected streets filled with trash.
Too much noise that drowns out the crash.
Another life sold for evil to thrive.
When will our saviour rise?

Never.
For we’ve been deserted for our hubris.
Pinned limbs as if we’re a bug.
Ruling done by a thug.
Hope for respect is long past sold.
This place is icy and its resources are…
Stripped!

Judgement rendered don’t expect it to be fair.
Mulling over our failures with a fistful of salt.
Biting down on our tongues so they don’t revolt.
This is the hell that we’ve fashioned.

Zero to below in the blink of an eye.
Stitched up and swearing that we will soon slide.
Into an abyss that we dug in fear.
Sycophantic psychosis as we grin ear to ear.

Blinded.
We refuse to accept that which is clear.
That we created our own cage.
Lined it with gold as we sold ourselves as slaves.
Tore at our hearts with hooks made of rust.
A long kiss goodbye won’t change any of this.

Label me a martyr,
Treat me like a freak.
Chase me from my only home.
Force upon me defeat.
I will not abide you.
Bend and conform.
Sick of all your propaganda.
It lingers like a storm.

Puppet master you pull the strings.
Great disaster is all that you bring.
Siphoning positivity until it turns to air.
Vicious in your every moment.
You’ve stolen individuality!

Warped in your twisted visions.
Prey on those who cannot see.
Mantis in sheep’s clothing.
Killing oh so freely.
With hands bathed in soot.
You think you’re clean.
Reality is you are a disease.
You should be wiped clean.

Puppet master you pull the strings.
Great disaster is all that you bring.
Siphoning positivity until it turns to air.
Vicious in your every moment.
You’ve stolen hope and prosperity!

Psycho slaughter is what you lead the hypnotised too.
Defacing all that came before to stop the masses from turning on you.

What an infection.
Virus that refuses to fade.
Virulent in your deception.
About time I cut you free.

Get away.
Step back.
No more will you be worshipped.
Destroyer of peace and harmony.
Putrid monster obsessed with governing everybody.

I wage war against myself.
Fracturing out my health.
Drive out all my peace.
Bankrupt of any chance for relief.
With bodies stacked all around.
Clones dressed up as clowns.
I’m the fool of my every moment.
My one and only damned opponent.

Fresh projectile splits my cranium.
Done this to myself again.
Sabotage inflicted by my own hand.
Duplicates litter every inch of land.
Bathing beaches in lakes of red.
From this nightmare I cannot shed.
Snap free of my downward spiral.
Makes me wonder if I’m fixated on non-survival.

Descending from this perch on high.
Bodies fall as does the bloody sky.
As knives dance between our fingers.
Bury these emotions under layers of splinters.
Hardly holding on when days drag.
Zero is not low enough to plant our flag.
With heads booming from all this noise.
Cut out tomorrow and leave a void.

Water under bridges doesn’t fix a thing.
Forgiveness is treacherous if you’re peering.
Detached from that which is brand new.
Triggered by old as its carved in two.
From filthy hands of a deceived soul.
Open your mouth and watch moths flow.
Jokes on you there is no mercy.
Severed under garments meant to nurse thee.

Powdered yet never free and clear.
Slash these ties before they multiply.
Idiots gather so they can say they belong.
No one here is strong.
Everyone will soon be long gone.

Flushed out of erroneous system.
Quartered under duress of a victim.
Landing hard in breaks your legs.
Viciousness breeds in our heads.
Yellowing what should be pristine.
Rotten feeling that continues to turn green.
Gouging out rather than pulling through.
Soon there will be nothing left of you.

Sliding of scenes.
Birthed with screams.
Revealed by pure white light.
Showcase your unrivalled might.

Wash these sins away.

Malevolence disguised as revolution.
This has gone on for far too long.
We don’t see what we’re doing wrong.

Sever these delusions.

Oppression dressed up as a new way.
Blind to how everything is slipping each day.
Right our self inflicted stupidity.

There is no other…

Solution.
Than eliminating our pollution.
Sieving through our mass.
Locating that which can still do right.
Please have mercy if only on a few.
That is all I beg of you!

Many knives stick out my back.
Betrayal is something I have on tap.
Which one will I pull free next?

Judge, jury, executioner.
What will be the punishment I deliver unto ya?
Smile as vengeance becomes mine.

Vent my spleen.
This is my dream.

Tied in knots.
From what you’ve wrought.
Patchwork quilt across my chest.
Baring scars I did not deserve.
I wanted peace.
You wanted victory.
Torture was delivered even as I grieved.
With no pause.
You flooded and controlled.
My mind is frayed.
Redubbed most betrayed.

Twenty years my sores still seep.
Yet no longer do I feel cheap.
I can say I am finally free!

Put these eyes onto your sheets.
Betrayal came and you ignored it.
Rise above what crimes became.
Subjects born that still condemn.

Pulled from where they once called home.
Separated as if skin was flayed from bone.
Want is fresh while demand is outdated.
One wrong step and you’ll be subjugated.
Pushed upon the garbage heap.
Image turned from bold to bleak.

Set these dreams on what you glimpse.
Yank a cord to bring about change.
Staring blank as you mimic still having brains.
Sense has been removed again.

Violent seduction of martyrdom obsession.
Baked future hypocrisy lined with more oppression.
Cooked up in labs of death and doom.
Profits for these scumbag loons.
Filling pockets as they laugh out loud.
No real care for who might become a corpse.
Its not their problem even if it is their product.
Sick psycho studs with smarmy banter.
Watch you flatline without losing.

Flow of their business line.
Lick your teeth before you do a line.
Snort it, cook it, inject it, inhale it.
Anything to simply obtain shit.
Even as you wither away.
While drifting on clouds of utter decay.
Deranged from the high it gives.
Lost in this other instance.
Where everything is more than rosy.
Ignoring pain that keeps you dozy.

Pull these strings so they unravel.
What is here cannot start to gather.
One and two make seven in the deep.
Climb this mountain or you’ll become weak.
With factors beyond what you can see.
Breathe fresh moments into me.
As stars dance and angels cry.
Patricide isn’t meant to arrive.
From bones set into amber flesh.
Whispers call for every death.
Unification across these plains of green.
I am left wondering what this all means.
While fog descends like a stone.
Pierce this veil and vent.

Atmosphere won’t save us now.
Bow your heads and close your eyes.
Every moment is filled with lies.
Upon these hooks hang all guilt.
Within all chests there is silt.
Closing up airways that once flowed free.
Barter from above this dying maple tree.
While hands of power wring out blood.
Characterising damned as misunderstood.
A larger farce could not be cooked.
Yet it will forever be overlooked.
By forces not from whence they belong.
Take a moment for them to move along.
Separate and subdue what came before.

Wrench out these steps you tread.
Dissect that which you cannot comprehend.
Vicious scent birthed as if its new.
Parse these fragments right in front of two.

Your god has been power crept.
For far too long he has slept.
Fallen out of the daily routine.
No longer is your manmade grip supreme.
After having been dreamt up by you in power.
Your growing irrelevance has turned you sour.
Before long you ‘elites’ will have been relegated.
I know that is something for which you hold much hatred.
But manipulation should never define us, the masses.
Freedom is deserved in more than flashes.
Bestowed upon us by anointed.
You who like your fingers pointed.
Judgemental and sanctimonious.
More often than not erroneous.
Your time is ending, get used to it.
Upon your self fashioned throne you shall no longer sit.

Its time for you to quit.