Capillary stimulation proves I’m a fake.
Reckoning is empty when I am not late.
For emotions are rising in this court of thieves.
Get out or get fucked by this newfound lack of integrity.

Grit is a lie.
You can’t provide.
Uniformity is but a symptom.
Soon you’ll be my latest victim!

Possessive entity bathed in white glow.
No is a yes until I start coming for you.
Then poison is warranted in this house of fools.
Break emergency glass with thin hopes of surviving with ease.

Grit is a cry.
You can’t divide.
Uniformity is but a symptom.
Soon you’ll be my latest opinion!

Flash of a lens.
Riled up in cages.
Stalk from the flare.
Erupt as if it were in stages…
Of self reflection.
Your under no protection.
Acidic tongue without a leash.
Soon you’ll be mute from this piece.

Grit is a fad.
You can’t get passed that.
Uniformity is but a form of control.
Soon you’ll be nothing but a name on a wall!

Out of convention I bend my knee.
Flooded my soul with intention that wasn’t to be.
Danced with a soul that wasn’t my own.
Might be the reason I am left alone.

No chance for a redo.
Moments are too few.
Out of redemption,
I feel like a fraud.
Built introspection,
Just to have a clue.

Posted up in hiding with part of me.
Redacted by seconds which should never see…
Daylight dying in my grimy hands.
Cancerous suggestion that I command.

No chance for a redo.
Moments are too few.
Out of redemption,
I feel like a fraud.
Built introspection,
Just to have a clue.

Fried by my malcontent.
Using what I never meant.
Polished this turd until it did shine.
Now I’ll use it to cross another sacred line.
With a head full of pain,
Selfish runs in my vein.
I am the bastard built without a twin.

No chance for a redo.
Moments are too few.
Out of redemption,
I feel like a fraud.
Built introspection,
Just to have a clue.

But I failed again.
Embezzled then bankrupt.
Sickest of all fucks.

Needles sunk into my mind.
You leach, give me peace.
No more do I wish to be associated with your kind.
Remorse is an offensive word to you.
Depraved from surface to core.
Nothing but a disease wrapped in skin.
Get away you putrid being.

Manipulation is in permanent effect.
You are the definition of disrespect.
Interfering until you win.
Vile creature that can’t be labelled human.

Mouth full of lies.
Hand full of rage.
All you bring is more crazed.

Slaughter with a form.
Think your actions are the norm.
While you’re twisting that knife in.
Viciously smiling.

You are consumed by bile.
Only identity you’ve ever held.
And you’re proud of those you’ve felled.

Salacious and always on the prowl.
Genocide is a fixation now.

As I toil in darkness,
Evanescence won’t be long.
Lost in these shells of madness.
Sold myself short until I was gone.
Drowned by these wretched waves.
Shallow emotions can’t be raised.
Fixation has become my sentence.
Every moment born horrendous.

With a mind made of glass.
No longer holding a free pass.
Gut me!

Pulverized by my own mentions.
Separated as if I’m meant to repent.
Gripped by a lack of intentions.
My fuel is long since spent.
As wire wings hold my form.
I am no longer airbourne.
Just a husk left to rot.
Soon all I had will be forgot.

With a mind made of glass.
No longer holding a free pass.
Gut me
See me twitch.
Bleed from inside.
No curing my glitch.

With a mind made of glass.
No longer holding a free pass.

Stranded in this haze of death.
Not much longer will you wander.
Down this garden path you tread.
Mirror shatters as you said.
Still sense will not be seen.
Vent these circumstances until there are only screams.

Guarded by these mounds of dirt.
Siphon hope until a new sunrise.
Fill your boots full of hurt.
This will be your only prize.
Now wait for victims to speak.
Then prey upon those who’s fate are marked to be bleak.

Shuffle until you enter the pit.
Sink as you wallow in it.
Dreading that a new day will come.
From these shores you have been spun.
To barter guilt until it goes free.
Fractured by some solidarity.
Of jokes turned vicious by foul tongues.
Moments before a splitting punishment of your lungs.
Rendered by a ghost in motion.
Who leaves you to drown out in this acidic ocean.
Right where you dreamed you’d always die.
With a brain beaten and a body that could not survive.

Chains pulverised to dust.
You succumbed under another’s lust.

Screech before the bang bursts your eardrums.
World has been shook by some violent income.
Stagger out the door to see pure devastation.
What is on show is rubble where a home once stood.

Screams and shouts fill every second of air.
All that can be felt is terror and despair.
Running to the remnants tripping over chunks.
At one time these were walls filled with love.

Detritus shoved aside by hands stained black.
Parts of teddy bears and shoes that are never coming back.
If only these shreds were all that had been lost.
Rather than the families who’s lives have carried this cost.

Your war is not victimless.
You claim morality but dispense barbarity.
Collateral damage is never cheap.
This is the toll of your hypocritical disease.

That you can’t…
See is the cause.
Cause you are…
So drenched in blood.

Fascist wearing a suit and tie.
Pretend its security but that’s just a lie.
This isn’t strength its the epitome of cruel.
Don’t believe history will judge you as anything but a murderous criminal!

I walk these routes in my name.
Forever I can’t find my place.
Divided like I’m not complete.
Still I remain to stem this…

Void that I hold without a way to fix.
Staring at mirrors hoping for answers.
All that I get are more glimpses of chancers.

Ride these rails without a clue.
Doubts in my mind are stuck like glue.
Fuelling a fire that refuses to roar.
Feels like I am the definition of bore.

Release these bonds.
This cage is not where I’m from.
Whatever this place is it was never my home.
Locked inside glass to be spied upon.
Display something else rather than me.
Intention or not this should be criminality!

Free from the holds they put upon me.
Roaming as I should always have been.
Still feel divided but the oppression is weaker.
For the first time my days do not feel as though they’re getting bleaker.

Slices of subtlety have been lost in the woods.
Destruction reigns because these times are no good.
Look to our sky and see it is falling.
Here and now its too late to be calling.

Apocalypse is here.
This is the age of reduction.

Get out but you will not get far away.
For this time is about to decay.
Circle round the drain then drop.
This will be our ultimate flop.

False hope should be spoke no more.
The tipping point is beyond our control.
Failure has been dressed up as progress made.
All these mistakes are debts to be repaid.

Hold on to anything.
You’ll still be descending.

Popped balloon is but a tattered mess.
Same position as our current impending collision.
Into a wall is our destination to come.
Be honest we all knew this was our termination.

Crowded streets filled with moping souls.
Joy has gone for we are soon to be no more.
After all we exploited all that we touched.
Did take and take until we took too much.
Then made half hearted attempts to change course.
Still believing it all to be false.
Then the hoax we claimed it all to be came smashing through our society.
Left us rendered, left is dry.
In these last moments all we can do is cry.

Life gone in the blink of an eye.
Executed from a bullets cry.
Reckless and lacking empathy.

Injustice served, another life blinks out.
No change delivered, hence there is doubt.
Words are cheap but still they’re coming.
Forever after and we’re still running.
Cause truths are expletives that some do despise.
That’s why instead they fill their heads with lies.

Self-serving acts that bring no communion.
Truth is some of you don’t want union.
Segregation is better than living in peace.
What a twisted and screwed up belief.

Fixated on agony and how much can be wrought.
Obsessed with forcing relationships to be fraught.
Delivering only negativity into the air.
Hellbent on amplifying only despair.
With bile filled lungs tinged with spite.
Extoll it until you are labelled right.

Face your problems.
Stare them in the eyes.
A bullet is a symptom.
Just like your no comment on genocides.

Life gone in the blink of an eye.
Obliterated when ordnance does fly.

Drift on currents without a care in the world.
Feel weightless as you sore like a bird.
Mind swimming in a sea of positivity.
Smile etched across your face permanently.

This is heaven.
I’m in the right place.
Space we all want to occupy.
No need to leave.
Celebrate serenity.

Meandering at a pace that’s comfortable.
No need to rush and watch the clock.
Time goes but there is no pressure.
Oh how it feels blissful to move like the weather.

This is heaven.
I’m in the right place.
Space we all want to occupy.
No need to leave.
Celebrate serenity.

Feel the energy course through your veins.
How unrestrained life flows so freely.
Heart rate slow with a mind so calm.
Positivity that endures without any effort.

Its what we all need.
Where we all belong.
Better state of being.
Embrace your hopes and watch your joy carry on.

This is heaven.
I’m in the right place.
Space we all want to occupy.
No need to leave.
Celebrate serenity.
Celebrate serenity.
Celebrate…serenity.