When will nature be healing?
Feel only descent toward grieving.
Separation of a new mind.
Trapped in this spinning cage.
No longer is there a chance to save…
Empires fall into the sea.
Divination will never be.

How are we all still standing?
It was such a hard landing.
Terror grips and stings.
Clipping of fresh wings.
Saving has been aborted freely.
Errors have become a norm.
Deicide is reborn.

Patchwork of rifts that could have been.
No one stands under this ring.
As it looms overhead.
Soon all will be…

Shed of their skin.
Cast from the heart.
Shattered by delusion.
No option to impart…
Knowledge unto this group.
Forever we are stuck as brutes.
Malicious in our ways.
Grasping for outdated plays.

When will nature be healing?
Feel only descent and some thieving.
Separation won’t save this line.
Trapped by our own crime.
No longer is there a chance to see…
Empires are long lost in the sea.
Divination did not return to be.

Sliding pieces into place until they fit.
Figuring out what must be next.
Hands rising like a plague from sand.
Eyes piercing what no man commands.
With stained tatters formed into lines.
Wretched are we who stand without ground.
Formed in moments lost to voids.
Imagine new comments cast with lies made true.

Beaten from two dimensions into four.
Polarity has fractured however.
Damned upon these tortured stones.
Carved out until space is numb.
Open books ignite new wars.
Rage filled and locked in place.
Dissect forms into shattered shells.
Wound around these flesh puppet heresies.

Strung out along these hidden plains.
Eruption from deep within stagnation.
Reeled in and cast to mud.
Bark rather than forge a home.
Forceful impressions wrapped in fog.
Screams that remove an edge.
Pilfered gestures sold in waves.
Watchful we are but that which will not be saved.

Walk these barren acid clogged plains.
This is the state of all that remains.
For we choked every fibre out of this rock.
Proved that deep down we didn’t give a fuck.
With our selfish eyes set on our own greed.
This current situation proves we are a crude breed.

Languishing out in the poison air.
This is a place filled with only despair.
Justice has long since died a death.
We’d be better if we’d overdosed on meth.
Instead only a few dozen of us are still roaming.
And most of us have nothing but mouths that are foaming.

For humanity is dead and gone.
What survives will not carry on.

Sanity torn to shreds and replaced by rage.
There is nobody who occupies the rank of sage.
Promise squandered in the halls of our violence.
That is why this dead world is now filled with silence.
Soon my day will come just like all the rest.
I feel nothing for I have no heart left in my boney chest.

Our civility is long gone.
Nothing will survive this destruction.

So as I lie on these irradiated dunes watching as my vision narrows.
I am aware that we failed more than even I once believed was possible.
Putting it into words has no point for not a single soul remains but me.
I killed the rest, for they were monsters, which is why I lie here and wait for inevitability!

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!