None Of The Above (Should Be Governing)

Too blind to see the Machiavellian play.
Or eager at looking the opposite way.
Convenience is not a justifiable excuse.
But then it’s what some rely on by choice.
As plausible deniability continues to soar.
Wonder if any of you will understand these statements just bore.

Adamant procedures are in effect.
Reality is indicating that is circumspect.
Cause actions speak louder than words.
And we’ve been deafened by repeated antics.
For once don’t follow played out tactics.
Like answering a question that has not been asked about.

Whirling round until we’re all dizzy and dumb.
It’s why cynicism has turned us numb.
We know the phrases before they appear.
Repetition from ear to every other ear.
And so we roll our eyes as a collective.
Clear that you hundreds have nothing else to give.

Boredom by definition swims in public view.
These are words from all of us to each of you.
Sick of this cycle that never breaks away.
Definition of insanity is doing the same thing expecting a new outcome!

Tired of these canned replies.
Or statements without an ounce of commitment.
Flitting between whatever current affair gets most traction.
Sad place to be continually frequenting.
Now that futures have become so uniform.
Choice has faded to the least worst option.

In Halls Of Terror

Printing out your madness.
Broadcasting across the world.
Deflection from a shady history.
Wrapping truth behind an endless string of lies.
Nail yourself to a cross to imitate Christ.

Siphoning away the dough.
As wars are instigated with a thrill.
Disorientate to bring about conformity.
Obsessed with your own brand of grand celebrity.
Building an empire of hate and debauchery.

Unify only those with an agenda.
Have criminals cry with elated laughter.
Suck out positivity once and for all.
A new order steeped in misdirection counter plays.
Body blocking progress with rage.

Silence screams in halls of terror.
Build these walls.
Kill for pleasure.
While sordid secrets writhe like worms.
I see the similarities.
But like a cat your lives are many.
Have survived more than should have been plenty.
With half reinventions that are surface deep.
Into this hive you spout more bile.
A frenzy of like minded psycho freaks.
Cult that embodies a time turned vile.

Mince souls who only want peace.
Taking what isn’t for the giving.
Parasite pretending to be person.
Leeching upon what is now essentially carrion.
Flogging of a dead horse pseudo religion.

Blood Soaked Moon

Full moon rising!

Another night where I turn beast.
Best to stay away or you could end up deceased.
As fangs and talons overtake my identity.
There is little doubt of what I might be.
Monster no matter the name used.
Of atrocities I brand myself accused.

Feel the lust for carnage boiling up.
Stand before this terror and you’ll be violently cut.
No relief when I turn into this foe.
Would be better for you to go.
Control is lost in this transformation.
State absent of civility and creation.

Bite for the kill.
Slash will render prey still.
Paralysis in fear.
No remorse even if there is a tear.

Hot breath spells certain doom.
I see the outcome but have no input.
Passenger to the barbarity wrought.
This curse has to be fed.
Living tissue is it’s weakness.

Another night where I turn beast.
Best to stay away or you could end up deceased.
As fangs and talons overtake my identity.
There is little doubt of what I might be.
Monster no matter the name used.
Of atrocities I brand myself accused.

Hiding In Plain Sight

You will never see,
Darkness inside of me.
Hold a mirror over my form.
Keep this glare from revealing I’m torn.
As madness overcomes my desire.
Tired but continuing to play a role.
Damning violence while being out of control.

Cracked like glass.
I’m not coming back.
These breaks are permanent.
And so I hide how I’m irrelevant.

Menace in decree.
Split off all humility.
Empty shell puppeting form.
Little left of myself to mourn.
By shadows cast beneath these rays.
And so this dance I continue with.
I’ll offer all of the small amount I can give.

Shattered like stone.
Hence why I roam.
Bonds no longer able to comfort.
Forever will be separate and independent.

Not Deep Enough

Digging your own grave.
Broken and hollowed out.
Nothing will come to save.
Of this impending disaster there should be no doubt.

Come to pass beneath this feast of kings.
You want a seat amongst the ruling.
Disgusting in your twisted actions.
Bleed this sky.
Carve out a false communion.

Spit at these would be Gods.
Ambition to govern everybody.
Impaling non-believers on rods.
Betraying those who dare to speak with honesty.

Vestige of that which you crave most.
Banish outliers like they are ghosts.
Chew on hope to feed more dreadful deeds.
Part these seas.
Then bathe lands with instability.

Programmed to usurp and destroy.
Crush old monuments like a disease.

Feed the rich.
Exploit the poor.
Sever decency.
Make joy a crime under every sun.

Divide until conquest is secured.
That shallow rut should’ve been your home.
Sense is a word you’ve never heard.
The faster your demise the sooner a potential reunion.

Before Your Time

You’ve faded but I won’t leave your side.
I’ll keep you with me on this ride.
Refuse to let your body drift away.
You are a part of my every day.
Without you there is just a hole.
Not something I wish to fill up though.
For you will forever be a part of me.
Even in death you won’t be gone truly.

Motionless body continues to bob.
My heart broken as the pain does throb.
Can I see past what is before my nose?
No, but yet it feels as though that is how it goes.
For pain is a part of what makes us alive.
Without it we can never hope to thrive.
Not an addiction but a reminder of time.
And that in the end we all have a termination of the line.

That doesn’t mean I want you to go.
More and more I wish to see you.
Otherwise my heart stirs with so much pain.
After all you’re a part of me.
I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Alas your form had grown too weak.
My body shakes from the heartbreak.
But if I continue I’ll fade right before your eyes.
Those that are now lifeless and without cries.
Yet it sickens me to dessert you now.
Even if I see no other option how,
To keep on swimming as tides do rise.
I hope you knew I never told you lies.

Time has come for me to let you go.
Still memories will continue to flow.
I watch as your mass sinks into inky black.
Heart wrenched that you’re never coming back.
It’s like watching my world go askew.
Cursing everything that it was you.
Should’ve been me to slip to the other side.
I continued to mutter as I cried.

Not Again

Locked in a tailspin.
Barely remember control.
All around seems to be a wall.

Feeling pressure mounting.
Thunder of a heart beat ring.
A volume that is deafening.

Are these symptoms of a greater disease?
I don’t know but these voices will not quit.
Dredging up grievances that recall only destruction.
Siphoning sickness for a new…
Fragile introspection.

Taste this bile in my throat.
Choking faster than those murders she wrote.
Gagging on air that I need to breathe.
Rip out these filters, I just want to grieve!

Counters continue to keep score.
Head don’t work no more.
And so I continue to sink.

Lost within these darkened halls.
Eyes searching for an exit.
This cycle has overstayed it’s welcome.

Struggling to suck down Oxygen.
Pulse racing as if I’m dying.
What I need is a rest from oblivion.

Facsimiles of a style once pursued.
Took medication and now I am screwed.
Addicted to sickness I never wanted to abide.
Screwing myself into this wet stinky soil.
My blood forever on the boil.
No longer do I wish to endlessly toil!

Locked in a tailspin.
Barely remember control.
All around seems to be a wall.

Feeling pressure mounting.
Thunder of a heart beat ring.
A volume that is deafening.

Smoothbrain

To be at your peak and yet down at the bottom.
Quicker you’re gone the faster you’re forgotten.
Not sure how you have gone so long.
Luck must have favoured you rotten.

Spoilt brat thrashing in place.
Take others ideas and run go get all the praise.
Cause you are so desperate for a pat on your empty head.
Pity you don’t put real effort in instead.

Dragging us all down like an anchor set loose.
Feels like an unbreakable fucking noose.
Destroying what took so long to build.
Thanks for the speed run to being killed.

All mouth with no substance.
Arrogance is what you hold in abundance.
But time for talk is dead and gone.
Turns out you were generally wrong.

Be pleased to see you get out.
No longer have to listen to the crap you spout.
A whirling dervish of endless noise.
Between bouts of throwing round all your toys.

Messiah Of Greed

When things don’t go your way,
You flip into a chaotic tendency.
Feeling left out in the cold.
Synapses snapped from being old.
Double down on devastation at a whim.
No remorse for anything.
Serving pain up on a fake gold platter.
How long before the illusion will shatter?

Tirade spouted out into a void.
Anyone would think you unemployed.
Shaking your fist up at the empty sky.
Forever cursing those not at your side.
Talking damnation without a clue.
Hatred is a sacred word to you.
Smiling at the degradation of a race.
Pity you don’t get fired off into space.

Navigating with a bulldozer in tow.
Willing to give this world a nuclear glow.
For sense is a dirty word in your eyes.
More relevant to post a fresh round of lies.
Rewriting history as you see fit.
In the background dissident throats are slit.
Forming a party built on ignorance.
Remove all forms of mental competence.

Berate and be obscene.
Humiliate as you steal dreams.
Subjugate and misinform.
Butcher the future…
Steal to brand yourself a messiah of greed!

Terror sown day and night.
Snuff out what dares to shine bright.
This pavement of twisted intention.
Aim for permanent circumvention.
Bypass to those pesky things called laws.
You simply wish to further your disgraceful cause.
While spewing hate for others to feed upon.
I sincerely hope your reign of dumb doesn’t last too long.

Conquer & Divide

Waging from opposing sides.
Brother against detached brother.
Sisters scream; ready aim fire!
Divide deepening as this chasm grows.
Questions lost to this gap.
Too many words slung without being heard.
Where will devastation lead us to?
Crossed a line and refuse to let go.
As bodies pile up like hay.
Desperate need for ideologies to fade away.

Bitter pill lodged in our throat.
Upon old glories all continue to choke.
As cycles repeat for an nth time.
Sick and tired of there being no spine.
As sycophants continue to applaud.
When they’re not spouting about the lord.
False agendas dwelling on days that never were.
Raping lands they can barely find.
Globalisation soaked in innocent blood.
Maybe Mother needs to bring about a meteoric flood.

Broken hope sold an imaginary dream.
While corporate entities amplify their greed.
Spitting on those who resist rather than comply.
Wrapping infected tendrils around prospects of a positive change.
Leeching that which could spell their end.
While spouting propaganda for all to defend.
Brainwash culture thrives like never before.
Torch to peace and safety.
Emblazon the world in war.
Drown civility beneath toxicity galore.