Woke from a dream about love and heresy.
Ran for my life as if I could not see.
Stumbled down but saved my skin.
Lost a mind due to an old chagrin.
Stitch the fray.

Pondered while out on a star unknown.
All around I considered my new home.
Setting figures out in my head.
Constructed what I always wanted.
Stitch this fray.

Released now from these petty ills.
Dancing all night now I don’t need these pills.
Life is great and all mine.
No more fighting just to survive.
Stitch that fray.

Pieces fall into place as if they were always meant for this.
I close my eyes and smell pure bliss.
Breathing deep I know all’s right.
Feeling getting stronger with every passing night.
Stitch a fray.

All for me.
Pleased to see.
I am free.
Stitch.
Fray.

Keep the faith when they say its gone.
Stand alone regardless of what’s to come.
For in time you will find like minds.
Then you’ll form the basis of a better mankind.

Defeat isn’t eternal.
Even in an inferno.

Heart aflame.
Blazing strong.
Defiance in your eyes.
You are strong.
Resistance is the new communion!

Bear your teeth if they seem sly.
A wrong move and they’ll soon say goodbye.
For cowards are forever craven.
They only act as is they’re brazen.

Defeat isn’t eternal.
Even in an inferno.

Heart aflame.
Blazing strong.
Defiance in your eyes.
You are strong.
Resistance is the new communion!

Divide and conquer is like parting a sea.
The more you do it the easier it comes to be.
Remember your lessons and training too.
For they are your gateway to what helped define you!

Defeat isn’t eternal.
Even in an inferno.

Heart aflame.
Blazing strong.
Defiance in your eyes.
You are strong.
Resistance is the new communion!

Resistance is the new communion.
Resistance
Resistance
Resistance
Resistance is the new communion!

Breathe out when you’re boxed in.
Minutes keep passing and still you’re thrashing.
Making amends just isn’t on the cards.
Open these doors!
Calls that you keep screaming.

Wander round inside my head.
Claws keep slashing wanting me dead.
But my own anger keeps them at bay.
Cut the bullshit!
I won’t bow to them today.

Parasitic influence creeping in.
They are a stark reminder of what’s coming.
With minds full of violence set in stone.
Freedom demanded!
They’ll be made to die alone.

Wreaking disaster at every turn.
Too late is when we’ll eventually learn.
For the pendulum will have swung away.
Crashed and burned!
Nothing comes after today.

So prepare for the unpreparable.
Pointless endeavour but still you pull.
Strings won’t form as you and I wish.
Too far gone to ever accomplish.
Saviour on such a grand scale.
Acceptance is all that won’t fail.
Its why I offer no ifs and buts.
Rather I will face these cuts.

Confined like a rat in a cage.
This was the story that lasted an age.
But every story has an ending.
Can’t escape our fate!
The universe is in the final act of its…
Ren-ding!

Taste you on my lips.
Feel you with my fingertips.
Your voice makes my heart beat quick.
Swear I feel you give a lick…
Up my neck like you once did.
Reminding me you were anything but mid.

Recollection that I wish would go away.
Why have thoughts of you returned to me?
Is this real, are you back on the scene?
Hopefully this is all but a dream.

Smell you as I try to sleep.
Then your touch begins to creep.
Soft breath hits the back of my neck.
I cannot help but turn and check.
But you are not right there.
Frustrated I turn back and simply stare.

Recollection that I wish would go away.
Why have thoughts of you returned to me?
Is this real, are you back on the scene?
Hopefully this is all but a dream.

Once I thought my time was up.
Stared down a barrel waiting for the shot.
It never came much to my relief.
Still life flashed before my eyes, which was far too brief.

Waited to be laid out by a single bang.
Thought I would be nothing but a chalk outline.
For some reason pity was permitted for me.
I lived to tell this tale filled with guilt and hostility.

What sort of psycho hunts for fun?
Especially his fellow human.
Its like a sick twisted game.
One dreamt up by the truly insane.
As if founded in a cult from hell.
Wishing to cast some kind of, hex spell.

Pray for slaughter.
Plead to kill.
Dance with knives out.
Make blood spill.

These are people truly fucked in the head.
Ready to be villains until they are dead.
Its like a calling they can’t shake.
Their day to day is utterly fake.
For they are pain and vengeance to come.
Sapping out all hopes of their victims becoming someone.

Grab the knife, spin the blade.
All to try and make this debt paid.
With no glory or a chance in heaven.
Count down will start at seven.
By midnight all will be lost.
Are you willing to pay such a cost?

Tow the line just like all others.
Those who would sell their own mothers.
For victory is all they care for.
Always want to be claiming more.
But nothing will fill that void.
Only convert you into a substandard droid!

Prang a notion right from your head.
Turn your world to bloody red.
With gallows ready to be used.
Bring out the in some form accused.
Guilty or not its time they die.
Poor souls are screaming why, why, why.

Iodine to cleanse and to kill.
Ignorant to the blood we spill.
Turn your back and walk away.
Pretend everything is a-OK.
Simply so you can run and hide.
Escape crimes by taking a long ride.

Sever sense and replace with flaws.
Hearing the snapping of gaping maws.
Fills your chest with dreadful fear.
Runs you through like the head of a spear.
Leaves you numb and hollowed out.
Allowing confidence to be replaced by doubt.

Swing into action without regard.
Dispatch menace without a guard.
These are the stories of feats from the unknown.
For the one’s who preforms them wear a mask and do it alone.

Meet the heroes.
Offer your thanks.

Shoot out victory looking cool.
They always play by their own rule.
And its a joy to see them prevail.
Yet the hits they take make you think they wear new age chainmail.

Scream for heroes.
Shower them with praise.

For they are our heart, our fists and our hope.
Rendering our streets safer than most.
Luck is what we call it to have them around.
Without their presence this city would come crumbling down.

Into a mass hysteria.
Hive of scum and villainy.
Den of death bred with misery.
Soul destroyer that claims innocents.
Polluter of all residents.

Heroes are our brethren.
They keep us safe while we support them.
Display our gratitude as they secure our future.
With open arms we reward their, character!

Performance for a sight in sound.
Echoes of violence crash all around.
Give me peace, send me quiet.
I don’t need another harsh riot.

Feral is what I would call this state.
Complicated for no one wishes to wait.
This cycle hounds us to our graves.
Surrender!
I’m sick of the waves.
Crashing into potential peace.
Extending our suffering and grief.
Pumping hate in all systems.
Crippling a life once worth living.

What is the value of pollution like this?
None, but still we collect these sticks.
Better known as guns and greed.
We surpass even our own last worst deed.

Tear down but never rebuild.
Infection,
This world is thrilled!
Rapture coming down the mountain.
Options are dried up like a fountain.
Blow a kiss and accept oblivion.

I am the blood you can’t entomb.
I’ll watch you die on the surface of our moon.
For you took a risk that could never pay out.
So I’m giving you what vengeance is about.

Bleed for all your tragedy.
Kill them now, set them free.
Jokes on you I’m stronger see.
Twist the knife, pollute your…

Semblance of reality.
Touching grass won’t fix serenity.
Towers are falling.
You are corrupt.
Guess what, everything’s fucked.

Stolen days from the age of six.
Everyone just wants their fix.
With gun in hand and tomb in sight.
If this nights silent you’ll be filled with fright.
For day is scary as am I.
Down the drain for Felicia’s cry.

Bleed for all your tragedy.
Kill them now, set them free.
Jokes on you I’m stronger see.
Twist the knife, pollute your…

Semblance of reality.
Touching grass won’t fix serenity.
Towers are falling.
You are corrupt.
Guess what, everything’s fucked.

But that doesn’t give you a right.
This story was not told to ignite.
Pass these sticks, marry these stones.
We need a night to be far from home.

Push the poison.
Count the crows.
Pout your lips like a hated…crone!

Bleed for all your tragedy.
Kill them now, set them free.
Jokes on you I’m stronger see.
Twist the knife, pollute your…

Semblance of reality.
Touching grass won’t fix serenity.
Towers are falling.
You are corrupt.
Guess what, everything’s fucked.

Take off the mask.
Should be our next task.
Otherwise we won’t last.

Land of the living cut down to size.
Freedom isn’t free if you don’t tell lies.
With splitting suns eclipsing.
Take me from this…
Juvenile infighting.
Crashing bombs and waning smiles.
Condemn us to be but files.
Stored away in cells stacked high.
So distant no one will hear our cry!
For hope to strip out the wrong.
Over and over we hear only a song.
Meant to drain, control and suppress.
Not sure how much more of this…
We can take.
Let us be!