Balance upon the edge of a knife.
But when one way is failure and the other is strife,
Where is my victory meant to be assured?
Get the feeling i’ve been setup by a fraud.
So what are my options to escape alive?
Beyond today i still wish to thrive.

Ponder and pander.
Invent something of grandeur.
To siphon with quiet suggestion, aggression.

Razor blades dangle above the bed.
Swinging on their sinews they look adamant that soon they’ll be impaling.
Not an option to which I wish to succumb.
Give me something, even a crumb.
One way ticket from this trap.
Anything to stop me from falling flat.

Ponder and pander.
Invent something of grandeur.
To siphon with quiet suggestion, aggression.

With tensions that refuse to abate.
Within the chest venom does congregate.
Hate the burn and the thrill.
Both fill me with equal measures of chill.

Look out at the stars, reach toward Mars.
Beauty in so many spaces.
Its never hidden unless you’re vacant.
So don’t walk about with eyes closed.
Consider sights and hold them close.
They will form your second sight.
Realm to where all is bright.
Be it cloud topped castle or cabin in a wood.

Watch the world as it rolls on by.
Its in no hurry unlike everybody.
But we are who adds urgency to what surrounds.
Why so often it does confound.
Breed confusion as to why we do.
Reality seems more peaceful when its removed.
But the way of the world has been set.
Not going to stop me marveling at present.

Dreams are for making, molding and shaping.
Some may not come to be.
That does not mean you should forsake them really.
For they give us hope, or a direction.
Draw from that happiness and smile with infection.

Look out at the stars, reach toward Mars.
Beauty in so many spaces.
Its never hidden unless you’re vacant.
So don’t walk about with eyes closed.
Consider sights and hold them close.
They will form your second sight.
Realm to where all is bright.
Be it cloud topped castle or cabin in a wood.

Watch the world as it rolls on by.
Its in no hurry unlike everybody.
But we are who adds urgency to what surrounds.
Why so often it does confound.
Breed confusion as to why we do.
Reality seems more peaceful when its removed.
But the way of the world has been set.
Not going to stop me marveling at present.

Making stupid calls,
All you want to cause is fright.
Sick and tired of how everythings a…
Fight, fight, fight!

Stand tall, lie, vanish, won’t die.
Feels like an endless cycle.
None of us wanted on this ride.
We’ve been round too many times.
Its why i’m oh so dizzy.

Give us all a break.
To be honest,
This is more than I can take.

Spouting half a sentence,
You cannot finish a line.
Its like listening to rabid madness,
And now we’re out of time!

Stand tall, lie, vanish, won’t die.
Feels like an endless cycle.
None of us wanted on this ride.
We’ve been round too many times.
Its why i’m oh so dizzy.

Give us all a break.
To be honest,
This is more than I can take.

I put my new face on; how does it look?
Think its going to fool that petty bunch of crooks?
You say no but I don’t agree.
Those brainless fools can barely say, thee.

Ignore the calls to be a wannabe.
Mount heads on pikes like a celebrity.
Cause down in the dirt is where we’ll remain.
Now say it loud and proud,
We are insane!

Sad state of affairs that they run the show.
But if i’m being honest, do you they though?
Part of you says yes while the rest shouts no.
Truth is they’re just as lost in this permenant flow.

Ignore the calls to be a wannabe.
Mount heads on pikes like a celebrity.
Cause down in the dirt is where we’ll remain.
Now say it loud and proud,
We are insane!

Factor this and picture perfect that.
To me it is more claptrap for your mouth to flap at.
Declare I’m rude at the top of your lungs.
Remind you of that when you fall down some rungs.

Ignore the calls to be a wannabe.
Mount heads on pikes like a celebrity.
Cause down in the dirt is where we’ll remain.
Now say it loud and proud,
We are insane!

Back at unlucky number seven.
Everytime I reach it I end up in heaven.
That might sound wrong but for me it is right.
Cause every visit means I have an angel to fight.
And I’m so sick of the endless vicious war.
Its why I’m demanding that I want no more.

Count and skip.
One beat is missing and its quick.
You know the number so don’t try to act false.
Otherwise you’ll be a ghost, no pulse.

Leaving for dust the damning of seven.
Much rather if my luck failed at eleven.
Whether the hour of not would suit be fine.
Might get a chance to indulge in wine.
But no my number is in the top ten.
Someone gave me a contract to sign with a pen.

Count and skip.
One beat is missing and its quick.
You know the number so don’t try to act false.
Otherwise you’ll be a ghost, no pulse.

Scorched by the armies of light.
I’m the only one aware of my plight.
Apparently no one else took up the offer.
Proves how stupid I am to have not consulted proper.
Too late its done and so this is my world.
Hopefully one day this curse will be unfurled.

Count and skip.
One beat is missing and its quick.
You know the number so don’t try to act false.
Otherwise you’ll be a ghost, no pulse.

If you want me to be more than I am then i’ll never be enough.
Trying to twist my opinions is not up to snuff.
For I am who I wish to be.
Don’t like it then walk the hell away.
Cause I won’t change just for you.
My life is my world and if you choose me, it comes too.

Staging an intervention hoping to get your sordid little way.
What kind of being do you think will answer such a pray?
I’ll tell you for free that’s it is none.
So stop with the torment, sickening.
And if you can’t deal then talk to me.
Oh wait, its over and I’m back to being happy.

Slag me off and see how much more I couldn’t care less.
One day to someone you’ll wish to confess.
Thankfully it won’t be me who is forced to listen.
Anyway it’ll probably only be to gain a position.
Sway over whoever the poor soul is.
Luckily, I’ll be getting on my with own biz.

Boil from the coil that’s housed within.
Can feel my fist begin its clenching.
Try as I might the feeling won’t go away.
Doesn’t matter, wish I could say.

Cause I’m seeing red.
I’m seeing red.
Anger rising up inside.
It breeds disaster and kills all light.
I’m seeing red.
Soon you’ll be bled,
Cause I’m seeing red.

Staring far but never wide.
Trying to keep a lid on a wild ride.
Please run and get so far away.
If you don’t you won’t live to see.

Cause I’m seeing red.
I’m seeing red.
Anger rising up inside.
It breeds disaster and kills all light.
I’m seeing red.
Soon you’ll be bled,
Cause I’m seeing red.

Systems failure on a gigantic scale.
All attempts to calm will fail.
I know this pattern all too well.
It chimes for me as clearly as a bell.

Cause I’m seeing red.
I’m seeing red.
Anger rising up inside.
It breeds disaster and kills all light.
I’m seeing red.
Soon you’ll be bled,
Cause I’m seeing red.

And this last verse will be a beg.
Keep on running unless you wish to dead.
Not a threat I assure you fully.
It’s just when I change my mind goes woolly.

Cause I’m seeing red.
I’m seeing red.
Anger rising up inside.
It breeds disaster and kills all light.
I’m seeing red.
Soon you’ll be bled,
Cause I’m seeing red.

Served the discord up on a plate.
Eroded away entities once chosen fate.
Archaic in terms of stolen design.
Nobody who remains will ever be fine.
So pull the cord and wait to see.
Got a feeling we’re not breaking free.
For too much disaster has raged between.
Leaving nothing but a smile too pristine.
With evil intent looming just below.
All of us wish we could scream, just go!

Sever the sections with a blunt tool.
So numerous are those who can be called fool.
Perforate and commiserate that which lingers.
Disconnected and unable to feel our fingers.
What a state to find oneself in.
Our minds are trapped in a invisble spin.
Compounding failure atop flounder.
Would rather be pinned to the ground here.
For crows are quicker than decay.
Its why we all wish our lives would end, OK?

Fall like petals from around the flower.
Much like toppling drunk out of a tower.
No cushioning against the ground below.
Count and then listen for a soul to say go.
Unfortunately this world is not by decree.
And so we are left to waste away violently.
A thread woven through what little remains.
Emptiness is all this place contains.
Pick and pray that demons do not know.
Otherwise they’ll ascend claiming me, them and you.

When we throw it down.
We plead for the crown.
Beg forgiveness from a heart.
Rather than turn toward whats dark.

But if you lie here in wait.
Passionless souls will take,
Split the sun and claim.
What lies within your fame.

Employed by harsh movements.
Lacking new improvements.
Fashioned from clay obsolence.
Vain in a forced conscience.

Barreled down a ‘fall.
Hear nothing but this call.
While you pick at fruit and see.
This is the end, you brought it to be.

Come near me and I’ll lash out!
Lash out.
Come near me and I’ll strike you down!
I know you’re only spoiling for a fight.
But honestly you can have the crown.

Fading pictures caked in years of dust.
So many broken and lost by mistrust.
Fractured figures of hollow pleas.
Disgusted by everybody’s…

You carved a will from the beauty.
Decided to mount a war to loot me.
Saw it coming but sat and watched.
You might be soiling but I’m not.
For death is easy while livings hard.
I’m not deranged like you are without heart.
So offer something that isn’t blood.
Though mark my I’m not to be misunderstood.

Cause…

Come near me and I’ll lash out!
Lash out.
Come near me and I’ll strike you down!
I know you’re only spoiling for a fight.
But honestly you can have the crown.

But here…
In the midst of madness and fear!
With celebration on demand!
Time to lend a disfigured hand.

Come near me and I’ll lash out!
Lash out.
Come near me and I’ll strike you down!
I know you’re only spoiling for a fight.
But honestly you can have the crown.