From A Forbidden Box

I hear a voice but it speak no words.
Get more sense out of singing birds.
But the gums keep flapping like they just can’t stop.
Please, I beg of you hurry up and drop…
Cause anything is better than all these lines.
Each one should have attached big fines.
If that happened then you might first think.
Though some how I seriously doubt it.
For your importance is in your head.
Meanwhile many wish you were dead.
I wouldn’t go that far but I would agree,
Get out the office and return to obscurity.
As there is no way that you have a clue.
Show your lack of empathy daily too.
Sometimes I wonder if your a killer,
After all you certainly made the world better.
You might argue but who gives a damn?
I’ll tell you now it isn’t this man.
Cause from my view you are naught but a fraud.
Not something anyone should applaud.
But then those hyenas you call friends like to remark.
Only thing they believe in is taking stealing to heart.
A sad state of affairs is over what you preside.
So I’ll implore you its time to bow and step aside.

Stake, Claim, None Remain

Practice with preachers from the years in the dark.
Your moments are fleeting without a new spark.
So rap on the doorframe and beg for reprieve.
Though watch for what magicians keep up their sleeve.

Paradise is but a state to claim.
Too many minds have gone down the drain.
Simple lie hidden amongst the masses.
None of us our holding passes.
Its why we’re always outside looking in.
Wondering if this is for what we’ve been looking.
Some say yes but I say no.
For these figures are bodies no longer living so…

Pull out the figments and cast them in piles.
What is being kept are personal files.
Means to an ends which you won’t enjoy.
The way we are treated is not unlike a child with a toy.

Paradise is but a state to claim.
Too many minds have gone down the drain.
Simple lie hidden amongst the masses.
None of us our holding passes.
Its why we’re always outside looking in.
Wondering if this is for what we’ve been looking.
Some say yes but I say no.
For these figures are bodies no longer living so…

Do not falter and fail.
Out of this there is no prevail.
Jury rigged and fading fast.
Into this part we have been cast.
Notes on paper made to control.
That is the fews endless goal.
Its why we twitch and scream,
And get labelled as the unclean.

Paradise is but a state to claim.
Too many minds have gone down the drain.
Simple lie hidden amongst the masses.
None of us our holding passes.
Its why we’re always outside looking in.
Wondering if this is for what we’ve been looking.
Some say yes but I say no.
For these figures are bodies no longer living so…

Take Away

Paradoxical dread bathed in brains long stewed.
These are the avenues down which we are shooed.
Not a place in time but a point for beating.
Every breath you take shall start yet more cheating.

Wanna build us up,
Just to take it away.
To you,
We are…
Nobody!

Sandwiched in the mud fashioned from grime.
Sentences are fading because of all the crime.
Fractures born in fragments is what can be seen.
Every hope you have will remain nothing but a dream.

Wanna build us up,
Just to take it away.
To you,
We are…
Nobody!

Clientele of victims fed like meat into a grinder.
Execution on our knees would be much kinder.
Effortless in the scheme to strip us to bone.
Abandon and rip from us that place we do call home.

Wanna build us up,
Just to take it away.
To you,
We are…
Nobody!

Wanna build us up,
Just to take it away.
To you,
We are…
Nobody!

Farewell

Farewell.
Don’t calling this an ending.
Don’t think this a stop.
All that is happening is we’re parting from the rot.
So hold all your memories and never let go.
This separation will not be final so know…

Farewell is temporary.
Not the same as goodbye.
You can see when you wish,
Just look to the sky.
Never let voices tell you that they know most.
I am a long way from being a ghost.

Deal To Steal

We’re not all rich and you need to see,
Beleiving we are will lead to catastrophe.
Cause if you keep pushing then we’re all going broke.
Brainless theiving morons we all hope you choke.

Pity we can’t tax you like you deserve.
Maybe then your opinions you would remain in reserve.
Now stop mouthing off with claims that ‘you understand.’
If that was true you’d wouldn’t be biting off our hand.

We are limited.
Not dimwitted.
See all that you steal.
You’re always yearning to make a self-fulfilling deal.

We are the many but can’t fix your flaws.
Too busy slamming in our face all the doors.
And if you keep pushing it’ll become naught but ash.
Then from what source will you bleed all the cash?

We are limited.
Not dimwitted.
See all that you steal.
You’re always yearning to make a self-fulfilling deal.

Sick of the words filled with just lies.
If you’re not careful one day people will rise.
What will you do if that comes to pass?
Because do not think you’ll be amongst our mass.

We are limited.
Not dimwitted.
See all that you steal.
You’re always yearning to make a self-fulfilling deal.

Wide And Far

March to the beat of thundering guns.
Disassociate from a mountain of puns.
Graft the pieces and form the puzzle.
Upon this world there remains a muzzle.
Lichen sprouting from the undergrowth.
Don’t allow them to take…

Hope from the armies of a star.
From disaster we can rebuild wide and far.

Scream in pursuit of remaining without fame.
Not a moment in time will this be a game.
Selected steps on the edifice crown.
Turn upside-down your growing frown.
Never let it steal your…

Hope from the armies of a star.
From disaster we can rebuild wide and far.

Bargaining

Release me fate from your grip,
Never again will I let you slip,
Force a blade between my ribs.
Sneak pills into my meals.
For time has come to make a change.
Stop the heresy you insist we bring.
Cause the way out is not always war.
There are chances for so much more.
Now lay down your weapons and your words.
Lets not make this any worse.
Yes I know all that you did.
Did you really think these deeds could be hid?
Well I’ll set you straight and tell you no.
I’m not blind, deaf and out of control.
Its why we are here and not in battle.
Still I’ll remind these are matters we must settle.
So give your demands and I’ll provide mine.
Doesn’t mean either will get them in time.
Compromise is the order of business you see.
Jeopardise this relationship and we both shall be forgot.

Survive The Flood

Learn from peasants how to be a shining star.
Superiority will never carry you that far.
Wicked lesson that you would be best to heed.
Otherwise you might be treated with a wounded stead.

Revitalise rather than crush beneath a boot.
To much tragedy can be found at the root.
Source which wretched ages had chance to spawn.
They were the ones who made innocent forlorn.

Patronise if you wish to sail without a hand.
If that is your choice then it will be your brand.
Seared flesh and a solemn heart of soot.
Upon land you will never again be able to set foot.

Fractured mind with icy cold stare.
Getting out this pit will not end despair.
For you cut the cord and left us to drown.

Seek from fools how best to survive the flood.
Think it mad well they’re better understood.
For of they were not how do they continue to breathe.
Perhaps their knowledge could grant you reprieve.

To Crooked Kings

Down with the demons and all of their hurt,
This is a place you won’t let the world convert.

Too much is never enough.
Spinning to embellish trust.
Hail to the crooked kings.
Down on the upside is not much of anything.

Down in the grime where little does wait,
Pretty face mounted upon an endless fake.

Too much is never enough.
Spinning to embellish trust.
Hail to the crooked kings.
Down on the upside is not much of anything.

But still you crow and damn the skies.
Weave your tapestry crammed to bursting with surprise.
Heralded by the victims in their grave.
Through the portal these tomes you raise.
Packing exile as of it is meant to be master.
Prey to deities that you are the last here.
Derided masses with blind staring eyes.
A universe starved to sustain your guise.

Too much is never enough.
Spinning to embellish trust.
Hail to the crooked kings.
Down on the upside is not much of anything.

Vindict

Beg, steal or borrow…
Can you offer sorrow?
Doubt is strong and stench is rife.
Your feeling is you lack belief.
Sifting through the dirt of paradise.
A voice whispers that is requires sacrifice.
Scared and meek you ignore the words.
Turn your attention towards the birds.
They soar high and you wish you were among,
But lack the conviction to reach for them.

Bicker, argue and berate.
Your veins revealed are filled with hate.
But speaking truth sounds like lies.
And so you elect to burn the prize.
Removed all hope from these lands.
Transitioned a species to searching sands.
For light is blinding and you despise,
The way is flickers into your eyes.
And treachery is how you term hope it births.
So you married it to a violent curse.

Simple sick sadistic soul.
You stand here and siphon all.
Twisted toddler telling tales.
Fashioned from metal these punishing veils.

Beg, steal but no borrow.
The words you speak are just hollow.
Meant to trick and transgress,
Upon these walls you laid to rest.
Murdered deep, endless and strong.
The manner in which you speak is wrong.
Wrapped in evil and always striking cruel.
You think us all to be collective fools.
Yet through your bile we have glimpsed proof.
No longer from us will these lies be treated as truth.

Simple sick sadistic soul.
You stand here and siphon all.
Twisted toddler telling tales.
Fashioned from metal these punishing veils.