I feel the tendrils writhing on my skin.
A cold sensation makes me want to give in.
But i will not bow or even break.
For my time is not a thing i’ll forsake.

Butcher hides in swollen fields.
A place where there are plentiful yields.
With a cleaver in hand and a wicked smile.
Those crazy eyes are looking for denial.
To carve a root across the face.
Destroy purity post haste.
But I won’t let that come to pass.
If I have to I’ll deliver a pre-emptive slash!

I fought the terror in my eyes.
Denied its attempts to bring my demise.
Instead i crowned my own glory.
Weaved a whole new chapter to my story.

Assassin dwells in the shade.
Their newest target they plan to make slayed.
With an evil grin and a sharp knife.
They leap out hoping to end a life.
But met their match they have this time.
For I am there to prevent this crime.
Best them at their own game.
Showcase their complete and utter shame.

I won my battles and claimed my peace.
No longer entwined with my grief.
For warmth now fills my being.
And it is something I will never stop seeing.

Open your mouth and shit comes out.
Every word you say is to gain clout.
Its all you do cause its all you know.
Your money is laundered and you’re a douche so…
Why would anyone want to listen to you?
You’re a hasbeen from the get go.
A no name fool who likes to run his mouth.
Dickhead please, just get the hell out.

Should’ve taken the hint a while ago.
To be honest its clear you’re an absolute zero.
Men think you’re cringe and women want to vomit.
You’re about as meteoric as falling comet.
Trying to brag about the dumbest things.
Clearly you’re the most insecure of beings.
All bark no bite, unless its all staged.
Get off every stupid attention seeking page.

Clear you got roid rage in that meat head.
Just bow out before you end up dead.
Cause you ain’t no gangster is the truth of the matter.
If you met one you’d beg like the mad hatter.
Rambling about how you are so cool.
Ha that shows how much you are a tool.
Everything done in your life is fixed.
And your actions declare you belong in a cage.

No one has been born for war.
Those are just words to confuse more.
Yelled in secret and boxed in steel.
Elite wants to take away all that you feel.
So ignore the hatred and block the flame.
Drop their suffering out your brain.
For words are cheap and so are they.
Desperate souls hoping to siphon positivity.

Pause the pain.
Mute the torture.
Prays you’ll forget all they taught ya.

Will should never be forgotten.
Everyone has the right to live for something.
Not be wittled down to bones and dust.
Have sense completely crushed.

Pause the pain.
Mute the torture.
Prays you’ll forget all they taught ya.

So deafen them, cut them out.
Wall them off with their doubt.
For sanity is a precious vial.
Don’t allow it to be defiled!

And so the day will soon close.
To birth a fresh start, a new hope.
With colourful booms, chants and roars.
These are celebrations and applause.
Drinks in hand, smile on the lips.
What a joyous gathering is this.
But not singular as mirrored across the world.
When the time comes we unite to say it loud.

Dancing drunk with heads to the sky.
It is the only time we don’t mind something die.
For what does end is reborn anew.
Fresh chapters we wish to see through.
Not all will prevail or even be spoken.
But those which are will be undertaken.
So welcome the change, the ticking over.
The energy felt is akin to a billion supernova.

You speak but I hear no sound.
You could be saying things quite profound.
But I doubt you have that in you.
Instead they’ll be more lies to evade.
It’s what you do best and I won’t lie;
It’s quite impressive how you keep them in line.
If it was me I’d stumble and crash.
Not be capable of building this track.
But then you’re a professional in this field.
Wonder if there will ever be a dip in your yield.

I doubt it.

Weave the threads to form a tale.
All the while I see the glint closing on betrayal.
At one time I would’ve been shocked.
But those days are so long lost.
Rather, I keep my mind most empty.
Give you nothing for you have plenty.
And there you go again with the latest yarn.
It’s as if this is your land to farm.
Quite impressive if you ignore the pain.
Which is monumental I have to exclaim.

I hate it.

Sleight of hand and then you strike.
Yet another strand from you I dislike.
Not going to change so I give up.
Time I get away from the rut.
Put some distance between me and you.
Can’t listen to everything you do.
Too much greed in your pursuits.
Sure it stems back to your roots.
But not for me I have to admit.
Do what you like I’m over all of it.

Where is the noise?
We brought back the endless swell.
Where is the noise we brought back?

Down in the pits where the demons and angels tend and grow.
It isn’t a vault built in merriment to the victorious show.
What resides is a focus on vicious that they refuse to shake.
Wait long enough and it will engulf the universe in hate.
But do you wish to make it out alive?

Where is the noise?
We brought back the endless swell.
Where is the noise?
We brought back the endless swell.
Where is the noise we brought back, from hell!

Pieced into frame with a belt stuffed with forged lead.
Starving the masses turn and plead for some bread.
Backward is the motion with which is agreement.
As ever it breeds a new form of negative achievement.
Can you ever see past the crimes?

Where is the noise?
We brought back the endless swell.
Where is the noise?
We brought back the endless swell.
Where is the noise we brought back, from hell!

Siphon and sell.
Stagger and slash.
Waver and weave.
No turning back!

Down in the pits where the demons and angels tend and grow.
It isn’t a vault built in merriment to the victorious show.
What resides is a focus on vicious that they refuse to shake.
Wait long enough and it will engulf the universe in hate.
But do you wish to make it out alive?

Where is the noise?
We brought back the endless swell.
Where is the noise?
We brought back the endless swell.
Where is the noise we brought back, from hell!

Existential dread.
When will I reclaim my head?
Incessant bickering.
I feel my heart flame flickering.

Strung out from all the endless noise.
All it does is bring a sting to the joys.
The ones I wish to feel each day.
Not have to fight to stay my way.
Cause when pressures mounting I lose the will.
This world needs to pause and just chill.

Existential dread.
When will I reclaim my head?
Incessant bickering.
I feel my heart flame flickering.

Wrapped up in frenzies with which I don’t agree.
Why is it these people are talking with me?
Safe in my lonesome where I have some control.
Giving up is not my demeanour so get out troll.
I want no bastards here to ruin the ride.
If you wish to criticise then choke on your pride.

Existential dread.
When will I reclaim my head?
Incessant bickering.
I feel my heart flame flickering.

Reading in the midnight hours of slipping.
My mind cannot retain what it should be gripping.
Rather I am reciting the same line over and over.
While amongst it I found a four leaf clover.
Gambit to change my perception of fortune.
Many things seem to be out of proportion.

Existential dread.
When will I reclaim my head?
Incessant bickering.
I feel my heart flame flickering.

Shaking in the middle of the way.
Times like these I question if I’m OK.
Switching back and forth between my sides.
Its so much like how you get tides.
Release me from the cage in my head.
From this cocoon I need to be shed.

Existential dread.
When will I reclaim my head?
Incessant bickering.
I feel my heart flame flickering.

Berated by my head when all is settled.
Feels as if my wires have been meddled.
Cut, twisted and reconnected to cause a short.
Might be why at times I wish to simply abort.
Retreat from the valley I feel I’m in.
All so I might be able to restart from the beginning.

Existential dread.
When will I reclaim my head?
Incessant bickering.
I feel my heart flame flickering.

Just give me a sign.
Just give me a route.
No more forcing me to puke.
Release my heart strings.
Release my mind.
I need out of the divide.

Existential dread.
When will I reclaim my head?
Incessant bickering.
I feel my heart flame flickering.

Strung out from all the endless noise.
All it does is bring a sting to the joys.
The ones I wish to feel each day.
Not have to fight to stay my way.
Cause when pressures mounting I lose the will.
This world needs to pause and just chill.

Tug on the ropes that keep you there.
What remains is but a false form of care.
Hounded by the beats of a war drum.
Where is the endless pounding coming from?
Too late to know but plenty of time to run.
Never forget where you originally spun,
Clear of all the facets that did not fit.
Are you not getting real sick of it?

Perform the feats only meant to amaze.
Kickstarting this petty back and forth craze.
Lingering in the avenues of more.
Do you not remember how the world turned poor?
Seldom do bodies get to be risen.
Rather they reside in an invisible prison.
Carved from society we have perfected.
Here is where everything has become infected.

Fashion the forms of what is yet to evolve.
Problems that you did not need to solve.
For our markers are wearing down low.
Soon we will have to reform or just go.
What a state of destruction you have to admit.
That upon these monuments we did sit.
Stare down as if we were perched up high.
When really we were down and should’ve tried.

Talons in turmoil has become our last claim.
Opened the portals to wide rivers of pain.
Haunted by deeds we did squander.
Upon things we continue to ponder.
Trapped in the surging stream.
We should be ready to scream.
But fix the source we still fumble and fail.
For once we should aim and attempt to prevail.

Raise the anchor so we can get clear.
It’s all that I ask for while I remain here.
Gouged and dirty is not a loved life.
It keeps me and us; drowning in strife.
So give us the option or end all the games.
Don’t want to be living as if stuck in frames;
Frozen in time and taunted with freedom.
Such things are the most broken forms of income.

Pollute my veins with your love.
Feels like you were sent from above.
Tight chest and feeling dizzy.
Don’t think my chest has ever felt so busy.

Eyes of grey I can’t escape.
Not a feeling I wish to break.
Smile plastered vast and wide.
So far this has been the best sort of ride.

Speaking sweetly in my ear.
Dispels all forms of potential fear.
With a wink of your eye.
I refuse to depart and wave goodbye.

Is this what heaven feels like?
If so I’ll live it through day and night.
Fixated on every part of you.
I see the look to say you’re doing the same too.

Joy is never far away.
At this rate I’ll never see grey.
I have no issue so let it be.
To me this feels like I am free.

Happiness runs real deep.
Even feel it while I am asleep.
What a success to get to say;
You and me, forever and a day.

Forged in the heat of the sun.
Never can I evade the universe of fun.
You burn like a star and I am in awe.
How could I fail to not love and adore?

Eons of union sound perfect to me.
Because you are the only one I wish to see.
Angel in my midst is best I can say.
This feeling will never fade and drift away.