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ill nino 3-14-04

Strength Beyond Strength

There is nothing. No education. No family life to open my

Arms to. You'd say that my job is today, yet gone tomorrow.

I'll be broke in a gutter.

I know the opinion. A broken record. Fuck you and your

College dream. Fact is, we're stronger than all.

You're working for perfect bodies, perfect minds and perfect

Neighbors. But I'm helping to legalize dope on

Your pristine streets and I'm making a fortune.

You're muscle and gall. Naive at best. I'm bone, brain and

Cock. Deep down stronger than all.

A sad state of affairs. A crippled America. A pipe dream

Buttfucked. Immune. Stronger than all.

A lament for a rookie officer, punk ass weak little lamb.

For the mob, truly, does rule at this particular time.

We've grown into a monster. An arrogant, explosive motherfuck.

Hard as a rock. Shut like a lock.

Finally, the president in submission. He holds out his hand on

Your television and draws back a stump. It's too late for some.

Far too late.

No more holdbacks. No more paying a cops paycheck. Let him

Bust his own child. The son that heeds my word and smokes my dope.

The daughter that sucks me off and snorts cheap anything.

Hail Kings. The new Kings. Stronger than all.

A simple process to legalize. There would not be a choice but to

Take our side. Be there no question of certain strengths. Know

This intention. Forever stronger than all.

 

Becoming

A long time ago I never knew myself. Then the memory

Of shame birthed its gift.

No more. The small one, the weak one, the frightened one.

Running from beatings, deflating. I'm becoming more

Than a man. More than you ever were. Driven and burning

To rise beyond Jesus.

I'm born again with snakes eyes

Becoming Godsize

I found my life was slipping through my hands. Perhaps

Through death my life won't be so bad.

I can see you, can fuck you, inside of you. Staring through

Your eyes. Belittle your friends to serve me, to suck me,

To realize my saving grasp. I of suicide. I the unlord.

I'm born again with snakes eyes

Becoming Godsize

 

5 Minutes Alone

I see you had your mind all made up you group of

Pitiful liars. Before I woke to face the day, your master

Plan transpired. -Something told me- this job had more to

Meet the eye. My song is not believed? My words some-

What deceiving? Now I'm unwhole.

You've waged a war of nerves

But you can't crush the kingdom

Can't be what your idols are. Can't leave the scar.

You cry for compensation. I ask you please just give us...

5 minutes alone

I read your eyes, your mind was made up. You took me for

A fool. You used complexion of my skin for a counter

Rascist tool. -You can't burn me- I've spilled my guts out

In the past. Taken advantage of because you know where

I've come [from]. My past.

You've waged a war of nerves

But you can't crush the kingdom

Can't be what your idols are. Can't leave the scar.

You cry for compensation. I ask you please just give us...

5 minutes alone

 

I'm Broken

I wonder if we'll smile in our coffins while loved ones

Mourn the day, the absence of our faces, living, laughing,

Eyes awake. Is this too much for them to take?

Too young for ones conclusion, the lifestyle won.

Such values you taught your son. That's how.

Look at me now. I'm broken.

Inherit my life.

One day we all will die, a cliched fact of life. Force fed

To make us heed. Inbred to sponge our bleed. Every

Warning, a leaking rubber, a poison apple for mingled

Blood. Too young for ones delusion the lifestyle cost

Venereal Mother embrace the los$. That's how

Look at you now. You're broken

Inherit your life.

 

Good Friends And A Bottle Of Pills

I fucked your girlfriend last night.

While you snored and drooled, I fucked your love.

She called me Daddy. And I called her baby when I

Smacked her ass. I called her sugar when I ate

Her alive till daylight. And I slept with her all

Over me, from forehead to ribcage I dripper her ass.

Sometimes I thought you might be spying, living out some

Brash fantasy, but no. You were knocked out. But we were

All knocked out you know. In a way

I serve too many masters.

We didn't know you'd break the bottle that the magic

Came in to use those jagged shards to slit our wrists

And neck. And you'd do it too, you're that kind of dude.

But you wouldn't know what you were doing because

I didn't, your girlfriend could have been a burn

Victim, an amputee, a dead body. But god damn I wanted

To fuck.

I'm serving too many fucking masters.

[I told you. I told you motherfucker]

 

Hard Lines, Sunken Cheeks

As a child I was given the gift to entertain you.

But through blood I inherited a life that could destroy you.

I drink all day. I smoke all day. I've done it all but tap

The vein.

These hard lines and sunken cheeks are text book reasons

All these Christians come alive and try to sell you

My soul for a goat, yet I'll outlive the old.

You know it's bad, some may say sad, a hangover is

Inspiration. Like a junkie I hurt for it. A bad trip, the

Emptiness. I never sleep, or always sleep a lack of

Fulfillment to me is me. The big picture.

These hard lines and sunken cheeks are part of

What the Christians mean to immortalize my situation.

My soul for a goat. Yet I'll outlive the old.

Embrace some religion. To get close to some

Undivine ejaculation point.

Simply to thy ghost I cling.

Simply to thy ghost I reject.

Simply to thy ghost I give spit.

Tempter, tempting, tempt me. Molest me. You know that I'll

Submit. For this is my weakness and it saves me from relationships

With those Christians. You know they'll sell you my soul

For a goat. Yet I'll outlive the old.

 

Slaughtered

One's own Kingman, Christ person, Woman God.

At battle with a mass astrengent. The bond

That blends the weak to the wise.

It's a safe assumption that you'd want

to save me now. But I'll never face castration.

For your sacred sow is left slaughtered.

Brainwashed by me. Myself influence I. Bird brained

World saver. A fake god rests dead inside you.

It's a safe assumption that you'd want to save me now.

But I'll never face castration. For your sacred sow is left

Slaughtered.

System destroyed. Exposed and unployed. The fruit

Of intention cry for their dead, but turning their head to

Ignore reality's claw. Knife to your wrist, syringe in your

Arm is your ounce of prevention. Give what you made,

And under your name on your grave, is salvation. A big

Fucking joke.

Slaughter the pig, the self rightous king for your own

Restoration. For your God is in your chest, and faith kills

What is precious, for death is unanswered.

Do sin.

25 Years

I vent my frustration at you old man, after

Years your ears will hear..You screamed that you

Tried, but it's words of a weakling and promises made

By a drunken liar [fucking liar]. Now you pick up that splintered

Chair, that was aiming for your head. A head that should

Have been long ago kicked in by me. Alone.

I won't lose a second of sleep for this...Don't touch me.

Orphaned to the dope and drinks, I learned my lesson well,

Somehow(?), from you. No tears. Can't clutch my regrets.

But these years of detachment have left me with

Demons now surfacing. But I'm becoming more than nothing.

You never knew the answers to any of my questions, did you?

You made up all the answers to my unimportant existence.

But now you don't have to dump me off, not again...

Don't touch me again.

I vow, lest I die tomorrow...

You'll never be the father I am. The bastard father to

The thousands of the ugly, criticized, the unwanted. The

Ones with fathers just like you. We're fucking you back.

I'm shoving my life right down your throat. Can I

Find the guts? Can I feel the heart? Look at the

Ground as you choke me up, does it taste like tequila?

Or failure?

We're fucking you back.

Shedding Skin

I don't want you to look at me while I'm shedding

Skin. I can't afford for you to see what's inside me.

I'd rather shoot myself than have you watch me. I

Feel you'd steal my skin to try and wear me.

I was betrayed, one more day of my short life. You were

Carried away. You had no shame. To suffocate my being.

I was me, but you weren't you. You were sticking to me like

a scab...so I peeled you away, and bled for days. Then

Stepped out of myself.

I'm shedding skin, changing within, I'm falling in.

Through swollen eyes, I dreamed you died, caught inside.

I'm shedding skin, spreading thin, severed stem.

I created the end, I'm killing a friend. I'm shedding my skin.

I don't think you belong in here, I feel I'm sick. Don't ask because

You know damn well where I've been. I've kept a simple

Woman through the thick and thin. But I've found the guts

to sever from my Siamese twin.

I throw you away. Everyday. A dead part of life. Strangling

back. Seething black. In between my longing for torture.

Blood on my face that came from your face. The mix

Of kissing and bleeding. I put you away. I shut you away.

I pissed you away. I threw you away.

I'm shedding skin, changing within, I'm falling in.

Through swollen eyes, I dreamed you died, caught inside.

I'm shedding skin, spreading thin, severed stem.

I created the end, I'm killing a friend. I'm shedding my skin.

You're fucking, and sucking. You're friendless. It's endless.

Your flower has soured. It's endless. You're friendless.

It's harder. And stronger. But no one's been inside you longer.

Or harder. Or deeper. To get you off, you need the fear.

It's never love. Bloody touch. Broken wrist. Needle rust.

Choking throat. Swallowed teeth. Head fuck. No peace.

I'm shedding my skin to peel you off of me.

You've got to love me.

Ornament. Shrunken head. Playtoy. Snake strike. Poisonous.

Syphillis. Drenched me. Soaked me.

I'm shedding my skin to drain you out of me.

You've got to hate me.

Use My third Arm

Enlight your sense of thought, of touch, of real, a shield,

An underground for this coward.

Building a blood in water scent. It's like some raping,

without judgement.

Boy in a pocket. Balls in a bag. Serve and

Protect you. His dick his gun, his brain his badge.

A faster way to kill them all would take too goddamn long.

Absorb through pores the great escape. Kill that fuck

to show him up. Equal his displeasure now. Stab his

Ass, a reminded past of what the fuck we live for.

Ourselves.

Arm yourself. A branch. A third arm. Extend your health,

Crawl inside euphoria. Building a blood in water scent. It's

Like a scraping. It's entrapment. Boy in a pocket. Balls in

A bag. Perverted handle. His getting by is a fisted fuck.

A faster way to exterminate them takes too fucking

long. Absorb through pores the great escape.

Kill that fuck to show him up. Equal his displeasure now.

Stab his ass, a reminded past of what the fuck we live for.

Ourselves.

Half assed for most his life. Piss poor little ham. NARO

boy- A fake fuck limp dick. Sucking up to the man.

And the world. We need a fucking cold war.

Throes Of Rejection

This is feeding what I am.

It's like salt poured into a deep, infected wound. It's the

type of pain you really dig and long for. I've always been

Insecure to open up and show love. Some pretty girl with

Long hair, some bald guy writhing.

rejection...The kind that's self induced. The tongue that's

Bitten through. The nauseating stab. Is feeding what

I am. A short fuse.

If there really is a god, then it's punishing me constantly.

She let me taste that sugarhole and of course, I wanted

More.

But no. I'm reduced to a Rottypanol snort and a lot of drinks.

This shit goes on and on. Just look down my pants.

Rejection...It ain't a fucking game. My human dick to

blame. A sociopathic plan. Is feeding what I am.

Rejection...Takes life away from eyes. Will give you to

The skies. It makes me more than a man. Is drowning

What I am.

Planet Caravan

We sail through endless skies

stars shine like eyes

the black night sighs

The moon in silver trees

falls down in tears

light of the night

The earth, a purple blaze

of sapphire haze

in orbit always

While down below the trees

bathed in cool breeze

silver starlight breaks down the night

And so we pass on by the crimson eye

of great god Mars

as we travel the universe