Loki Wyrd Posted August 22, 2003 Report Posted August 22, 2003 Better coming than going All the knowledge lies before you Yet some things are best not knowing Wouldn't you agree? Some stories are best left untold Why else do you think you don't know me? I'd like to think that Things being as they are Yet some things were In fact, all that is Don't lose sight of that The important should not Just live a little bit Give it a try I'm not saying there's no tomorrow But everyone must die Truth be told It is better growing Than it is growing old But wrinkles in time Writhe and squirm Taking control of that We often seek, we always yearn What must be said Fear choking, thoughts escaping Let the seen be Forgive that which is not right Given time it just might Love and let thyself be loved If just for a moment We are to be free Vulnerable to the world But still beautiful to me ------------------------------ Regardless of the truth Before me perception falters Deliver to me sacrifices Spill blood upon my altar Needless are the ceremonies Death is what I'm after Bodies burning especially Fill my dark heart with laughter I am to be appeased The torment shall be never ending The hatred makes me pleased Screams of terror Music to my ears The agony on their faces Nearly brings me to tears It's not that I am evil I feast upon cruelty And well fed am I by the people Torture is as art Something not appreciated by all But being a creature of sophistication I love that shit, no matter how small So much in this world brings me joy Beloved are the little things Such as the loss of a little boy It is no wonder That there are so many things that get me off People bring themselves torment As if they believe there is not enough Bring to me the sad Bring to me the mad My people all They make me so glad Suffering is such sweet sorrow The spilling of blood is a cherished constant It was here yesterday, is here today, and will be here tomorrow It is fear, it is pain Death and destruction Right as rain It is sorrow, it is hate Greed and self-loathing A perfect mate I make humanity I shake humanity Obey me, and together we shall break humanity ------------------------------ Of chess I must confess Game of skill, Mind and will Play it long Write a song Pick up a bong Smoke a joint Drink a beer Going away Anywhere but here Change so drastic From day to night For the wicked There is no respite Just keep on trucking Going nowhere fast Reaching out And looking past I wouldn't dare Having no one No one being home All is not well Christ burns in hell Struggle with the bonds Tight as they are Letting go is tough But reason good enough Leaving the ground Flying high above the clouds Pupils burning Can't look down Crumble, the buildings fall The smell of burning flesh Wafting through the Great Hall Burn the false idols to dust Let the people go with them Live in the flame if they must Make aclearing Give me room The sun still shines Flowers bloom I look out into the sea of eyes Gazes turn away Fear within lies Sleep is to take me Don't dare wake me Perfect in my world of creation All the designs of my decoration Limited only by my imagination
Appy Posted August 22, 2003 Report Posted August 22, 2003 hrmm what to say what to say.. oh right! I likey! escpecially the second one, but that's probably my fascination with death and destruction lol They read like a book/story, but they aren't... are you used to writing lyrics? *Appy wants more of this*
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