Sisters of the red death

The last thing I wanna do right now is read your stupid poetry Why can't you just tell me what you really wanna say? You'd clear your conscience with words so weak and empty But something in your eyes...

took half your face and both your eyes it left you nothing but paralyzed and mushroom clouds it left behind our city's crumbling but i don't mind the ether tastes like nausea, a permanent distraction...

Shoot to kill, she wrapped her legs around my face. Stripped down when she went down and that's all. And where is art? It's in the tears of the retarded children, when you tell them there's no God....

Imprisoned in perfume I smell her in my blanket when I'm sleeping Strange how they hurt you stinging memories they break your heart And it's gone so fast The only girl I ever loved is slipping through...

F**ked on the gurney 'til you're black and blue, by beheaded banshees who cackle and coo. Who'd let a medic of blasphemous birth flavor his meat with the salt of the earth? Cannons and hymnals condemn...

A scream engaged to peel your eyelids back. Her skin like silk, my lips like knives. A marriage of art and atrocity. A sultry silhouette ensemble. Rib into lung. Head on collision. Tooth into tongue....

Shame rests in hollow circles under all of our eyes. You stole the living air from me and payback is a bitter banshee. At the site of my grave performed their bitter biopsy diva and deviant dichotomy....

Hey miscarriage, I was hoping you'd catch my white knuckled wave. But the umbilical bars of your seraphant cell, they're all, "Hey now what's that sound?" Machine guns fire in a shantytown....

He drew a question from a curtain of flies, "Are there colors in the dreams of the blind?" He knew the answer when you tore out his eyes, "Does black count?" Flaccid the severed...

fear in a frame? or the picture of a girl? with a gorgonesque stare her scale covered hair has got a snake in every curl. with her forked tongue and those ash colored eyes get you down on the floor...