Broken Arms
Pollitcal penitration.
Unjust in every cause.
Violence outstanding.
Another way to keep the black and blue on the blue coller.
Carrie on keeping the war machine turning freely.
We are the greese in the gears.
From the sattilite transmission we get the filterd truths.
Hammers crash, triggers pulled someones child falls.
With all this travisties the people are told to keep the faith and pride in the system fucked.
Left wing Right wing this is all flying way out of control.
Theres not right nor wrong just the burning debris.
Insurrection, a word never used.
Rebelion is but a fantasy of the past.
Unjust in every way.
I.R.M. 03/09/07
Stomach Pains and Ant-Acid
Waking dreams a wastful thought of what was just an empulse.
Mixing nural chemical induction pushing me off the edge.
And as I open my weary eyes I see things I wish not there.
I feel the creeping.
I feel the cold over my clamy skin.
Once again I feel lost in my own twisted mind.
Only to in the pain of day.
The world beating me down a little bit more.
Picking at me little by little until nothing is left but these skeletal remains.
And now the beast inside me grows again.
Wanting to do all the things I repress.
A dark need to devoir and horrible urge to destroy.
Fucked and forked over burning embers.
A toiling termoil on the turnstyle of terrany.
You are all being raped, cant u feel it?
You all fucked beyond all comprehencible recognition, dont u deny it!
I wish for the padded room, where I used to be.
The long comfy days of the voices dulled.
I long for the release and the realization that nothing really is as it supposed to be.
Lies upon moldy lies.
Trivial in every goddamn way.
At least I have no more ego to bruse.
I.R.M. 03/14/07
Things look up slighly only cause now I have arms that embrace me and lips to calm me. but I still feel this world emcompasing its filth upon me. The anguish of not achieving and working which is fucked up cause I dont want to work some menial position but I know I need to so that I can maintain my so called life.
I watch the world though my lcd lie machine, media is mixed up upon itself. should they not keep perspective and show us reality and not the corporate munipulation and politcal agendas?
Maby I ask to much and do to little, I know that most of the people out there have allready been brainwashed and subjected to the pop culture virus.
Maby watching the world destroy its self will better then television.
