1. Solely Concentrating On The Negative
Aspects Of Life
2. My Heart Bleeds The Darkest Blood
3. Outside The Boundaries Of A Friend
4. Beliefs And Obsessions
5. A Profound Hatred Of Man
6. Beyond Man
7. This Wake I Myself Have Stirred
8. Eating Bullets Of Acceptance
9. For The World
Solely Concentrating On The Negative Aspects
Of Life
A discontent for the vile and the wretched Will
bring forth reparations of the most severe degree Things will change And
I will be the catalyst to Weed out the weak and beget strength of character
Glorifying minds and souls Celebrate the spirit while denying breath and
life To those who would choose to live depraved Depravity, a thing of the
past A life not in vain I am the end, I am beginning life anew My soul
is free from weakness Free Refined as gold A standard to be met by all
As we embrace righteousness, we embrace life Purified, united. set aside
from the majority I will serve as an example to man as hope By defending
those I love with my life I stand here bold and strong As a testament to
my abstinence My heart is open; this slate is clean.
My Heart Bleeds The Darkest Blood
I have to let you die. I have to let you
fade. So spare me the male accusations. I would have told you
those things you wanted to hear And I would have cared The way you thought
no one ever would. And now my heart bleeds cold. I refuse to
be caressed by stone. I now live emotionless and free from your pain.
My heart bleeds the darkest blood. My heart is cold as stone A rock
feels no pain No laughter. no loving. no contact.
Outside The Boundaries Of A Friend
Avoid the mirror lest I break it. With the
stone that serves as my heart. Accept this pretty package named friend.
Except this it entails love. Not so attractive anymore. Accept
this pretty package named friend. Except that it entails love.
Itís never as pretty as it seems and now it never was at all. No
it never was. All I asked was to be important. All I wanted
was someone to trust In my eternal scheme, your act of friendship means
nothing. Friendships are weak and nothing is dear to me Acquaintance
stole my confidence. My humor. My compassion. My solace.
Left me with myself and laughed as it walked away I refuse to be your tolerance,
I will not be your embarrassment. I'm not so attractive any more.
Take this burden away. I can only stand in front of a broken mirror
for so long Staring at the reflection of failed attempts at love and a
black heart. My heart, once nourished with hope and compassion, now
is black as death. Trudging forward, broken, devoid of love I am
nothing more than scars.
Beliefs And Obsessions
Lies of self-indulgent pride A sense of justice
misdirected for the sake of the lost A claim to inflict punishment for
those who have been unjust And thereís a line that canít be crossed between
belief and obsession Nonexistent caring based on situation ethics.
No benefit can come from the line being drawn. To be guided by faith,
is to be. Is to be mislead. A joke to the weak, a fixation
to the strong. So whoís wrong, and who will decide whatís right?
With so few actions, so many words. Wonít take this complacency anymore.
I wonít accept the criticism of my peers I wonít accept this objection.
I cannot judge others lives only to justify my own One more word and Iím
broken One more word.
A Profound Hatred Of Man
If these hands would only kill. Theyíd cleanse
the world with its own blood. Theyíd cleanse the world, if these
hands would only kill. These hand should cleanse your soul of the
lust and the greed of this world. And they call me a fool as they
do so well. Destroy the morality none have known for so long if ever
at all And I would lay down my life to birth a new generation of a righteous
culture. To a people I could proudly love and cherish. For
thatís all Iíve ever asked for and been deprived of. Not a tear for
those of flesh Not a stayed hand for a world that prostitutes itself.
Not a minute more of degeneration. Words cannot express my disappointment.
Words cannot express my disapproval. So I hate. I hate a world
thatís capable of triumph. Do I stand idly by and let this world
disintegrate. This world will pass away, and my emotions with it.
Why should I strive for acceptance and piece of mind. A Profound
Hatred of Man
Beyond Man
Human is a degrading word As human, I renounce
myself I yield to no man There will be no peace Not on Earth Not amongst
men Indulge Be content Soften yourselves I look beyond weakness and fashion
Confide not in flesh If i canít change the world Iíll disregard it And
look beyond Pray to calm my heart Pray for the fools I will be at peace
I am not a man And your actions will speak alone.
This Wake I Myself Have Stirred
Afraid to turn. But I did and met no maker
at all. Only instead, reflections of a rippled self. I may
at last see myself as good In a neutral pond unbiased and real Depicting
only what is true. A distortion my hand has forced. I have
created the wake. I may at last see myself as good. Paint a
false scenario. My life has been a breach of contract and faith.
I kid myself. Moving through self degradation. I turn to you
for appreciation. So help me to help myself. So help me to
love myself.
Eating Bullets Of Acceptance
Our outlook is bleak but the moment is grand To
be told weíre independent is not enough. We should strive for autonomous
thoughts And your pride in you conformity is sickening This useless praise
But this desire for focus triggers abuse Of an endless sense of insecurity.
We grasp at endless questions for a sense of hope Itís not so simple to
sit and wait We cannot embrace our roles blindly Theyíre assigned They
are assigned, based on the fact that we will accept Minds are in suspended
animation Due to an attachment to this established lifestyle My existence
will not be dictated like a reading from a book I will not be predetermined.
Our outlook is bleak. When approval is all we crave and the moment
is grand. Your pride is sickening. In your conformity.
But this moment is grand. We should strive for autonomous thoughts.
Approval is all we crave!
For The World
Poured myself out: I am the empty cup My hope has
died away And my tolerance faded. How can I keep Stability On such
shaky ground? Prayers that a smile will flag me down. Sadly
Iíve learned thereís no truth in comfort; Well-being stems not from love.
Anguish proves to be my only means of solace, Yet I want to be held by
anyone, With any arms I spend another morn alone In a world that rejects
me. A public unkind, laced with apathy. This oneís for the
world: I hate you. Life could get no colder; Iím living out a dying
cell, But I can pull through.