These sorry limbs need to recuperate. This mind, cleared to be calm and spatial and swallow the ills with composure and equanimity. Sedate me...tranquilize me..ail me with the usual...strokes of affection just enough for this...
15 days to the end of a beginning but 15 days to the beginning of a journey on a familiar path. Picking up the remnants as I tread through with caution ever so heightened. Words of warning in bold red set behind the massive neon-emblazoned billboards to obscure destinations seek my eyes and surge through my soul. This hand-out on an open palm.. for free.. for me. Have I not been too familiar with this poisoned-laced plots? Too cautious to risk everything? This gold-paper wrapped truffle holds no more goodness than a tainted recipe for my failure.
Shall I consume it and let it consume me? Throw it away in fear of conspiration of heresy? Never knowing... what could have, what would have.
Or I shall offer it to a gentle lamb who at the sight of it, gorged it down oblivious of its obtuseness to grasp the consequences. Ah, rest your weak limbs beside me and lay your head on my lap as I whisper in your ears. I am your new-found fiend..I am your shepard...your awaited messiah. On your awakening, you shall adhere to me and succumb to my needs. Amble with me through the vast plains to the distant promised land. When I am deprived of my needs and survival, this communion shall severe. The snap from your neck shall be quick but abrupt to the questions in your gleaming eyes. The bleeding from your jugular shall permeate the bed of my tongue, trickle down my throat and quench my thirst. This malice sacrifice is my gain but your passing.
Have I not observed well the evident social archaic debauchery? Have I not seek myself to be purged of this scorn?
Have I not seek the truth? Have I not fought the invincible to achieve the impossible?
I am afraid..IT is the inevitable..
thrice - trust
...yeah u noe wat betrayal can mean
when this frame fails me
will i trust you to carry me through?
i know there's no such thing as safety
but i know what a promise can do.
will i trust you, will i trust you to carry me through?
i will trust you, cause i know what a promise can do
15 days to the end of a beginning but 15 days to the beginning of a journey on a familiar path. Picking up the remnants as I tread through with caution ever so heightened. Words of warning in bold red set behind the massive neon-emblazoned billboards to obscure destinations seek my eyes and surge through my soul. This hand-out on an open palm.. for free.. for me. Have I not been too familiar with this poisoned-laced plots? Too cautious to risk everything? This gold-paper wrapped truffle holds no more goodness than a tainted recipe for my failure.
Shall I consume it and let it consume me? Throw it away in fear of conspiration of heresy? Never knowing... what could have, what would have.
Or I shall offer it to a gentle lamb who at the sight of it, gorged it down oblivious of its obtuseness to grasp the consequences. Ah, rest your weak limbs beside me and lay your head on my lap as I whisper in your ears. I am your new-found fiend..I am your shepard...your awaited messiah. On your awakening, you shall adhere to me and succumb to my needs. Amble with me through the vast plains to the distant promised land. When I am deprived of my needs and survival, this communion shall severe. The snap from your neck shall be quick but abrupt to the questions in your gleaming eyes. The bleeding from your jugular shall permeate the bed of my tongue, trickle down my throat and quench my thirst. This malice sacrifice is my gain but your passing.
Have I not observed well the evident social archaic debauchery? Have I not seek myself to be purged of this scorn?
Have I not seek the truth? Have I not fought the invincible to achieve the impossible?
I am afraid..IT is the inevitable..
thrice - trust
...yeah u noe wat betrayal can mean
when this frame fails me
will i trust you to carry me through?
i know there's no such thing as safety
but i know what a promise can do.
will i trust you, will i trust you to carry me through?
i will trust you, cause i know what a promise can do
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