AND HERE THE SPIRIT THAT MOVES IN MY BRAIN
KEEPS ME TIED TO THIS GROUND WITH A CHAIN
AND MY SPIRIT IS WHAT MAKES ME WHO I AM
AND THIS IS THE CAUSE AND WHERE IT ALL BEGAN
YOU ARE THE TROUBLE
YOU ARE THE ROADBLOCK
YOU ARE THE GARBLE
O' DENATURED SPIRIT
YOU ARE THE MOTHER
OF MISERY'S ORIGIN
YOU ARE THE POSSESSOR
OF MY FATE'S GOBLIN
MY DENATURED SPIRIT
THE PROPORTIONS OF ALL BRIGHT ANOMALIES
STIRRED IN A CRYSTAL GLASS
RAISED IN THE AIR
THE TOAST OF MY DESPAIR
DRUNK WITH THAT UNHOLY GHAST
AND PRESERVED AND BREWED
THROUGH LIFETIMES THAT WERE SCREWED
THROWN ON THE ROCKS
THAT CHILLED THE THOUGHTS
AND SIPPED AND GULPED
BY BLOODSTAINED LIPS
WITH GREEN OLIVES OF JEALOUS STARS
AND YOU ARE THE DECEPTION
EVIL INNOVATION
AGE OLD CONTRADICTION
MY DENATURED SPIRIT
YOU MIX IN MY BLOOD STREAM
YOU WITH MY ANXIOUS HORMONES TEAM
YOU FLO W THROUGH MY BRAIN
YOU HANG
AND MY THOUGHTS DRAIN
WHEN I'M NUMB WHEN
I'M UNCONSCIOUS
IS WHEN I'M WALKING
ON THOSE
BARBED WIRES
AND YOU ARE
THE ANGEL
YOU ARE
THE RESURRECTION
YOU ARE
THE DEVIL
MY DENATURED SPIRIT......
Thursday, January 22, 2009
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