yetinimbosus
All of these entries are the lyrics for the songs that can be found here: www.myspace.com/mysticyn
Holier Than Thou
It hurts to breathe in
so much that I don’t wanna breathe out
I don’t wanna see that self-loathing look in your eyes
I don’t wanna hear that bitter nonverbal shout
I don’t wanna see you pick at the scab till it bleeds
I don’t want you to let out the unheard sob
I don’t wanna smell the rancid bile and blood
I don’t wanna lose sight of you, lost in the mob
I don’t wanna give in to the blackness I see
I don’t wanna forget the light on your face
I don’t wanna believe that there’s no good in me
but it all seems to vanish without a trace
and I’m terrified the next thing that I say
will just blow all we have away
I’m trying to lay still
but this trembling comes from inside
I can’t bear the thought of you breaking down alone
cutting or purging, they’ll say that’s how you died
and I stare into that great fathomless abyss
and I feel myself leaning over the edge
and all my insanity urges me on
but my body grips vice-like to the slippery ledge
and I wonder if this will consume us all
a nothing that pierces your mind and decays
and I pound and I pound on the walls of your heart
but my human hands cannot cause stone to break
and I’m terrified that the next move that I make
will just shatter everything in it’s wake
and I wake up screaming
in the darkness of my room
when you grab onto my mind
like a dying fetus in the womb
and your supermassive black hole
will never let go of my soul
until every last part of me is consumed
so much that I don’t wanna breathe out
I don’t wanna see that self-loathing look in your eyes
I don’t wanna hear that bitter nonverbal shout
I don’t wanna see you pick at the scab till it bleeds
I don’t want you to let out the unheard sob
I don’t wanna smell the rancid bile and blood
I don’t wanna lose sight of you, lost in the mob
I don’t wanna give in to the blackness I see
I don’t wanna forget the light on your face
I don’t wanna believe that there’s no good in me
but it all seems to vanish without a trace
and I’m terrified the next thing that I say
will just blow all we have away
I’m trying to lay still
but this trembling comes from inside
I can’t bear the thought of you breaking down alone
cutting or purging, they’ll say that’s how you died
and I stare into that great fathomless abyss
and I feel myself leaning over the edge
and all my insanity urges me on
but my body grips vice-like to the slippery ledge
and I wonder if this will consume us all
a nothing that pierces your mind and decays
and I pound and I pound on the walls of your heart
but my human hands cannot cause stone to break
and I’m terrified that the next move that I make
will just shatter everything in it’s wake
and I wake up screaming
in the darkness of my room
when you grab onto my mind
like a dying fetus in the womb
and your supermassive black hole
will never let go of my soul
until every last part of me is consumed
Hidden Rain
People who could not control the irresistable urge to look
People who are foolish for being my friend
Time is a precious commodity.
Places that more people should visit
Alex Jones' Infowars.com -Fighting the New World Order and the Police State in a
Alex Jones' Prison Planet.com: The Earth Is Being Turned Into A Prison Planet
Creating Total Mind Controlled Slaves
Creation Science Evangelism
Creationist Astrophysics: Starlight and Time
Deeper Insights Into the Illuminati
Mind Control: A Fritz Springmeier Interview
the Kettle Moraine Ranch
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