IgnoranceOne knew rightly, one knew not, aside from that which he begot.Ignorance
Understanding, said the first, did all but satisfy my thirst.
If anything, it wastes away, the meaning of what I could say,
Defending that, to say the least, conception, what creates the Beast.
But ignorance, replied the latter, in happiest of cheerful chatter,
Made life seem so felonious, and then became irronious.
The moral is, concurred the two, was 'thought is nothing but a coup.'
Disposing that, (
MaydayEverybody; gather ‘round. Let me tell you a story, ‘Bout a boy and a girl raised in a world that’s so gory.Mayday
That it was just too hard to control the urge to profess your love while you’re surrounded by dirge.
While you’re fueled by hate from the people around you. You start to hate yourself without your other-self by you.
So the boy screamed and he cried, and his tears turned to blood. ‘Cause he couldn’t tell her how he felt. (He knew that he should)
(He said) I’M GOIN’
Bleed ConfusionWe’re typical, and we’re just like everybody else. Our hearts are jaded, but we can’t hurt others, hurt ourselves.Bleed Confusion
We stand around in a fog of indecency. We look around, and we see ourselves, we can’t believe.
Our eyes are black, and they match our souls, we can’t be helped. For no one’s able, ‘cause we’re just like everybody else.
We try to find, what we’re searching for, to stop the yearning to find what’s left, but we cannot stop our hearts from burning.
Because we
--
"Make art, not war."
Previous PageNext Page