Evil motives are glowing behind translucent foreheads Obvious intentions in the ruthless quest for more bread I'm force fed, morbid mundane repetition I relate to the hate fueled, the vain and addicted It's all about breakthroughs, changes and wishes They all come flung from my laboring lungs This nightlife intertwined with the radiant sun I've drank deep from wicked spigots man I've tasted the fun Till I'm left bitter restless with no place to run But who will be left standing beside me on the precipice Watching shivering rivers of the wretched wander sadly through the settlements Some say the truth is better kept Observed under lock and key But the truth is so subjective I hear it thunder mockingly Echoing through changing chambers slowly depositing Seeds of need and nourishment Helping free me spiritually from all this greed and turbulence
Handsome heroes fall prey to reflections lost in the mirror maze While flocks of feckless cowards pile vile comentary stacking stink to heavenly heights They all undulate under the weight of unending echoes Hopes sag beneath broken beams and tarnished trophies now tossed aside
Evil motives are glowing behind translucent foreheads Obvious intentions in the ruthless quest for more bread I'm force fed, morbid mundane repetition I relate to the hate fueled, the vain and addicted It's all about breakthroughs, changes and wishes They all come flung from my laboring lungs This nightlife intertwined with the radiant sun I've drank deep from wicked spigots man I've tasted the fun Till I'm left bitter restless with no place to run But who will be left standing beside me on the precipice Watching shivering rivers of the wretched wander sadly through the settlements Some say the truth is better kept Observed under lock and key But the truth is so subjective I hear it thunder mockingly Echoing through changing chambers slowly depositing Seeds of need and nourishment Helping free me spiritually from all this greed and turbulence
Handsome heroes fall prey to reflections lost in the mirror maze While flocks of feckless cowards pile vile comentary stacking stink to heavenly heights They all undulate under the weight of unending echoes Hopes sag beneath broken beams and tarnished trophies now tossed aside
man...lots of leapers and believers these days...i'm kinda both i guess..always soaking up the critical info but watching it dance loosely around my fumbling thought knuckles..i sense the hyper reality of this new dream world we're imprisoned in...impossible to comprehend the entirety of this sick simplicity we're left hacking up..the fog is thick with lies..wretched wishmakers and risk takers ready to die or kill for a thrill..a brush with the death side of living so that it'll all be worth more...not realizing how valuable it is already..and worthless.. we are unbelievably microscopic...a series of endless shrinking scenarios of comparison revealing more and more dots upon dots in the mix of larger and larger systems of bright glowing dots forever and ever and ever into the oblivion of the infinite.....
Current Residence: Austin Favourite genre of music: again...hard...but hip hop is probably what i tend to be absorbed into more than any other genres. Favourite cartoon character: Starscream
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
man...too tough..but Beck represents a lot of what i like in music..
Other Interests
creativity in it's purified semi-gaseous state.molten manipulation