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Escape











Dwindling from the branch of life,
is my small and rusted knife.

She sits amidst the beach clutter,
I toast my bread and spread on butter.

I sit and watch the midnight sky,
as a twinkle of light falls upon my eye.

And strikes me blind
oh how unkind

I ponder life, and how we die.
I slay the tears... before I cry.

Sitting here so very alone,
all my life I should have known.

Our connection to this blackened portal,
is making our kind everlasting... immortal.

I drank too much beer tonight,
I have to piss again, and that aint right.

and as the black clouds cross the sky,
I feel like I could almost cry.

I see the clouds that bring the rain,
I think the thoughts that bring the pain.

I run and duck and hide in fear,
from all the sounds I cannot hear.

You lost everything in your quest for immortality,
you have been corrupted by your christ-like bestiality.

I have seen the things that cannot be seen,
but i'll ignore, so my soul will stay clean.

I feel all the feelings that have never been felt,
I know my cards... before they're dealt.

I cant tell whats after me,
so blindly now I run and flee.

I run until there is no end,
hoping that death isnt just around the bend.

I run until I have no breath,
hoping that I wont meet death.

Refusing to become the norm,
seeking refuge from the storm.

All my bad parts chose to stay,
how can I send them away?

Would you like to feel the entrance of the body of Christ?
talk to your preacher if its not overpriced.

but they are what I desire to keep,
a strange companion in my sleep.

I have lived before... I know,
how else could this evil grow?

As I run down the long hard road,
my life ended when the large beast blowed,

it's evil spirit right at me,
my soul wil never get to be free.

A million pieces scattered blindly,
I curse the beast that chose to find me,

I run from the cords that bind me,
this is how I end it kindly.