Thank you for the comments regarding my oogly ass pictures of myself.
don't laugh too hard. sorry i didnt make you two prettier
Osaka, and Addison, and Gir, I erased alot so kinda smudgy at some parts but I didn;t wanna start over otherwise I would fuck up again and get more pissed
As I am part Irish, I of corse got fucked up if you cant tell by my supurb typing skills at the moment.
Next project, something Written with Bebe in mind for now, old school stuff
Decayed Symphonies Play No Notes~~
These fallen angel's halos fell away one by one
Sifting through the ashes they stab all the sons
Their crime will go unnoticed by drunkard divinity
Even if you go beyond what has grown within me
Jaded martial law upon the thieves of trans-fixation
Decayed symphony of lyrical fractured neural mutations
Give an instant for me to wipe saline from my third eye
Contusions ruptured bleeding the recollections dry
I'll wrap myself in the sullen pages of my own bible
A false prophet speaking of egalitarian survival
Nerve ailing twitch initiates at every frail confession
Shattered pretense in stained glass window's spectrum
Wanting this lackluster faith to choke off every skeletal sound
Rip apart every artifact held inside mother's burial ground
Fingers tremor along the eye sockets pulling the lashes away
Forgive my wanderlust if I was supposed to beg and stay
Traversing into the dead cornfields searching for a lucid god
In my house he sits on a seat of maggots denouncing the frauds
What brought me here standing beside the invalid prisoner of birds
Torn with the barbwire gagged and bound his blood speaks for his words
Cried for the lost ones, what has become of us, where have we gone now
I lost my place, told to tear off my visage, and mark his words on my brow
Bonded I chose to drown in the river water you spilt as my grave
Can you see my reflection inside the mirror compunction made
don't laugh too hard. sorry i didnt make you two prettier
Osaka, and Addison, and Gir, I erased alot so kinda smudgy at some parts but I didn;t wanna start over otherwise I would fuck up again and get more pissed
As I am part Irish, I of corse got fucked up if you cant tell by my supurb typing skills at the moment.
Next project, something Written with Bebe in mind for now, old school stuff
Decayed Symphonies Play No Notes~~
These fallen angel's halos fell away one by one
Sifting through the ashes they stab all the sons
Their crime will go unnoticed by drunkard divinity
Even if you go beyond what has grown within me
Jaded martial law upon the thieves of trans-fixation
Decayed symphony of lyrical fractured neural mutations
Give an instant for me to wipe saline from my third eye
Contusions ruptured bleeding the recollections dry
I'll wrap myself in the sullen pages of my own bible
A false prophet speaking of egalitarian survival
Nerve ailing twitch initiates at every frail confession
Shattered pretense in stained glass window's spectrum
Wanting this lackluster faith to choke off every skeletal sound
Rip apart every artifact held inside mother's burial ground
Fingers tremor along the eye sockets pulling the lashes away
Forgive my wanderlust if I was supposed to beg and stay
Traversing into the dead cornfields searching for a lucid god
In my house he sits on a seat of maggots denouncing the frauds
What brought me here standing beside the invalid prisoner of birds
Torn with the barbwire gagged and bound his blood speaks for his words
Cried for the lost ones, what has become of us, where have we gone now
I lost my place, told to tear off my visage, and mark his words on my brow
Bonded I chose to drown in the river water you spilt as my grave
Can you see my reflection inside the mirror compunction made
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This next set....is waaaaaaaaaayy hotter then the last.
lollllllllll