9 April 2010

i'm wrapped in the snow
but i'm oblivious to cold
cause the heat pushing mercury
is making all my organs
pound pound pound
put a head against my chest
and it will pulse to the battle beat
as i'm low on patience
and high on the fumes
the contact plumes
of an insolent drug dug from someones nostrils
and their brains,
not the same as the substance
i once drained from my veins
to escape the fate i almost fell against to scrape
the lies they tell against my heart and intelligence
and make me reckon faults as factors to condemn
a rotten soul marked with pock scars and blemishes.
i'll find the cause and kill its master
harder and faster than i've tried to do
anything else in this bird cage
exist in the shallow grave of shit
and tarred resistance.
you are my substance,
you are the cause.
disaster.
a mirror,
tell it all.
hide no truth in your silver.
drip drip drop the your alchemy
I.
AM.
THE.
MASTER.
Search over,
im the cause,
i'm the factor.
i am the master.
the construct of all my pain,
the monster born of its winter.
i'm the disease,
i am the sinner.
my soul will meet the blade
they will marry
and honeymoon in
crypt blood oceans
of the happy little girl
that lived somewhere
near my snowy heart