Watching My Dead SelfThere I lay on the floor, death knocking at my door.More Like This
Loaded the gun, pulled the trigger, they said it would get better, whatever.
Finally ended the pain, let the blood rain, they're gonna think I'm insane.
So there I lay waiting for my dad to call the cops, the blood continues to trickle and never stops.
There I lay without a sound, my heart no longer making a pound.
Laying in silence without a breath, lost the game of life and death.
I can hear the sirens now, even from far down in the ground.
My dad has called the cops and here they come non non-stop.
Their sirens blaring, the neighbors they are scaring.
So there I go, away in the car, it doesn't help that the hospital's not far.
I'm already dead, dead and gone, waited for this all along.
So there I lay saying farewell, watching my dead body as I burn here in Hell.
Humanities FlameMore Like This
A spark in the eternal darkness
Life bursts, flame strives, bodily energy
Dancing in the shadows of earths birth
Innocent specks of bright
Reaches out for perpetual æther
Strives, grows, flickering
It tongues the sky, yearning for more
Takes hold and flourishes
Devours all beauty in red
Burning existence, fractures, raping innocence
Traverses over living souls
Skull and bone, scorched life, remnants
And when the flames decease
Ashes, dust, staining black
The last burning ambers
Of a sickening species, cease to be