And no, I'm not depressed or gothic or anything... this is just how my writing is, so love it or leave it 'k?
Out in the fields of swaying grain and grass
Shadows fall upon a once bright past
Foreboding fears from foreshadowed phantoms
Cant replace the heart that shines when they come
My Harshly Spoken lies and fears
Your soft forgiving eyes with tears
Penance, pain, and putrefaction
Begging Forgiveness, hopes last bastion
The wind blows cold to reveal the place
Where first I beheld divinitys grace
None there now but gnarled Beech
Which steals away a will to speech
Gravesite yonder leaves no traces,
of wicked grins on mocking faces
Heinous act, unpunished crime
None took theirs as was taken mine
Unknown by all yet loved by one
And with dying embers of the sun
Ash to Ash, and Dust to Dust
Buried Dreams, in Peace will Rust
In The Passing Twilight
Apparitions appear from beneath the veil
My mind is forever haunted by them
Sickly figures stand sentient to my deathbed
They will forever roam my psyche
I reach to you for solace
My succor denied
While remnants of the dead stalk my vision
You seem to urge my passing hours
I once believed you would forever be there
I know now that my hopes were futile
The ghastly shapes reach out for me
I deny them the pleasure they seek
With failing strength I reach for you
You shy and turn away
I watch you go with a dawn of comprehension
You have long since left me
You have become one of them
You have returned to tear me from grace
A burden of sadness heavy on my heart
A specter I become, forsaken of my rapture
Maim to Please
Wheel you inside the O.R.
Youre tonights guest, youre the star
We drag you down and prep you slow
We dont use anesthetic so get ready for a show
Vital Organs ripped out of you
Arteries Torn in Two
Sights of brutal mutilation make spectators freeze
Disembowel until deceased, cant you tell we maim to please?
We Maim to Please!
Ripping, shredding, tearing flesh away
Disgusting dissection lasts throughout the day
Still breathing, riddled with disease
Slice you open, bleed you out, cant you tell we maim to please?
We maim to please!
(Solo: Aim to Maim - S. Babbitt)
Putrid, horrific, horrendous Liaison
Sadomasochistic Exhibitionism
Broken, Bleeding, Begging on your knees
Grab the scalpel and strap you down cant you tell we maim to please?
We Maim to Please!
Close up shop another day completed
A Standing ovation none remained seated
Lock the door; go home with tools and keys
Tomorrow well be back for more because we maim to please!
(Solo: The Name of the Game is Maim S. Babbitt)
My Seraph Led Me Astray
A stolen kiss from an Angel nigh burned
onto my lips
Voracious thirst for dazzling eyes and
sweet angelic hips
Desire fueled by unseen fire bleeds my soul
to murky mire
Your grace defies your self-esteem,
beguiles me to liquored dream
Your touch induces wild lust for which I'd
strive until I'm dust
Silent seraphim sing softly south so
soulless serpents seek such serenity
Whilst I wither without warning from my
vile, cruel obscenity
To feel your heartbeat warm and soft sends
my cold heart high aloft
Entranced forever, you hold me sway,
eternally lost in the beauty you slay
Reaching for a being beyond my grasp
unsaid words to be my last...
Still Life (Still Death)
The hollow moon in the starless sky
Reflected the light off your lifeless eyes
Your body was cold in the dead of the night
You were buried alone away from our light
In the forests where we dreamed of a life never ending
I wallow in sadness at the sight of your sending
The procession moves
on, the funeral done
Under the cold uncaring stare of the sun
Time does not heal, the wounds are still fresh
From horrid December mourn that stole your sweet breath
The heavens cried the day you passed
I wept by your grave my tears melding with rain
Shaken loose this twisted mortal coil
Leaving me alone on this earth to dwell in wretched sorrow
Drowning my heart with the tears shed for your soul
In our forest, together, yet alone, unwhole
Pale, pallid, pastel pallor
A soul now maimed, disfigured, devoured
A breathing corpse in the world alone
A butchered love heaved from the throne
A coveting heart for a final chance
To embrace a pure, true romance
The waters unmoving, life has left from our sanctuary
I have become a monolith to your burial, near to lament for all time
Under our bridge, where the two of us could watch the waters dance,
I despise the sun its light swells my grief in my world here, devoid of passion
Untouched by living creatures, long since have they left us
Basking in the agony of your moonlit Sepulcher I await the embrace of death
It never comes, it never ends, I, forever haunted
by our shattered love, stay eternally by the placid waters in my anguish that is your demise.
Tainted
Empty skull without a thought
In a mind ripped in twain
From heartstrings snapped
From aspirations destroyed
From a lie told a thousand times over
Sickened self-indulgent smile
Whistle, waiting all the while
For any sense of relief
Lied to once too many times
Shelve the new strings; replace them not
Not worth the pain
Not worth the strife
Not worth the blood that flows inside
Not worth the trouble to restore that which will only break and bend and
snap
Better not to suffer the life
Better not to stain again
Better not to bleed the blind to see a truth thats drowned in a sea of mistrust
But still that which has bled will not again rise up
And this mark of agony still resides within
An all too haggard heart
A mark of fear, misery, and doubt
All that is sacred now implored:
Out, damn spot, out
Thy Kingdom
Come
Before a time of
fact and logic
Legend and myth
prevailed so strong
Ever did they compose
our history
Ever did they wish
to
Destroy our sense
of being
Beginning with
ill favored humanity's
Licentious behavior,
it was said to be
Insufferable to
the Father
No mention of it
being our nature,
Decreed "no immorality"
Met with acceptance
And a degree of
piety
Never before seen
Belligerence pursued
Legend and myth
ensued
Ever to return
to haunt
Ever to enrage
and taunt
Deemed to be of moral truth
To Whom it May Concern
Sometimes I wonder
if
Under any circumstances
you would care if
I was gone
Counting the days
until
I decide to
Deal with my demons
Ever with your face seared on my mind
Under Starlight's Eyes
A chill wind blows upon us
And I wrap you in my arms
I vow to be yours forever
And keep you free from harm
The lights dance atop the water
And I ask; "When will it sleep?"
Now the lights dance on my tears
It is for you that I weep
The wind so strongly gusts
And I hold you in my embrace
In the street-lamps warm soft glow
I gaze into your face
The light falls on my lone shoulders
And I plead; "When will it sleep?"
Now I am void of your arms
It is for you that I weep
The wind has died away
And we're alone in Autumns hands
I held you and we danced
As we forgot life's demands
The moonlight follows me
And I beg; "When will it sleep?"
Now the chill wind blows once more
It is for you that I weep
Use Your
Head
No gain, no pain, your brain it's drained, the strain is plain
for all to see
No fame, just shame, you left I came, bordered by this frame it doesn't matter it's all the same
Degradation,
Decay
Claustrophobic moral tomb
Use your head, the corpse exhume
Extract, react, fight back
Resist the lists,
don't miss
Just this one kiss then I'll be gone
Don't hide inside the shell of yourself
Don't hate, placate the masses
'till they're numb
Played for fools, like puppets you are strung
Don't hesitate wash the conscious slate
Don't lie,
don't cry, don't die, just fly, be sly, stay high
On what it is that gets you off
Feel the burn, your turn to learn
and see a world without the fallacies
Of life, of love, of money, of greed
Of a need to bleed for an unseen god, for
a government, for a race, for a sect
In all the sweet nothings whispered in the wind there is only truth
Quality
Without
it we fall so release beliefs let them flow in the streets of your mind
No gods, no Allah, no Buddha, no Christ, no myths,
no lies, no figurehead for which to spend your life
Keep in mind there's not much time to waste
No space, in case you
couldn't see; our world is built upon Quality
Watch the Flies
See them flit and flutter by
Following with dead glazed eyes
Rotten pupils watch the flies
Innocence slaughtered
Indolence fathered
Putrefy because no one bothered
Left on crooked hooks to bleed
Embodiment of demon's seed
Satisfy damnation's need
Blood runs red on rotten skin
Scarlet and mauve blend as kin
Enduring stare intensifies the sin
Spindled fingers will crucify
No more need to hear the lies
Rotten pupils watch the flies
Working on a title for this...
Drain the blood
from this corpse with these blades so razor sharp
Tear out the heart and pluck its strings and play it like a harp
Quench
the light and quell the thirst satiate the appetite
Bleed for one and bleed for none there is no love tonight
A flick
of the hand and a slit of the wrist is all it takes to die
Take the plunge and cross the threshold leaving us to wonder
why
Stay with us, dont leave us now, you have much for which to live
Dont leave me stranded here alone; you have all
the love I give
There is no joy without your voice, no pleasure without your smile
The simple of thought of losing you
forever turns my hope to bile
With brimming tears on the lids of your eyes you slice them one by one
I watch you bleed
from behind glass walls and see that nothing will be done
Your eyes glaze over and your life drains away, and I do naught
but stand and stare
I grasp your hand stained red with pain and run my fingers through your hair
In your final breath
you say to me Its for the best that I will die.
My tears stream slow and I kiss you once as Death whispers its lullaby
Working on a title for this one too... gimmie a break ok....
Rain falls round
my shoulders and creates a streaming veil
With the dark of
night to be my shroud
And a crown the
moon so pale
The path that once
was laid so clear became a shadowed maze
I refuse to let
it asphyxiate
And douse the torchs
blaze
The forest writhes
and the trees despise a man so torn apart by lies
I watched her gaze
as it passed me by
And saw deception
in her eyes
Stand alone by
a road unknown in a place so foreign to my home
In gathering grime
dead in my prime
And frozen to the
bone
The heart still
beats but the life wont flow into these limbs so cold
Behind these eyes
there is no tide
This pain has made
my young corpse old
A broken shell
of a human being who had once been known to smile
Hollowness will
fill the void
And become a stain upon the tile
NEW
Pirats
I once had a boat that was built not to float
it was made out of sand and stone
It sat on my mantle between two white candles
and I admired it gladly alone
To my great surprise, so many eyes
were watching my prize with a plot
to do away with the casing and the ocean facing
sail away south, so they thought
AsI was out and about with a stout gaudy clout
drinking and thinking on my boat with a pout
I returned home and found on the floor (upon entering the door)
pieces of rock and small hats
I sighed a loud sigh;
oh fie, oh fie!
Damn, bloody pirats!
more later...
