Severian
New Member
I'm like manic depressive. I was in a really messed up state of mind when I wrote some of these. I guess comparatively I still am. they are somewhat arranged in chronological order, newest at the top.
fxxked up beautiful world of madness
puncture pitiful cloud of sadness
graceful enlightened friends bring gladness
peace annihilate stagnant badness
--
I yearn to be set free
your love violates me
raped by your summer flame
hatred whispers your name
as you thrust deeper in
the knife that is so thin
yet penetrates my sin
and ravages my skin
beneath the organs bleed
I scream in wretched grace
blood spatters on your lace
and my last breath is freed
--
profounder than the deepest ocean
high above the fleeting wings of flight
fly faster than the gods in motion
and spurned beneath their searing might
amidst avenues of sheer delight
golden sparkling wonders seen afar
gardens of the beautiful zenith
heaven's scintillating shining star
the eyes behold the forbidden sight
a beacon of peaceful guiding light
pure ecstasy drowned in emotion
five flawless titans struggle and fight
the chalice holds the poisoned potion
Death absolved by redemption's penance
--
still hoping that someday our paths will cross
future memories and mutual loss
in another time in another place
I wipe the tears from your beautiful face
a meeting of mind across the empty void
an angel's wings upon the darkening flow
confronted by the very things we can't avoid
the fears and laments of a love that will grow
my muse comes to me from the depths of my dreams
but maybe the vision is not what it seems
a peregrine glimpse of what can not be
I'll wait for you, when our souls can be free
--
a bleeding corpse, a headless wonder
a field of mud and peals of thunder
blood and gore, the dead lie defeated
'neath the weight of mistakes repeated
black clouds obscure the grey sky above
hate and fear now triumph over love
where once there was a peaceful village
now lies a ruin raped and pillaged
a frozen wind stirs the autumn leaves
the foreign soldiers march through the trees
they bring nothing but death and disease
the survivors left to mourn and grieve
the horrors of war, hearts in turmoil
metal monsters slide through dark wet soil
onwards, relentless, driven like cattle
a proud people now slaves and chattel
--
corporations are out of control selling human dignity
tainted dollar signs advertising hidden evil malignity
order spirals into chaos, humanitas bleeds and weaps
international conflict seeds what destruction reaps
rusted metal, shattered concrete, fragments of broken glass
a wilderness of desecration, forgotten nuclear blast
blackened rotten gutted corpse of civilisations past
now home to the squatting remnants of society sparse
god is laughing, human ignorance ends the divine farce
--
a walking suicide delving into deeper depths
a wreath for forgotten times and blasted sites
let's dance while the bombs obliterate our freedoms
and scathing remarks deaden our hopes of glory
and moronic world leaders decide our fate
degenerating to a defiled state of mind unkind
explore the murky depths of souls in turmoil
economic imperialism, control the oil in foreign soil
dark dreams flow down bloodied streams
--
the colours burn his eyes as he sits in the hell he has created. nevermore to see the light of reality shining down upon his brow as he struggles with the serpents of his own doom. breeding pits filled with foul slime bubble and froth in the caverns spawning demons of uncertain origin their minds twisted and grotesque. fearing the inevitable disaster that hangs over his head he strives for release from the dark passage ways burrowing further into a wasteland of dire consequences. even now they seek him out among the wretched spires of rock that worm their way towards heaven where the angels sit and laugh at the great one fallen to earth among the race of man their swords sharpened on the stone of malice and set to drink the blood of the captive heart. behold our hero his mind a maze of possibilities each one a myriad of spiralling paths towards unknown outcomes. the eternal fires burn undending but the flame is cold as ice and freezes all emotion. what room is there for love in a heart that's torn apart by conflict? the battles still rage. the fight is never won. and still they come.
--
the bloated bloodied corpse of society
ruled by dim witted licentious insobriety
pulsing underneath with new life breeding
underground swell of maggots feeding
on the bitter remnants of forgotten feeling
leave us at the grave grieving and reeling
mourning the death of freedom
floating horse in the river dead
sad eyes for tears we've shed
forced down among the swell
of brown waves and froth
dead city grey and dark
shattered glass and wounded pride
downwards in a hellish slide
towards the rotten field
of corpses and black roses
where the barrier shield defends
the wanderer without a friend
protects us from the end
the wolves prowl howl at the moon
soon the meat laid upon their table
the great war horse in its stable
prepares for the coming battle
snorting blood and frenzy
a mad charge and no remorse
cut down in its course
sow the seeds for rebirth
in the glaring wounds of the Earth
--
drugs on the street tred on broken glass
go straight to the top of the class
learn fast shoot first quench thirst
I'm out of that scene it's obscene
demeaning and mean downfall of will
all your happiness in a little pill
all this for one little thrill
waste of life on the mean streets
always returning to sudden defeats
your life in the hands of script repeats
--
from birth to death into the Unknown
peace at the end, all birds have flown
no time left for each other
sun is father, moon is mother
silent symphonies of golden dawn
upon the Earth for which we mourn
forlorn cries in the wasted dunes
follow the piper's strangled tunes
herds wallowing in mediocrity's pool
money is the shepherd's tool to rule
the weak and greedy fool
no oil left, vanished greasy spoil
once great machines fallen into decay
no words were heeded, what did we say?
the eagle hunts his hidden prey
blind futility, infinite mobility
war in error is less than useful
--
beastial reality in the blue green sphere
wise words on white haired wisdom's spear
pay attention, soon Enlightenment abounds
the whole world is ruled by evil clowns
frightened children scream an endless dream
of freedom smashed against the rocks and bled
of all vitality, awash with brutality fed
by corporations on the edge of morality
their will a shrill denial of all that's right
as more defenders move into the glowing light
crushed beneath the weight of apathy and fright
their course set for disaster set alight
with nightmares of burning cities bright
future bright, endless night
--
make love in a sewer. skin pierced with a skewer.
gloved hands soft throat garotte throttle strangle
mangled art its corpse hanging from the roof
proof of destiny's design among the monied madness
sadness seen from above the angel high doom is nigh
fried synapses electric current lament the end
friends left behind a sign of syncopated ecstasy
stay with the scene green hills concrete jungle
trouble on the horizon vertical fall rubble
--
moral monsters hiding their habit
under their wine stained vestments
and preaching their old testaments
children, they don't give a shit
stained glass cathedrals bleed
while screeching primates feed
at the bottom of the spiked pit
young lust fulfills their need
--
peregrine nightmares, transient preoccupation
"Antioxidant Supplementation Prevents Oxidation"
corporate reality rules with the invalidation
of people, a dollar sign at the top of the steeple
surrounded by madness drowning in sadness
strung out on life beset with strife
perhaps we could seek a little less
connection with a world that is blessed
by primates sold to the cross and rife
with corruption a stinking mess
fight for the chance to live free
open their eyes to the the real
more people describe what they feel
take back what the government will steal
a black heart their lies reveal
massive weapons spending spree
shattered stone and steel
old movies on a reel
show freedom in the light
show them what is right
defend the human heart
culture belongs to art
--
the darkness creeps across the land
its filthy purge a seething urge
the Joker shows his deadly hand
the negative current, electric surge
it comes so close yet still so far
blending into the shadows you spar
drowning in a sea of fear
fish impaled upon its spear
corpseless heads rotting so near
ritual destruction of all I hold dear
--
all around the towers neat
forms a barren wasteland deep
within the enemy zone
comes the creeping funeral sheet
of a city gripped by fatal sleep
now presents their morbid host
with the fanfare of a ghost
shoot them while they weep
blackened corpses smoke and ruin
where the death of hope is brewing
in the land where the sun never sets
sits a man with a myriad regrets
his heart a wound so deeply impaled
by the endeavors in which he failed
his sword the way by which he seeks
the downfall of all that rots and reeks
heralds shout the minstrel sings
a body from the gibbet swings
the angel bleeds cut from its wings
a maelstrom this storm will bring
sorrow's pleas upon the frozen wind
evisceration commenced, excruciation, lamentation
pain is pleasure's twin, let the massacre of time begin
on the sanguinary fields beneath the weight of slaughter
defeater of lord death walks with laughter
across the barren plain crows feast on doom
the disappearing sun heralds the coming of the moon
shallow graves, febrile slaves
fxxked up beautiful world of madness
puncture pitiful cloud of sadness
graceful enlightened friends bring gladness
peace annihilate stagnant badness
--
I yearn to be set free
your love violates me
raped by your summer flame
hatred whispers your name
as you thrust deeper in
the knife that is so thin
yet penetrates my sin
and ravages my skin
beneath the organs bleed
I scream in wretched grace
blood spatters on your lace
and my last breath is freed
--
profounder than the deepest ocean
high above the fleeting wings of flight
fly faster than the gods in motion
and spurned beneath their searing might
amidst avenues of sheer delight
golden sparkling wonders seen afar
gardens of the beautiful zenith
heaven's scintillating shining star
the eyes behold the forbidden sight
a beacon of peaceful guiding light
pure ecstasy drowned in emotion
five flawless titans struggle and fight
the chalice holds the poisoned potion
Death absolved by redemption's penance
--
still hoping that someday our paths will cross
future memories and mutual loss
in another time in another place
I wipe the tears from your beautiful face
a meeting of mind across the empty void
an angel's wings upon the darkening flow
confronted by the very things we can't avoid
the fears and laments of a love that will grow
my muse comes to me from the depths of my dreams
but maybe the vision is not what it seems
a peregrine glimpse of what can not be
I'll wait for you, when our souls can be free
--
a bleeding corpse, a headless wonder
a field of mud and peals of thunder
blood and gore, the dead lie defeated
'neath the weight of mistakes repeated
black clouds obscure the grey sky above
hate and fear now triumph over love
where once there was a peaceful village
now lies a ruin raped and pillaged
a frozen wind stirs the autumn leaves
the foreign soldiers march through the trees
they bring nothing but death and disease
the survivors left to mourn and grieve
the horrors of war, hearts in turmoil
metal monsters slide through dark wet soil
onwards, relentless, driven like cattle
a proud people now slaves and chattel
--
corporations are out of control selling human dignity
tainted dollar signs advertising hidden evil malignity
order spirals into chaos, humanitas bleeds and weaps
international conflict seeds what destruction reaps
rusted metal, shattered concrete, fragments of broken glass
a wilderness of desecration, forgotten nuclear blast
blackened rotten gutted corpse of civilisations past
now home to the squatting remnants of society sparse
god is laughing, human ignorance ends the divine farce
--
a walking suicide delving into deeper depths
a wreath for forgotten times and blasted sites
let's dance while the bombs obliterate our freedoms
and scathing remarks deaden our hopes of glory
and moronic world leaders decide our fate
degenerating to a defiled state of mind unkind
explore the murky depths of souls in turmoil
economic imperialism, control the oil in foreign soil
dark dreams flow down bloodied streams
--
the colours burn his eyes as he sits in the hell he has created. nevermore to see the light of reality shining down upon his brow as he struggles with the serpents of his own doom. breeding pits filled with foul slime bubble and froth in the caverns spawning demons of uncertain origin their minds twisted and grotesque. fearing the inevitable disaster that hangs over his head he strives for release from the dark passage ways burrowing further into a wasteland of dire consequences. even now they seek him out among the wretched spires of rock that worm their way towards heaven where the angels sit and laugh at the great one fallen to earth among the race of man their swords sharpened on the stone of malice and set to drink the blood of the captive heart. behold our hero his mind a maze of possibilities each one a myriad of spiralling paths towards unknown outcomes. the eternal fires burn undending but the flame is cold as ice and freezes all emotion. what room is there for love in a heart that's torn apart by conflict? the battles still rage. the fight is never won. and still they come.
--
the bloated bloodied corpse of society
ruled by dim witted licentious insobriety
pulsing underneath with new life breeding
underground swell of maggots feeding
on the bitter remnants of forgotten feeling
leave us at the grave grieving and reeling
mourning the death of freedom
floating horse in the river dead
sad eyes for tears we've shed
forced down among the swell
of brown waves and froth
dead city grey and dark
shattered glass and wounded pride
downwards in a hellish slide
towards the rotten field
of corpses and black roses
where the barrier shield defends
the wanderer without a friend
protects us from the end
the wolves prowl howl at the moon
soon the meat laid upon their table
the great war horse in its stable
prepares for the coming battle
snorting blood and frenzy
a mad charge and no remorse
cut down in its course
sow the seeds for rebirth
in the glaring wounds of the Earth
--
drugs on the street tred on broken glass
go straight to the top of the class
learn fast shoot first quench thirst
I'm out of that scene it's obscene
demeaning and mean downfall of will
all your happiness in a little pill
all this for one little thrill
waste of life on the mean streets
always returning to sudden defeats
your life in the hands of script repeats
--
from birth to death into the Unknown
peace at the end, all birds have flown
no time left for each other
sun is father, moon is mother
silent symphonies of golden dawn
upon the Earth for which we mourn
forlorn cries in the wasted dunes
follow the piper's strangled tunes
herds wallowing in mediocrity's pool
money is the shepherd's tool to rule
the weak and greedy fool
no oil left, vanished greasy spoil
once great machines fallen into decay
no words were heeded, what did we say?
the eagle hunts his hidden prey
blind futility, infinite mobility
war in error is less than useful
--
beastial reality in the blue green sphere
wise words on white haired wisdom's spear
pay attention, soon Enlightenment abounds
the whole world is ruled by evil clowns
frightened children scream an endless dream
of freedom smashed against the rocks and bled
of all vitality, awash with brutality fed
by corporations on the edge of morality
their will a shrill denial of all that's right
as more defenders move into the glowing light
crushed beneath the weight of apathy and fright
their course set for disaster set alight
with nightmares of burning cities bright
future bright, endless night
--
make love in a sewer. skin pierced with a skewer.
gloved hands soft throat garotte throttle strangle
mangled art its corpse hanging from the roof
proof of destiny's design among the monied madness
sadness seen from above the angel high doom is nigh
fried synapses electric current lament the end
friends left behind a sign of syncopated ecstasy
stay with the scene green hills concrete jungle
trouble on the horizon vertical fall rubble
--
moral monsters hiding their habit
under their wine stained vestments
and preaching their old testaments
children, they don't give a shit
stained glass cathedrals bleed
while screeching primates feed
at the bottom of the spiked pit
young lust fulfills their need
--
peregrine nightmares, transient preoccupation
"Antioxidant Supplementation Prevents Oxidation"
corporate reality rules with the invalidation
of people, a dollar sign at the top of the steeple
surrounded by madness drowning in sadness
strung out on life beset with strife
perhaps we could seek a little less
connection with a world that is blessed
by primates sold to the cross and rife
with corruption a stinking mess
fight for the chance to live free
open their eyes to the the real
more people describe what they feel
take back what the government will steal
a black heart their lies reveal
massive weapons spending spree
shattered stone and steel
old movies on a reel
show freedom in the light
show them what is right
defend the human heart
culture belongs to art
--
the darkness creeps across the land
its filthy purge a seething urge
the Joker shows his deadly hand
the negative current, electric surge
it comes so close yet still so far
blending into the shadows you spar
drowning in a sea of fear
fish impaled upon its spear
corpseless heads rotting so near
ritual destruction of all I hold dear
--
all around the towers neat
forms a barren wasteland deep
within the enemy zone
comes the creeping funeral sheet
of a city gripped by fatal sleep
now presents their morbid host
with the fanfare of a ghost
shoot them while they weep
blackened corpses smoke and ruin
where the death of hope is brewing
in the land where the sun never sets
sits a man with a myriad regrets
his heart a wound so deeply impaled
by the endeavors in which he failed
his sword the way by which he seeks
the downfall of all that rots and reeks
heralds shout the minstrel sings
a body from the gibbet swings
the angel bleeds cut from its wings
a maelstrom this storm will bring
sorrow's pleas upon the frozen wind
evisceration commenced, excruciation, lamentation
pain is pleasure's twin, let the massacre of time begin
on the sanguinary fields beneath the weight of slaughter
defeater of lord death walks with laughter
across the barren plain crows feast on doom
the disappearing sun heralds the coming of the moon
shallow graves, febrile slaves
