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Zeboïm - colour_wheel


La porte s'ouvrit sans grincer.


I will plaster all you mortals with my dominating guts
I will torment revelations - I did never ask for much
I will taste the detonation while the geminis go wild
I'll absorb the human sigh, eradicate your dormant lie

Does it suck your breasts for milk, golden honey, dressed in silk
Does it feel your patient care in your dreadful glassy stare
or does it feel your true emotions in its scars and bruises burn
Do you really think your lies will tear open cloudy skies?

Feel my fingers in your wound while my eyes ascend the gloom
Questions wasting all my time - I see your eyes detesting mine
Sick of a life you never had, e.dead.motion, you look so sad
I could care less if I'd like - I let you go into the night

Is my ignorance my fate, or is my love distorted hate
Is deliverance my mate or am I sleeping while awake
Is this place that we call home adorned by devastating foam
Am I mortal, am I god - Am I brighter than you thought?

I will never beg for mercy - I will never kiss your feet
I will never ask forgiveness and all of that I want to keep!
I will guide the blind in darkness though I cannot see myself
I will whisper in a deaf ear while I know you cannot speak

Diary of dreams - Rumours about angels.



~

She could smell his fear like black piss river; like
knotted balls of wors rolling in the smouldering
ruins of an abbatoir. Like suicide in Menstrual Lake.
Like the open graves of Hell. She could smell it as
she gripped the knife and held it to his neck.
She could smell his fear as cries for help grew
wings and trickled neatly into garbage cans. As 16
crippled hands fumbled with his zip. Twisted. Ate him
slowly . . . kissed him quick. The scarlet ghosts would
flinch--a glimpse of stocking! Shock the Red Night blue
and clean away the mess cos Jack is dead.

Legendary PInk Dots - The death of Jack The Ripper