Charade

Lunatics, beyond your humble reach
love is just another kingdom to suffer defeat from
your head explodes, once again, whispering thoughts
that'll make you cry and suffer...

Vacant halls, and blades changing your profile
rearranging sanity's purpose, locking out thunders
Humble faces, surrender to your variety of poisons
you can cause pain, when you're shivering in the cold winter night
simply adoring your unholy self pitted in hatred you scream out
on the eve of your kingdom's annual celebration
rape, and devastation

In this ground, filled with moist,
accept this hallow body
a souless carcase of a simple man
who dared to challange Gods
but not his fears, erased the sun
from his burned out brain
sorrow, and loneliness must be his ground of testing

The final cut of the devil's favorite boy movie
he reaches out the end of his mortality
accross a sea of sand into a desert storm
forming a stoned sanctuary of lies and laughter

You will not see my face on the storm,
it always snows in neverland....


Dental disability makes no differene of mental disbelief....