Aug 08, 2005 21:43
It was never for everyone to understand. It's a gift from a higher source. It's a privilage to have the power to fully understand its meaning. It's a gift to use it for better things, to make a better world. Sometimes, people get mislead. Sometimes, people use it for evil when in all truth, it is the most beautiful melody I've ever heard.
"Broken glass and dirty needles, soul erosion truth. Electric god, our superman, found dead in a telephone booth. Shards of teeth ice pick abortions, orgasmic death so warm. Let's die screaming, black dog semen, I can hear you whisper conform. Hearts will stop, brain cells pop, apocalyptic high. She screams bloody murder, as they chop off her fingers. So this is how it feels to die? She was talking about conspiracy, talking about taking sides. I was masturbating, just contemplating the cold love of suicide."