smell touch taste sight and sound

[kill_creation]

inside this fantasy it seems so real to me synthetic extasy when her legs are open true life behind the wall where men and angels fall a fading memory when my mind is frozen

how long will i be here without you near because i'm so cold

(sorry)

anyway i need a job, i'm doing that today.
i feel catatonic
step into a world where the air i breathe is mine nothing to overwhelm me and nothing to grab my mind be
anyone do anything i'd ever want to try time doesn't exist here

welcome home she said to me lets hide away before they see
i need so much to be alone with you i do
come with me she took my hand please try to help me understand
so pointless when my heart has turned to stone
i wish we could she whispered near go someplace far away from here
while hoping that smalll voice would disappear
that said welcome to the end

It boiled up like a tower.
A monument in the park.
It's the cock of a rifle.
A memory in the dark.

agenda suicide, the drones work hard before they die

Fights and battles have begun
Revenge will surely come
Your hard times are ahead

its holding me, morphing me
and forcing me to strive
to be endlessly cold within
and dreaming i'm alive
(this was pointless)