Omega
What a skeletal wreck of a man this is
translusant flesh and feeble bones
the kind of temple where the whores and vilians
try to tempt their holostic tomes
running rempant with free thought to free form
and the free and clear
the matters at hand are shelled out like lint at a laundry matt
to sift and focus on the bigger, better now
We all have a little sin that needs venting
virtues for the rending
and laws and systems ripped from the branches of office
do you know what your post intails?
wind down inside your adovistac allure
at the value of a summer spent and a winter earned
For the rest of us there is always Sunday
the day of the week that reaks of rest
but all we do is catch our breath
and wade naked into the bloody pool
to place our hand on the big, black, book
to watch the knives zig-zag between our aching fingers
A vacation is a count down
T minus your life and counting
time to drag your tounge accross the sugar cube
and hope to get a taste
WHAT THE FUCK IS ALL THIS FOR??
WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON??
SHUT UP!!
I could go on and on, but lets move on shall we?
Say, your me and im you
and they all watch the things we do
like a smack of spite they threw me down the stairs
haven't felt like this in years
the great magnet of mallicous magnenimis refuse
let me go and punch me into the dead spot again
Thats where you go when theres no one else around
and its just you and there was never any one to begin with
now was there?
Sanctimonious pretentious dastardly bastards
with a thumb on the pulse and a finger on the trigger
Classified my ass thats a fucking secret and you know it
Government is another way to say better, then, you
Its like ice but no pick, a murder charge that wont stick
its like a whole other world where you can smell the food
but you cant touch the silver ware
what luck, facisim you can vote for
isn't that sweet?
And were all ganna die some day cause thats the Australian way
and i've drunk too much and said too little
when you're gaffer taped in the middle
say a preyr save face get yourself together and
..."see whats happening"
SHUT UP! FUCK YOU! FFFFFFFUCK YOU!
Anyway, i could go on and on, but its time to move on so...
remember, you're a wreck, an accident
forget the freak you're just nature
keep the gun oiled and the temple clean
shit, snort and blaspheme
let the heads cool and the engine run
Cause in the end, everything we do
Is just everything we've done.
