7 crescents of equilibrium: January 2011

11.1.11

good wounds to be alive

"open your wounds", they said..

only kids want those things for toys..

and they tore it split wide open..

"show us in", the begged, pleaded, and played in joy..

and it feels right this time..

torn apart at the seams, they entered or so it seems..

and it feels right this time..

torn apart at the seams, they left or so it seems..

i say,"good day to be alive"

and it feels right this time..

"good day to be alive", i say

and it feels right this time..

(chuckle/smirk)

it's not mine.it's theirs..

Your world is an ashtray

We burn and coil like cigarettes

The more you cry your ashes turn to mud.

It's the nature of the leeches, the virgin's feeling cheated

You've only spent a second of your life.

My world is unaffected, there is an exit here

I say it is and then it's true,

There is a dream inside a dream,

I'm wide awake the more I sleep

You'll understand when I'm dead..

One shot and the world gets smaller

Let's jump upon the sharp swords

And cut away our smiles

Without the threat of death

There's no reason to live at all

My world is unaffected, there is an exit here

I say it is and then it's true,

There is a dream inside a dream,

I'm wide awake the more I sleep

You'll understand when I'm dead

I went to god just to see, and I was looking at me

Saw heaven and hell were lies

When I'm god everyone dies

Scar/can you feel my power?

Shoot here and the world gets smaller

Scar/scar/can you feel my power?

"Each thing i show you is a piece of my death"

Shoot shoot shoot motherfucker

No salvation, no forgiveness..

"This is beyond your fuckin' experience"

7 crescents of equilibrium

11.1.11

good wounds to be alive

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