12 November 2008

In the Mouth of Madness

building a wall here I am I open up hate
walking shifting open of you everything
truth how I want to be one kill you
writing of everything you have to offer
this is only 5 I have to fill the page quick
truth halloween terror supposed to fly
giving you the power to make it all real
of all things slain rapped pilliaged or plundered
come of the end
no one has come leave me alone
looking for me leave war alone
starting to change leave us a ghost
feeling the chance stay awake to stray
to be god i am child call me negative
sound like water
all I need is one more
sepparate my own this money doesn't spray
its about time to lie straight agead life
this pretty girl enough I have everyone
sick little child of the world & I am real