Bubblegoose
30-01-08, 09:09 PM
So into this cold world I was spat out from the comfort of a warm and loving womb.
I'm forced to defend myself, until the day arrives when they lay me to rest inside of a tomb.
But until that day arrives, I stand here at the edge of a pit of snakes.
Walking amongst the likes of lords of illusion, great pretenders and fakes.
Eye cover my ears to block out the true lies that emerge from the mouth that swindles.
Any hope that my heart kindles, is crushed by poisoned words uttered by a forked tongue.
Pouring down on me like acid rain, polluting my inner atmosphere.
Like fumes emerging from burning plastic it stings my eyes, yet I won't shed a tear.
You may resort to carving my skin up with lashes from a whip and afflict me with a million paper cuts.
Treat my body like an ashtray on which you choose to extinguish your cigarette butts.
Subject me to solitary confinement and deprive me of food and day light.
Yet your stone cold acts of cowardice won't destroy my resolve and eye shall continue to fight.
Eye dig deep inside of myself, searching for some guiding light, during this my darkest hour.
Falling to my knees, my hands reach skywards, as eye beckon towards a higher power.
Eye scream, Oh Most High! They have stripped me of everything, including my sword and my staff.
Raped and pillaged my village, murdered everyone that eye hold dear, all in the name of their laws.
They kill so relentlessly and see not the errors of their ways, for they strive for a blind cause.
With each strike they cut deeper, contaminating the drinking water and poisoning the crops.
They're drunk off power, which they fuel further via the consumption of an elixir made out of barley and hops.
Now they resort to behaving like wild animals.
Displaying characteristics like those of barbarians and cannibals.
So oh Lord, help to bring forth balance and order.
From this whirlwind of chaos, make them and us clean and sober.
Bless us with a moment of clarity, bring us back to the ledge sanity and in turn restore parity.
They've cut us off at the knees, oh Lord, please hear my pleas.
For you are the Creator of the sun, moon and stars, the mountains, the oceans and the seas.
The One that taught the birds how to sing, and shared the secret of making honey with the bees.
You painted the magnificent universe with strokes of your divine artwork.
Yet here eye lay, a prisoner inside of my own mind, where personal demons lurk.
They come forth with their bag of tricks filled with subliminal hypnotism that corrodes my mind with images of negative realism.
The world outside is at war with itself, but my battle resides here on the inside.
Their objective is to conquer my will power and destroy my pride.
If they do break me in the end, deep inside eye know that eye gave it my all and eye tried and eye tried and eye tried.
Eye clung on with dear heart, whilst the world around me turned into helter skelter, for eye was only a passenger on this lunatic carnival ride.
Eye stay on board, until the tracks beneath my feet collapse, and then deeper into the great unknown eye slide.
I'm forced to defend myself, until the day arrives when they lay me to rest inside of a tomb.
But until that day arrives, I stand here at the edge of a pit of snakes.
Walking amongst the likes of lords of illusion, great pretenders and fakes.
Eye cover my ears to block out the true lies that emerge from the mouth that swindles.
Any hope that my heart kindles, is crushed by poisoned words uttered by a forked tongue.
Pouring down on me like acid rain, polluting my inner atmosphere.
Like fumes emerging from burning plastic it stings my eyes, yet I won't shed a tear.
You may resort to carving my skin up with lashes from a whip and afflict me with a million paper cuts.
Treat my body like an ashtray on which you choose to extinguish your cigarette butts.
Subject me to solitary confinement and deprive me of food and day light.
Yet your stone cold acts of cowardice won't destroy my resolve and eye shall continue to fight.
Eye dig deep inside of myself, searching for some guiding light, during this my darkest hour.
Falling to my knees, my hands reach skywards, as eye beckon towards a higher power.
Eye scream, Oh Most High! They have stripped me of everything, including my sword and my staff.
Raped and pillaged my village, murdered everyone that eye hold dear, all in the name of their laws.
They kill so relentlessly and see not the errors of their ways, for they strive for a blind cause.
With each strike they cut deeper, contaminating the drinking water and poisoning the crops.
They're drunk off power, which they fuel further via the consumption of an elixir made out of barley and hops.
Now they resort to behaving like wild animals.
Displaying characteristics like those of barbarians and cannibals.
So oh Lord, help to bring forth balance and order.
From this whirlwind of chaos, make them and us clean and sober.
Bless us with a moment of clarity, bring us back to the ledge sanity and in turn restore parity.
They've cut us off at the knees, oh Lord, please hear my pleas.
For you are the Creator of the sun, moon and stars, the mountains, the oceans and the seas.
The One that taught the birds how to sing, and shared the secret of making honey with the bees.
You painted the magnificent universe with strokes of your divine artwork.
Yet here eye lay, a prisoner inside of my own mind, where personal demons lurk.
They come forth with their bag of tricks filled with subliminal hypnotism that corrodes my mind with images of negative realism.
The world outside is at war with itself, but my battle resides here on the inside.
Their objective is to conquer my will power and destroy my pride.
If they do break me in the end, deep inside eye know that eye gave it my all and eye tried and eye tried and eye tried.
Eye clung on with dear heart, whilst the world around me turned into helter skelter, for eye was only a passenger on this lunatic carnival ride.
Eye stay on board, until the tracks beneath my feet collapse, and then deeper into the great unknown eye slide.