About Me
In the remnants of an altered mind,
A utopia was formed.
It was in this place that it all began,
A new life was born.
Now I'm sure you don't think, that this place is very real,
But to those that lived in it, it's all that they could feel.
Sin had been banished
and morals had vanished.
The air thick with death,
numbing the senses with every breath.
Feelings had been erased,
memories had been replaced.
All in the name of survival,
an attempt to provoke revival.
A self-proclaimed god arose,
to strike down all who oppose.
He wrote a new set of laws...
to cover up his own mortal flaws.
And so came the birth of separation,
the emotional deprivation.
The life of this new plan,
depended on the Death of the old man.
Now the melting mind dripped on the soul,
caught a spark and burned a hole.
His life was spewing out of control,
but we couldn't stop him, he was on a role......
we didn't have time to catch our breath,
as we all sat back and admired his death.
We felt something frantic, it reminded us of peace,
but we knew soon enough that too would cease.
But we didn't have time to stop and think,
We were on a boat that was about to sink....
but somehow, TOGETHER, we kept it going,
feeding off his life that still was flowing.
But we knew one day that flow would end,
said the knew leader: "No worries, we'll just kill another friend,
appoint him Messiah and crucify again,
feed off his life, we can STILL be free of sin!"
so we had to kill another,
we all might have lost a brother.
but we were still living,
by the Power of his giving.
we were all so selfish,
but without it...we were helpless.
well, this process went on for years and years.
Sure it was rough, but it kept away the tears,
after all, it's utopia so there are no fears.
In a crop of confusion...we were the shears.
Until one day it was time again,
for another Messiah to see his end.
On his slanted cross he hung,
and cried out "MY GOD!!! WHAT HAVE I DONE?!"
I stepped back a couple of steps,
this was something we couldn't accept.
He'd thrown a wrench into the machine,
and shown me things I'd never seen.
Now many Messiahs have come and gone,
but in my head repeats the song,
of the man that screamed and cried,
that once believed in us so much that he died.
I'll never forget that faithful day,
What did he want, What was he needing to say.
But then came another to hang on our cross,
for our cause he suffered the loss.
As on his slanted cross he hung,
I heard it again, "MY GOD!!! WHAT HAVE I DONE?!"
I thought to myself, "Who is this god that my god's speak of?"
But now it's too late,
the angels have closed the gate.
He's not coming back and now i'm all alone,
the last of the species that we had grown.
I sat back and pondered,
about how we killed those we honored.
I had witnessed it all and now there's no one left.
My chest hurt so bad it took my breath.
Now I'm sleeping on graves and trying to resurrect the dead.
If I had only listened to the words they had said,
But DAMN to complete the plan I too must be dead!....
So I re-closed my mind, and cleared my head.
After all, they were right.
If no one is here there can be no sin.
So I spread my arms and forced the nails in.
I uprighted my cross,
so there would be no more loss.
I felt my life flowing all through the night,
and convinced myself that this was right.
But as the sun rose my cross begin to lean,
the truth was before me like I'd never seen.
And as on my slanted cross I hung,
I cried out...."my god........what have i done?"
-AA-
p.s. english critics... um sorry... hung is now a word. it had to be. it just happens like that sometimes, from time to time.
:)
You Are Absinthe
You are a sloppy drunk, purposely so
If drinking doesn't make you feel crazy, it's not any fun
Truth be told, you tend to prefer drugs to drinking
But you'd never pass up any absinthe that came your way!
What alcoholic drink are you?what??? it's just funny to me.
