dave

I'd like to meet:

"What a skeletal wreck of a man this is
Translucent flesh and feeble bones
The kind of temple where the whores and villians
try to tempt the holistic tones
Running rampant with free thought to free form the free and clear
And the matters at hand are shelled out like lint at a
laundromat 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 and stems ripped from the branches of office
Do you know what your post entails?
Do you serve a purpose or purposely serve?
Wind down inside your adivistic allure,
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 reeks of rest
but all we do is catch our breath
so we can wade naked into the bloody pool
and place our hand on the big, black book.
To watch the knives zigzag between our aching fingers
A vacation is a countdown
T-minus your life and counting
Time to drag your tongue across the sugar cube
and hope you get a taste
WHAT THE FUCK IS ALL THIS FOR?
I could go on and on but let's move on shall we?
Say, you're me and I'm you
and they all watch the things we do
and like a smack of spite they threw me down the stairs
haven't felt like this in years
the great magnet of malicious magnanimous refuse
Let me go and plunge me into the dead spot again
That's where you go when theres no one else around
it's just you and there was never anyone to begin with now
was there?
Sanctimonious pretentious dastardly bastards
with their thumb on the pulse
and a finger on the trigger
CLASSIFIED MY ASS
THAT'S A FUCKING SECRET AND YOU KNOW IT!
Government is another way to say better. than. you.
It's like ice but no pick
a murder charge that won't stick
its like a whole other world
where you can smell the food
But you can't touch the silverware
What luck!
Facism you can vote for
Isn't that sweet
And were all gonna die someday
'cause that's the american way
and I've drunk too much and said too little
with you're gaffer taped in the middle
say a prayer, save face, get yourself together and
SEE WHAT'S HAPPENING!
I'm sorry, I could go on and on
but its time to move on so
Remember, your a wreck, an accident
Forget the freak, your just nature
Keep the gun oiled and the temple clean
Shit, snort, and blaspheme
let the heads cool and the engine run
because in the end everything we do,
everything we do...
is just everything we've done."
-Omega

i'd like to meet stephan jenkins
he's absolutely a lyrical genius.
like seriously, he writes the most amazing lyrics ever..
not this tho..
this is a reading by corey taylor,
singer for slipknot, as well as stone sour.