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Emptiness
Take your hand, press it to my wrist,
Can you feel that cut pulsing
Take those pills, the doctor prescribed
Have you ever seen me convulsing
Do you even know
Do you even know why
Lead you now, into this darkened night
Meet your eyes
With a questioning look
I’m so cold
But I’m breathing this air
Maybe for you
If that means
Anything
Let me know
If that means
Not a thing
Let me go
To swim deep in troubled waters
I’m crying tears of nothing
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I know something definite
I've felt something infinite
I felt it when I touched your hand,
It must have danced across your skin
I'm wondering
If my descent into madness started
When I tripped into you
Something new, that doesn't scare me
Incredible you don't unnerve me
With the beauty of yourself
Loving everything
And every second
Of when you're here
And when you're not,
Waiting by the telephone, trying to will you
near
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Do my teardrops sting, as they're sliding down
your face
Did you ever realise, that I couldn't be
replaced
Do you know that my heart's breaking
And my sanity is skating
On thin ice
Are they crystal teardrops, do they shatter as
they fall
And are they burning hot, or are they loveless,
cool
Did I ever love you, did you love me back
'Cos stranger than all fiction is the fact
That I'm crying here too
And I can't let go of you
Clinging to a memory, holding faded dreams
The sweetest kiss, the bitterest lies, nothing's
as it seemed
Are those teardrops cleansing, do they wash your
conscience clear
Or are they drowning you like me, because your
love's not near
Shallow Grave
Fall decaying to the ground,
Screaming be your final sound
Into grave and over soon,
Rotting in your cold damp tomb
Two weeks passed since my gun shot,
Now lay you in a woodland plot
Dug underneath the shining moon,
I still see your smoking wound
Hear the thud, you hit the floor,
Feel you dragging through the door
Sorry that it took a while
But as I dig I slowly smile
No more you for me to fight,
No more bruises in the night
Was I too kind, straight through the head
But now I'll tuck you into bed
On a mattress made of dirt,
Eiderdown of moss and turf
No headstone left that might remind,
And as I leave won't look behind
All your torture has been done,
My guilt just prints now, on a gun
And as I toss it in the lake
I wonder were you mine to take
But as I watch it disappear
Think of your hatred, of my fear
Now you're gone, I just can't weep
No longer will your poison seep
Your hold on me was growing bigger,
To free myself I pulled a trigger
So now you sleep in earths embrace,
Look of death upon your face
And as I get further, with each step
You're just a ghost and I forget
And as you're clearing from my mind
Myself is what I'll try to find
My Forever
Something in your eyes, something deep
Something in your breathing, as I’m watching
you asleep
Something saying something, when you don’t say
a word
Something silent telling me, that someday
we’ll learn
All that’s in each other
Something everlasting, so there’ll never be
another
Us
And it’s in you I trust
To be my forever
Washed Pure/Hells Bar
I'm on the brink of spiritual death
I've been here and there and not stopped yet
I've sat on a stool, in the bar of hell
Spilt Satans drink, it's just as well
That I'm forgiven
For what I've given
And I'm washed pure
With all you ignore
Walking in the road, dodging speeding cars
Kicking at the kurb, I've gone a step too far
Waiting for judgement, to feel final embrace
Holy man or dark lords face
Or just rot in plywood box
With three lost souls beneath and two on top
I'm forgiven
For what I've given
And I'm washed pure
With all you ignore
Scalding rocks pelt down on me
Blood a river, soul a sea
Flows along from black ink pen
Been down the tunnel and back again
Watched
Silent something chasing me
Through my house and through my hair
Watching me, as I shake
Follows me, through night and day
Demons just won’t go away
Eyeing me when I’m in bed
Flicking through pages of books that I’ve read
Tracing my footprints, a flash in the mirror
It’s not paranoia, ‘cos something is there
Slip out of consciousness, but still too aware
Where is it hiding, it’s driving me mad
Tears of the scared, not of the sad
Freaking me out, in the true sense of the words
Something that’s spiritual, something
disturbed
I’m jumpy and nervous as I walk to my room
Trapped stiff with fear, like I’m locked in a
tomb
How bizarre, when there’s nothing I see
How very odd, the things I believe
But it’s here now, it’s watching me write
It’ll pull up a chair, it’ll stay here all
night
It’s been here forever, it shows no signs of
shifting
It may stick around, to watch dark clouds
lifting
It’ll be here a while, with the mood that
I’m in
Damn silent watcher, damn invisible thing
William The Nechro
Stainless steel and body bags, bodies long
embalmed
Subjected once again, to his sexual harm
Twisted torso, half a head
He longs to lay them in his bed
And degrade them once again
Now they’re too lifeless to defend
Grim Reaper just a middle man, for his warped
desires
A lustful appetite and a corpse that never tires
Rotting flesh, that would distress, his
aphrodisiac
You’ll see him in the graveyard with a shovel
and a sack
Death kissed his bride first, not that he’d
complain
A match that’s made in Hell, a marriage quite
insane
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