Isles of Scion

I slip threw the door.
I crawl along the floor.
You time is cutting short.
I spin it, I pull it, I cut it.
They hate to see you live.
The live to see you hate.
Finally I come, into your mind.
Your deepest fears, I will find.
Find the key, that will set you free.
In the form of cold steel it will hide.
So take it your time, swallow your pride.
Remember what they told you, remember how they sold you.
Tv special, that’s what you are.
Dried blood is your bed.
There carnal thirst has been fed.
Your life had to end, they’d kill you soon enough.
But this isn’t the end, it’s just the beggining.
You wheren’t alone on that hollowed tv.
Next to you lied 3 more bodies, your family.
So now you will live eternelly.

…okay I am really REALLY tired…and was bored. So I had to write something before I went to bed. My poetry crap always sucks…especially at night….argh…

Like the sun behind the clouds.
like a rose behind a stone.
a beauty covered by a lie,
hiding just beyond the eye.
try and see threw the cover,
to find yourself the perfect lover.
but Time will come and steal the sun,
and eventually the rose will wilt.
then finally the time has come.
and A tombstone will be built.

Ring around the rosie, Pockets full of posie.
Teens packing uzis, watch them abuse me.
(The) tears they shed will last for years, (the) blood they spill is all for thrill.
The plague begins to spread, millions soon will be dead.
(The) need for power, (the) need to control, consumes us all.
You want to die, they push you harder. You can’t take more, they push you harder.
Slowly down along you arm, the silver savior slides much further.
Cut your wrist,
(and) fuck all this,
cut your wrist,
(and) fuck all this.
You are not allowed to die, they will never tell you why.
Income now is what you are, paying them is what your for.
Your lust for the pain, drives you insane.
(they) beat you harder, whip cracks the bone.
(you) submit to them, enter submissive tone.
Kids doing drugs, and kids carrying guns.
No more trust, all is lost.
Drop into the darkness, and just fuck all this.
Steel shells break the ribs, the end is near.
(they where) once loved, now feared.
bleeding chest,
endless rest.
bleeding chest,
endless rest.
bleeding chest,
endless rest.
bleeding chest,
endless rest.