

Happy Christ's MaskHappy Christ's mask He wears for our sake Beneath it Christ's got no face He's Faceless Christ He's everyone We're all potential Christs We're all being crucified That's what life is The world is Golgotha Our dreams are wreath of thornsHappy Christ's Mask
We're the children of God, of course: "Daddy, what happened to mom?" "Shut up you little bastard Your mom was a whore She still is, I s'pose." That's how God treats us
Or maybe it's just how we treat ourselves Refusing to acknowledge our mother Walking on her Stomping her face S


New EdenNew Eden Green and laid Seeds go sad There's no exitNew Eden
Eve hangs from the tree Rotten fruit
Adam smokes grass The sky turns gray All world is ash We know not pray
The man buys himself a suit Some place Snake creeps Then he grows business to sell fruits They're golden, juicy and cheap
The known edge Tree of knowledge Lying under the weight of sin
Unrooted tree Derouted god Clouds the garden Wraths his heart Brings rain and sorrow Not a rain that growths A rain that griefs and


Snow ReverieBreath steams the glass as the frost spreads ever widening fingers 'cross the planes of your window.Snow Reverie
The slight white flakes drift diagonally subject to the whim of the wind while you watch in the warmth inside.
And as you watch your mind becomes like that snow. Drifting here and there.
Your thoughts, like the flakes are sometimes so tiny you have to stare to see them fall.
Often your thoughts, the flakes are such a heavy thick white that they weigh down the world.
But as you wipe away the percipitation of breath
I love you long time.
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The Empire Strikes First
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Give me the heads of my enemies! Or some crab-cakes. . . . whichever.
anytime
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The Empire Strikes First
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put a gun to my head and paint the walls with my brains...
thanks fot the fave.
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