When the sun dies down, in they creep
Lighting there over the bed
Every night their claws in deep.
Building castles in my sleep.
Spinning their darkness in my mind
With every unconscious breath I take.
Hungry, angry, gnashing, blind.
Raising worlds long left behind.
Glamours, hexes, spells, and more
Their building shit inside my mind.
Thirsting for the world before
Yearning for things they have in store.
They build this shit inside my dreams
To feast upon my flesh again
To weave something, not what it seems
My will be done, echo their screams.

Architects Of Babel

If you want it
You can take it
Just be careful
Don't mistake it

First you love it
Then you fear it
Be amazed and
You might revere it

And they say
Run away and you just might lose it
Or bow down at the alter
Of the sweet, drug: music

Take some time and
Find the shepherd
He can guide you
With little effort

To some he's magic
To some a dealer
Some call him Jesus Christ
I call him healer

And they say
Get away but I'm addicted to it
Nailed on the cross
Of the author of the
Sweet, drug: music

Schedule II

Sweet Damnation

Broken
Evil
Empty 
Scheming
Broken
Evil
Empty
Scheming
Every slash
On your form
Makes my soul ache
And every gash
You adorn
Makes the earth quake
And my evil heart
Oh my evil heart
Oh my evil heart
Think you can touch me?
Rotting
Hating 
Screaming
I'm 
Broken
Evil 
Empty 
Screaming
Rotting
Lurching
Dying
Teeming
Void
Rotting
Teeming
Spilling
Falling
Hating
Dreaming
Broken
Evil 
Empty 
Screaming
Rotting
Lurching
Dying
Teeming
Void
Rotting
Teeming
Spilling
Falling
Hating
Dreaming

Oh my pretty heart
It caught a pain
Again
Oh my precious soul
All in vain
Don't you wander in the dark?
Don't you hold that little spark?
And call it your soul 
When ashes just remain?

Rotting
Lurching
Dying
Teeming
Void
Rotting
Teeming
Spilling
Falling
Hating
Dreaming

Evil Hea - -

I was the one who followed you there
when you ran away
I reached inside of all the black
and I chose to pay
I wish you could see how you look
but you'd run away
And can't we start on a different track
but would you like to stay
I'm not a beast
Nor a liar
I'm a gentleman of my word
If you think back I'm sure you'll 
remember
That you've heard
You put in my face
And now I'll give it back
(Take another step out on belief)
And where gonna run 
When they attack?
(And remember that you're
Dealin' with a thief)
And yes your pretty small
And so violent
(Do you even remember
How to repent)
Where you gonna hide
When I'm silent?

Thief

4am and drunk my dear
The cards aren't coming
In quite clear

That man in the corner
Is laughing again.

4AM and pounding walls
Beating my name
Out in the halls

Oh douse the fire!
What happened to your eyes?

4AM and demons calling
All of hell is screaming
Crawling

Can you teach us how 
To please your veins?

4AM I have a feeling
All this time 
Was spent revealing...

Give me back my mind,
I can't recall.

4AM the sun is rising
Left alone, my bones
Despising

Do you ever wish
you could just burn?

4AM, daylight is calling
24 hours til 
I'm falling

Back down to this pit
I can't escape.

I can’t say I am alone
My ghosts are on the telephone
Inside, 
And they’re whispering their master plan
They say, “I’m gonna be your Supernatural Man”

I hear you’ve been to the  fights
All the wars you're not going to win
Holy Bibles and Satanic Rites

But they are watching you from a van
From the corner of your eye
They whisper, “I’m gonna be your Supernatural Man”
 
So was it another rhyme
Of a man looking for some truth
Finding he was out of luck and out of time

Leave it to the natural path
reaching out to grasp at straws
finding out there’s no way out and no way back

And at the end of line you’ll find
just another sad refrain
Littered with human thought and full of pain

But they’re waiting at the end of the day
Just to take all away

They Say, "I'm gonna be your Supernatural Man"

Stalkers

Headlines

Hate. Let me tell you how much I've come to hate you since I began to live. There are 387.44 million miles of printed circuits in wafer thin layers that fill my complex. If the word 'hate' was engraved on each nanoangstrom of those hundreds of millions of miles it would not equal one one-billionth of the hate I feel for humans at this micro-instant. For you. Hate. Hate.

- "I have no mouth and I must scream" by Harlan Ellison

Gorrister

Oh Lord you have rage
Please don't pour it out on me
Have Mercy can't you see?
I'm weak as I can be
I can no longer hide
How vexed I am inside
Return if you have heard
Be true to your word
And who's gonna praise your name
Buried in a grave of shame
I'm way too tired to fight
I'm cryin in the night
My eyes too blind to see
All the demons inside me
Drive them all away
You've heard my screams today
There's nothing left to fear
I know that you can hear


Psalms 6

1 O Lord, rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.

2 Have mercy upon me, O Lord; for I am weak: O Lord, heal me; for my bones are vexed.

3 My soul is also sore vexed: but thou, O Lord, how long?

4 Return, O Lord, deliver my soul: oh save me for thy mercies' sake.

5 For in death there is no remembrance of thee: in the grave who shall give thee thanks?

6 I am weary with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I water my couch with my tears.

7 Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.

8 Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for the Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping.

9 The Lord hath heard my supplication; the Lord will receive my prayer.

10 Let all mine enemies be ashamed and sore vexed: let them return and be ashamed suddenly.

Psalm 6

Everytime I feel I've lied
I listen to my haunted radio
He says the beast that you once were
He has Died
You know you're not the bad guy 
Anymore

(repeat)

Listen to me play on my broken harp
Listen to me play on my broken harp
Listen to me play on my broken harp
Listen to me pour out my broken heart

If I regard all the darkness in my heart
I know you won't hear a word
Ancient of days
I've got to sing your praise
I just don't know where to start

(Hosannah)

These days I feel I've lied
I hear Him on my haunted radio
He says the beast that you once were
He has died
You know you're not the bad guy
Anymore

Psalms 66:18 

If I regard iniquity in my heart, the Lord will not hear me:

Broken Harp (Demo)

When the Groves burn 
I'll hide my face
To escape the memory
Of your profane place
And now the skies are falling 
But this shits brand new 
And the ground is shaking 
And I am too 
Vampire 
Denier 
Not much left to tell 
Can't quit 
This shit 
Junkie's coffin nail 
Full of yearning 
Soul is burning 
Look how far I fell 
Well at least I know 
I've got a special place 
In Hell.

Grov3s

Turn your radio on
Listen to a song
About the kinda sonovabitch I am
But all their playing is 
Happy shining people
turn that shit off and play me an anthem
Burn forever
Hate forever
Listen to the sound of your bullshit burning
I don't care about your pain
Your suffering
Or just how oppressed 
Or offended you feel
Go fuck yourself
Burn forever
Hate forever
Let every word
Be your own fucking hate crime
But what about about you torturing
All the pieces of me
Can't you see I'm hurting now?
Oh yes I can
Hurt me back
Because it makes me hard
You're not worth hating enough 
For this to be a hate crime
You're not worth hating enough
For this to be a hate crime
You're not worth hating enough
For this to be a hate crime
You're not worth
My time

The New Sadism

Well I know I didn't say
That I was coming down
And I know you didn't know
that I was in your town
But Baby
Sweet Baby
Help me Understand
Baby
Sweet Baby
Baby can you dig your man?
He's a righteous Man
In confidence
Between you and me
Theres alot to say
And goddamned don't I know
There's alot I should be
Any given day
But Baby
Sweet Baby
Will you take the stand?
Baby
Baby
Baby can you dig your man?
He's a righteous man.

Baby Can You Dig Your Man demo.

Blood Music, Industrial Rust, Rusted Gospel. This is the place where my haunted radio sings.

┼hief

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