I have sacrificed billions of genetic soldiers
Sent them willingly to their death
Had them facing their target
Head on
Target acquired
FIRE!

They eagerly went
Raced to where they were sent
Happy and excited
Almost hell bent

Warriors till the end
Charging into the abyss
Looking to glaze death’s kiss
Even though all of them leapt
Some did miss

Ending on a chin
Hanging from an eyelash
Or dripping off a nose
All aimed for the tonsils
Just sometimes how it goes

They can now only hope
That with a finger wipe
They will be lifted from the battlefield
And thrown down the pipe

To go down the pink velvet slide
And glide into oral suicide
A soldier’s death
A fitting ride

And with an Mmmmm and an Ahhhhh
I’d say a fitting eulogy
And Hoorah!!!

With a fleshy salute
And a tongue tap
I ‘d call this a wrap

War is a whore

Thank you, cum again


Liquid Libations

Everything costs before it is earned
Every want, desire and need from craving for love to yearning to breed
It all costs to launch that seed

From that milky goo to produce a few of you it costs to fling that spew
Then begins the great debate what will we get at the end of our wait
A whore or a hero? A genius or a zero A savior or a Nero?
Well, that is the question waiting for the result of your erection
Trying to figure out the next step
Deciding if you should have looked, before you leapt
But to late for that second thought
You launched the missile and it's been caught
Deep in the silky silo of mystery soon to spit out your history
A carbon copy of you spewing its own goo from every orifice
This is the result Of a 30 second grunt in a cunt
A loud, clueless, wrinkled savage looking for a nipple to ravage

I was just looking for a good time not a hole to drop all my dime
Or donate all my time
Yes, you have been a victim of the penis fly trap
Perhaps instead you should have grabbed the stick and gave it a flick
And choked the lil prick till he puked before having it rebuked
But much too late to masturbate
You signed your fate you're a daddy now mate
Time to stand tall and take the fall for the family's call
You lead your crew to teach the new how to see and what to do
How to play and plunder you're their hero and their wonder
Don't fail in this enormous task refuse drugs and put down the flask
Put them before you sacrifice in all you do
The rewards are deep but few
Doesn't matter though because they are you're crew

They will be a pain and a pleasure your own private treasure
They will test you they will push you
They will do their job and you will do yours
You will teach them you will reach them
You will find moments of joy and rage
You will watch them write their own page
They will always be yours as they open and close the doors in life
You will grieve for them and share their strife as they will for you
They will grow and they will go and take with them what you know
They will make it through a lil mini you

They will return someday to see you on your way and say thanks
For sticking around after that fateful pound
And second thought of having your DNA caught In the factory of flesh
So glad you didn't run but stuck around to call me son
I'll miss you when you go but always remember I'm in the know
Because of what you did show you're my crew and were of the few
Who remained after you blew your goo

Been a fun ride I must confide now it's my time to be at your side
As you move forward toward your demise and away from the thighs
That started this journey from orgasm to gurney
Don't worry father you did your best
You programmed me to take care of the rest
I may not have been your plan or even your biggest fan
But it when it came down to it you stood up like a man
So, in conclusion I forgive you

The fate of Procreate

Come on
Come in
The show is about to begin
Though it's actually already been in full swing
It's the human zombie show
A disgustingly curious thing
Plenty to see
Of the curious free
Who offer their veins
For all to see
Showcasing the latest
In absolute venom
A sacred intravenous plenum
Bringing with it
Another day of shit
An addicts tribute
From a worthless twit

I know it's a horror show
To fight uphill through the flow
I know it's easier to just give in
And tell the poison
"Hey you win"

But if you won't fight
Then why should I?
It's more merciful
To let you die
Then to bring them back
As the devil's snack

I say, put the Narcan away
And let the chips fall where they may
Why continue
To rescue those who run to the fire
It's clear to me that misery is their true desire

If you offer help
And it's slapped away
There's no shame to leave them where they lay
They have found their grave
And are committed to being a slave
To their chemical romance
It is the needle with which they dance
They have abandoned their chance
For a different happenstance

It's ok to let them go
They never wanted to be in the know
That help is there
That people do care
Willing to fight their despair
But if you won't fight
Then why should I?

I've grown numb to your resistance
Deaf to your insistence
That you can't
You simply don't want to
And that is what's true
Fear of something fresh
Scared of something new

It's not that I'm unwilling to help you
I just know you won't see it through
And I grow tired of your lie
Of pretending to try
While preparing to die

So, I will spare us both the expense
Of trying to keep you in the present
While you inject yourself into the past tense
Anything else simply makes no sense

The dance with the lance

Come my cattle
Come my sheep
Waddle to the place
Where I tell you to sleep
Stop your thinking
Don't utter a peep

We are in charge
Of you and your thought
We pay for your ass
Your life we bought
Don't fucken whine or moan
It's you and your ass we own

Yes, we now say this to your face
We no longer need to hide
We own the human race
Do you think we ever really care?
If you do
Then you deserve the misery you share

We can't help but laugh at all you fools
For years you've been our slaves
And our obedient tools
We trained you like dogs
And baited you like fish
Now with the world on the brink
All you can do is wish

Pathetic that you have lost your sight
Despicable that you have no fight
You deserve to be fleeced like sheep
Instead of standing up for yourselves
You cower and weep

We feel no pity or remorse
You gave us this power
And set the course
So please continue to wallow in shame
You only have yourselves to blame
As we continue to play our game

OBEY!!!

Owned

"Ah", the information age
Click, click, click
Is all the rage
With a tap and a swipe
I keep the content ripe
And lock myself in a digital cage

Don't unlock it
Or let me out
Without your input
I may just pout
Unlimited data
With glee I shout
The likes I get
Is my ego's clout

See me, hear me and watch me be
Doing the mundane
For all to see
Follow my content
And subscribe
Please belong to my digital tribe
As I offer you a binary bribe
Of the empty, sad and alone
Keeping you hooked
And glued to the phone
With mediocracy and some glitz
It's my soul sucking message

Called the dollar raping cyber blitz

All I care for you and yours
Is the attention I get
From you worthless whores
So open your wallet and pray to me
That liking me isn't free
Ain't I cute?  "Tee hee"
Now pay me and leave me be
"Don't forget to like and subscribe"

Like and Subscribe

What a joke
What a laugh
People stressing
The overdraft

Oh my
Oh me
How much will it be?

Can I afford to pay?
Another unfair bill today?

Such is the way of the corporate ladder
To send paper with numbers
In order to get fatter

I laugh at your effort
To rob me long distance
Instead I smirk
And return resistance

It seems odd to me
That people fret
Like they'll ever collect
Is what I bet

I wait for it all to collapse
For corporate America
To fall into relapse

Then look at the greed
And what they have brought
How much blood from a stone?
Is my thought

I love to laugh at these greedy misguided fools
Sending paper numbers
To obedient tools

When they send you pictures of numbers
Send them pictures of money

And laugh, laugh, laugh………..

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"

Greed

I find it fascinating
That we are all
Temporary
This little life trip seems unnecessary

But its needed
To test your soul
To see if you'll drink from the toilet bowl
Of this existence that we create
How do you want history to read your fate?

Were you worth something to rate?
Or a result of daddy's need to masturbate?

He should have launched you in a tissue
You're really nothing more than an issue
To be ignored
Though I know your bored
You may beg to the Lord
Or fall upon your sword
That you sharpen
With drug and drink
Quizzical little choice
Don't yah think?

Too many questions
And few answers to be found
It's the reality
Of idiocy's sound
Pass me the chemicals
And pour another round

I need to be numb to put on my shield
It's the fog of blankness
That I wield
As I wait in the concrete field
And look to the sky
Questioning who, what and why
Waiting to die
To find out if it was all a lie

It is with these thoughts
I breathe a heavy sigh
And pray, I receive my wings
As I'm ready to fly

Fascinating

To the King who gave us this thing
Of life and love
All was given from the heights above
With the hope of dreams and wonder
Which sadly has run asunder
And dipped into the facade of arrogance
It was always stupidity that we had to romance

You ever wonder if this is the way it was supposed to be?
The book was written with a beginning and an end
Were we really meant to get kicked out of paradise to fend?
Was this all a biblical test? It's a bit curious I must confess

Was it a wager between the two? to see what we would do?

Perhaps it was our fate to take the bait
Maybe we were meant to fail
We were given a choice, fit with a voice
To object to the serpent's plea to open our eyes and be free
From that tasty poison little apple forever with existence we grapple
Was it the choice that was the test?
Or our instinct to resist that we gave a rest?
Either way we did fail
And from paradise we did bail
Never to return
But simply end up in an Urn
A charred pile of ash
Resting in a vessel, that seems rash

Fascinated by this turn of events so long ago
I simply wish to know
Whose to blame
Who fucked up? what's their name?

Not that it's anything I can change
But admittingly making me a bit deranged
Was it her? Or him?
Did she eat the damn fruit on a whim?
And what about him?
Was he nagged, gagged or just a wimp
Stupid shit was a simp
Probably said yes dear out of fear
Then lied to God the sorry sod
I blame them both

Instead of running around naked hanging with a Lion
It's another fucking robocall I'm denying
Yah thanks Adam and Eve

Should have had me there instead
I would made sure that snake was dead
Made a belt out of his ass
And smacked Eve for almost fucking up paradise

I know that's not nice
But neither is what we have now
So, relax don't have a cow

Just a lil spiritual what if to give the ol ticker a lift
Think of it as a meaningless gift
That you just didn't need
Something to tickle that cerebral seed
As you hurtle towards your last day
Which by the way
Is courtesy
Of a lie that was bought without a thought
From a fruit dealer, soul stealer, and deceptive appealer
To a girl named Eve, who believed a snake
And doomed us all to eat cake
What a fucking flake.

Eve fucked up

It's a joke to be woke
You silly bloke
You're listening to vile folk
Blinding you with political smoke

Dousing your brain
In a putrid soak
Of the evil, daft and deranged
Feeding you lunacy
Of the mundane
Its quite comical
And really insane

To believe it
All to be true
Question it not
Says the elite few

Make sure to tune in
For more mayhem and sin
This is a fight you cannot win
Just accept the program
My has been

We have you and your kin
As we toss your morals in a bin
And serve you a morbid din din
Of shit that makes no sense
While trying to erase
Your programming's past tense
And insert the new
Wicked woke ways
Erasing good past days

To break down your defense
Of knowing wrong from right
To block your sight from the light
To curtail your will to fight
To destroy your mental might
And supplement it
With a revolting blight

Of disgusting attitudes
Paying the ghastly
Platitudes of cliché
While celebrating it as a new way
For the progressive decay

To tell a lie long enough
Will begin to produce fluff
And spread like a plague
Infecting the mindless and vague
Who never bother to question at all
And simply sink to their knees
In an obedient fall
And listen to the call
Of the demon's song

Repeating the lyrics
They know to be wrong
Evil knows its audience well
They are the salesmen of hell
They know how to quell
Your objection to the infection
From which you swell
And revive you
From where you fell
Away from reality and logic

It's why you were picked
Why you were licked
As a delicious treat
You were always someone
Who could be beat
Into submission
For this horrific mission
Of not questioning your leaders
But being cerebral bleeders
Spewing on cue
What the elite few
Tell you to say
You're the robot
For the day
Paving the way
For the wicked to play

But I pray
For it all to end
So, we can all mend
My heart for humanity I lend
My will against evil
Will never bend

Begin transmission

The outty and the inny
Fleshy repeated stabbings
Produce a ninny
To be tossed to the fray
And taught their worth for the day
Is to obey
What we say
Of how, when, and why to play

Its your moral decay we crave
Your wide-eyed innocence
Is all the rave
As we brand you
A useful slave

Here's your collar
Go chase that dollar
My fun lil peasant
Time to chase the life of the unpleasant
And know my luv for you is not heaven sent

Quite the opposite
Ya lil shit
We care for you not
Your parents should have thought
Before they put pole to hole
They were condemning you
To exist in a toilet bowl
Of the insane and mundane
Where the reign is pain
And you have nothing to gain

We must confess
That as you progress
You continue to lose
The ability to amuse
And entertain
What was once a charm to behold
Now simply boring an old

We just wait for your mortal coil to fold
So, we can raise another
To call them brother
And let them know they are another
And to assume the role of a mother

Because your inny
Spit out a ninny
It's our job
To decide for the slob
What they worship
And grind with their hips
They are what we tell them
With genderless lips
You're not a he, she, them or they
Just simply a toy for the day
To be played
Then thrown away

We care not what's between your legs
Your simply spoiled eggs
That won a race
In a clueless womb
Such is the case

It's comical to see
The genderless free
Argue where to pee

The flesh factory only makes two
One is pink
The other blue
There is no mix or match
When you arrive
"its" already attached

If you have a complaint
Of the equipment given
Or dissatisfied
With what your living
Might I suggest
That you confess
You don't have a clue
That you're the few
With balls of blue
Or twat of not
Who wholeheartedly bought
The governments thought
That you are not
Who your supposed to be
That your blind
And can't see

You were custom made
One of a kind
One in a billion
A rare find

But you listen to their putrid word
And allow them to keep you in a herd
It's a sad display
From an amateur nerd
You're an individual!
Or haven't you heard?

Listen to your heart
Not to the confusion
They impart
God got it right
From the very start

He made you who you are
And what you are to be
He gave you the knowledge
And eyes to see

Open them and be free
And stop worrying
About your damn pee pee

Kool Aid anyone

Of course, I worry about the end
I gotta fractured soul
That needs a mend

Yes, I do believe
I know I'm a sinner
Who needs a reprieve

Too far from righteous
Then I care to be
But to be honest
Not sure what it means to me

I try to be good
But truthfully
My intentions are misunderstood
Especially by me

Isn't it a bitch
I crave a criminal itch
That forbidden fun
That keeps my soul from the son

I want no consequence of my action
Just want to quench my desires
With pure satisfaction
And zero reaction

I just want to do what I wanna do
With no liability
From the biblical crew

At least I'm honest in my desire
To dance with the flames of the fire
I don't want to dip my toes in
I just wanna play with a lil bit of sin
Have some fun
And stick the tip in

I don't need the floor show
To hell's gate
Just some mental images
To use and masturbate

Is it the fuel of testosterone
That drives my bone
Far away from the throne?

Perhaps an empty sack
Is the way to attack
The morals that I seem to lack

But in order to empty
The genetic trash
I have to do things
That internally seem rash

Damned if you don't
And damned if you do
Either way you seem screwed

So, what's the answer
To this spiritual cancer?

Kiss the flame
And place blame
On being weak, meek?
Or admit a desire to be a freak?
Either way it's clear
There's a leak
Dripping from day one
Draining your morals
And increasing your fun

Until it's plugged
You will remain unhugged
Bare, blank, vacant and hollow
With a pitiful path to follow

Look to the G.P.S. for the route
God's Plan Says
Turn around and be found
Or forever rot in the ground

Liquid Libations

EASN

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