Moonlight Sonata Rap (As I Write My Final Words)

In The House of Dagon - Tragedy At Red Hook

Vangarian

LYRICS



Why don't we take a look inside that head of his /to see what makes him tick.
Pick the brain, because the silence never ceased, his mouth is open but his words no one can hear

(Soliloquist inside his mind
His lips are moving out of time
He'll never see the world beyond his cell
Just let him mumble to himself.)


Let's drag the evidence out of the locker; in his hands, we'll make him pull the trigger this time.
Or wait until he ties a noose around his little neck, sublime. Someone hears him now

(Soliloquist inside his mind
His lips are moving out of time
He'll never see the world beyond his cell
Just let him mumble to himself.)

Soliloquist

LYRICS

You like to think you're innocent in this.
You like to think you're never wrong. 
Never regretting anything like this,
I like to think you're better off gone.
You think you can take this to the grave.
I'll spend the time forgetting your name.

(I hope.. you hate yourself.
I hope.. you hate yourself.)

I welcomed you inside my home.
and you threw it in my face.
Forgiveness isn't coming.
I feel so out of place
Flip the pages; thumbing through,
 but don't forget your place

(I hope.. you hate yourself.
I hope.. you hate yourself.)

Orion's belt is cracking.
Your leather heart gone dry.
I'm glad you sent me packing,
won't lie down and die. 
All this pen ammo that I'm stacking.
Paint a target right between your eyes. 

(I hope you hate yourself.
I hope you hate yourself.)
(I hope you hate yourself.
I hope you hate yourself.)

Billy

LYRICS:


Watched you forge this from your hands
Gave birth to the void, and seas.
Saw you take your holy creation, and spread it out to see it flower.

You're like Ketamine.
You give me tunnel vision. 
You cannot see, what you've done to me.
You're like Ketamine
You give me inspiration
I wouldn't be so sincere without you.

While you toiled away
I sat passively in incubation
When you pulled the gun away from my temple, and said to me
"We will find a way."

You're like Ketamine.
You give me tunnel vision. 
You cannot see, what you've done to me.
You're like Ketamine
You give me inspiration
I wouldn't be so sincere without you.

(We will find a way
We will find a way
We'll find a way to tune it out
Tune it out)

You're like Ketamine.
You give me tunnel vision. 
You cannot see, what you've done to me.
You're like Ketamine
You give me inspiration
I wouldn't be so sincere without you.

You're like Ketamine.
You give me tunnel vision. 
You cannot see, what you've done to me.
You're like Ketamine
You give me inspiration
I wouldn't be here without you.

(K)etamine

It's a cover of the song Pure by Orgy. All rights to the original creators of the music, and whatnot - you know the drill regarding covers. And it's just a cover I did because I was bored. That's all. If you like the track, hit the ol' heart button but if you don't you can just like.. not listen to it and listen to the next thing? Maybe not like.. my stuff, but stuff you DO like? Well anyway, I appreciate the time anyone's taken to read this paragraph and waste precious minutes of their life on skimming something so pointless, but some of you guys probably use Imgur or some shit, so you're used to crap time-sinks. Love you guys, and stay posted for more crap coming soon. <3


Tom D'ark

Pure (Orgy Cover)

Mitochondria

More of the same from Tom D'Ark's alter ego, Tom McSnappy!
(I was bored.)

Devil In A Dress

Slept So Long (Queen of The Damned Vocal Cover [Jay Gordon])

OpticonCover

Pulling strings, marionette etiquette on the facet where the fascists went, placid; bent
fasten in, and regret where the leather set met skin, just to tap it in. 

Pass it kid, who coulda woulda these  wooden baas reliefs ain't shit, no monolithic statues click in the head  they shoulda been dead back way back in the pines when the needles met. 

Couldn't regret what steps I made just to step into the hyper-violent ultraviolet light, is it fight, is it flight am I breathing just to survive, I can't tell my left from right. 

I can't tell the dark from the light, am I blind or am I finally seeing what's past the kited wool blanket that's over my eyes. It comes as surprise, no chance for reprisals.

This ain't depression, I'm not suicidal. I promise, I'm not Keyser Söze, I'm vital.
Iron strike in where the likes meet their equally fabricated  idols

Cataclysmic cyst catalyst constructing wars for the  ever sick battles. 

When flames fan more flames, they feed off the need to hear the other death rattles.

I need a limit break, but I think it's  too late, I've already levitate past what the beams can take. No time for the heaven's sake, sure I'm forsaken, take what you will from my black words, and white face. 


Bitch I'm repugnant, one step beyond word disgustin'
Busting maggots like chips in the lunch and, take the fetid remains and scabby bandaids, and creatin' a dust up. 
Know I'm a fuck up. Lay you to waste, I got shit in the graves that I'm afraid to dig up again

G R A V E Y A R D 

Behold the testament that penetrates Kevlar vests like a vestment.

Rest and then take the time to pick off the rest of em, Rest of them, bitch T be the best of them. 

Test it and back off the breath of him. Or get beat my baclumum, Scott Backula making leaps quantum, and spin this shit like it's a party favor, and the neighbors be expecting them. 

Fat-T

Graveyard Productions

Tom D'Ark

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