Monday, October 5, 2009

Do Geese See God?

go ahead young one,
run away with all you want.
Go down with the fire i dont mind if you wont
talk your talk, and feel your faults
Run with the wolves, every night if you must
but sir Achilles; vulnerable end to your fun.
never odd or even just right in your head.
chivalry; the extinct and dying more
noone wants to keep it around or even knows how!
Won't lovers revolt now?!

Dammit, I'm mad!
You so self centered,
we should take what you have!
Oh no! none of that mattered!
You were asking to die,
the legal assisted suicide!
You risk it all but with what good cause?
you'd take a life for a bit of fun?
or is it more than the money you lost?
murder for a jar of red rum!
charge; murdrum!

Cain take my head!
i am not able to continue.
wish for right and wrong
just dont string them along!
bring me along.
murder you wrote, one after another
all without fault or bother.
Ruthless you are and you didnt even know!
It took you paradise for your rocks to show.
The blood you spilled runs thick on the walls
and you tracked it all down the hall
you know you wont get away, i guess thats what you want
You're askin for a 21 gun way to die,
be my Bonnie
ill be your Clyde.

Dammit, I'm mad!
You so self centered,
we should take what you have!
Oh no! none of that mattered!
You were asking to die,
the legal assisted suicide!
You risk it all but with what good cause?
you'd take a life for a bit of fun?
or is it more than the money you lost?
murder for a jar of red rum!
charge; murdrum!

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