Bug powder dust and mugwomp jism, the wild boys runnin’ ‘round interzone trippin’, Learnin’ to control without the big brother, trying like hard to not blow my cover…
Behold the King, the King of Kings.
On your knees dog. All hail.
Bow down to the, bow down to the King.
Bow down to the, bow down to the King.
The King grinned red as he walked from the blaze,
Where the traitor lost both his name and his face.
Through the halls and the corridors stinging in blood,
He tasted his grin and it tasted good.
The King took his head. Left him broken and dead
Goddamn it, did you even read the first post?
k.
Wear the grudge like a crown of negativity.
Calculate what we will or will not tolerate.
Desperate to control all and everything.
Unable to forgive your scarlet lettermen.
Clutch it like a cornerstone. Otherwise it all comes down.
Justify denials and grip 'em to the lonesome end.
Clutch it like a cornerstone. Otherwise it all comes down.
Terrified of being wrong. Ultimatum prison cell.
Saturn ascends, choose one or ten. Hang on or be humbled again.
Humbled again.
I didn’t feel a thing
It didn’t mean a thing
Look in the eye and testify:
I didn’t feel a thing
[INDENT]Death to your concern.
Death to my return.
Death to my hometown.
Death to your regret.
Death to my respect.
Death to my hometown.[/size][/INDENT]
Whaaat… :[ he’s good sometimes… 
Tiki, you know that’s not true.
Even HE says his music is crap.
There was a boy named Johnny Hong Kong and finally he grew up and went to school and after that all he ever did was sit all day and think. He hardly even went to the bathroom. And he thought every day and every thought he thought up his head got bigger and bigger. One day it got so big he had to go live up in the attic with the trunks and winter clothes. So, his mother bought some goldfish and let them live in his head. He swallowed them, and every time he thought a fish would eat it up until he was even, so he never thought again, and after that he felt much better.
Like the dead
I am on the other side
They’re howling in my head
There’s no remorse and no redemption
Hush my dear
Let the music fill the night
And soon it’s all we hear
Screaming out for my attention
Chanting my name
Chanting my name
Welcome all to curtain call
At the opera
Raging voices in my mind
Rising from the orchestra
Like a crescendo of gratitude
“You are superior in one respect.”
“What is that?”
“You are better at dying.”
“We have five million Cybermen. How many are you?”
“FouR”
My respect for you just increased slightly.
I love the feeling when we lift off
Watching the world so small below
I love the dreaming when I think of
The safety in the clouds out my window
I wonder what keeps us so high up
Could there be a love beneath these wings
If we suddenly fall should I scream out
Or keep very quiet and cling to my mouth
As I’m crying so frightened of dying
Relax, yes I’m trying but fear’s got a hold on me
Cause I FUCKING HATE YOU
You’re such a liar!
And I love to hate you!
You’re all the same to me!
FUCK YOU!
FUCK YOU!
FUCK YOU!
FUCK YOU!
BREE BREE
[FONT=‘Georgia’][INDENT][i]My god, you look so much different,
From mirrors, you looked like a fool,
Your skin tastes much better, with aging,
not sweet like it was back in our Sunday school.
Just wait, don’t go,
We’re gonna see if this bad boy can fly…
Just wait, don’t go!
We’re gonna see if this bad boy can fly.
We’re gonna see if this bad boy can fly.
We’re gonna see if this bad boy can fly…
'cause I heard
that it can
after all.[/size][/i][/INDENT][/FONT]
[INDENT]Here I go round, again again again,
Think that I’ll never come down again again.[/size][/INDENT]
when the lights are cutting out,
and i come down in your room
our daily compromise
it is written in your signed armistice