Breaking through the surface was written about writers block |
My demons stay close But they pose no threat So I dance with my ghosts And hold their hands while we toast To my woes My love died like the rose I just crumbled and choked On the feathers of crows Each letter froze In the deepness alone In my weakness I rome I feel like a drone My feet set in stone Defeated disowned Beatn and thrown To the wolfs to be eaten To bone Sold and owned No one to hear my moans No home To many holes to be sew No soul to loan My opponent unknown With no atonement The next moment just clones of the moment The next thought just holes in a donut Or the hole in a zero The space in a cherioo I just scratch off the serial My dreams empty mirales Its seems that my heros Watch me burn like Nero Robes of pain my appearl I leapt from the depth And slept in the crpypts In cold sweats Due’n duets with sillowets of my regreats Investn in debt Im a scared up vet I got your mind in my net And im not done yet So I push on push on As these haters get mushed on And the weak get rushed on The don Ghengis khan So strong so gone And so on and so on King kong I use kings as pawns For these sentences spawn When I write for my wrongs When I fight these songs My rhymes are my armor Each line is my honor Poetic Domar Paper unibomber The soul seem calmer When a storm brews yonder My heart grows fonder When I kill the stronger And leave them to ponder On my words Im a monster Casa blanka Command and conquer Demand what I want ta I want this to haunt you My spirit needs something to walk through And someone to talk to |