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12-19-05, 08:01 PM
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The Original Half Ass King
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Spek & Ysdat - What I Found With My Soul
IP:
What I Found With My Soul - Moment of Seperation - Alone in my created hell hole, I am speechless in need of expression Misplaced lessons brought me right to a point of lifes discretion Warped mind runs rampant,creating thoughts of the past few days Back arching shiver's crunch my stiff spine,I witness black sun rays Snapping into a moment of life, its mearly my bloodless virgin birth I feel unsure who I am, grasiously try to stub this serpant curse Undoubtly have many followers,but im mearly a follower myself Feeling sick inside like my souls forming a hollow in my health Gazing into blackness surrounding, my eyes malfunction insain My hands bleed the blood of life,while my heart beat's life pain I feel pinned in a position like a murder'd picture on hells wall Minds hearing wicked static like the devils out of range cell calls Eye movements rapidly fast, but it seems im here to die so slow They say faith has its up and downs, How deep can I fucking go? As I hear tyrants yelling my name holding there flame torches high Desperatly try to reach to my soul,to find my position and explain why Blindly feel a sudden emptyness inside like erdoded corpse in casket Glaring eyes stare as I pass out , visions of a child, floating in a river basket - State of Seperation - Looking down at unconscious states, I watch my body disintegrate Gathering memories of miracles, and disregard every sin I'd make Bloodied, bruised, drama convinced me I was in the showman's shoes Incapable of ascending higher, still weary from Romans and Jews Left suspended in such a way, I notice a fight for every breath More confused than my own mind, am I living, or is this death? Sunrays form salted sweat on my brow, as I begin a violent cry Frustrated and helpless, no matter how loud still silent, why? The far horizon holds a church, just above it stands a steeple Realizing in this moment, Ill sacrifice this body for my people I fly beside my carcass, an dissolve inside from a touched cheek Finally, my eyes were open, releasing just enough energy to speak: "O Father, lover of my soul, Let me to thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high! Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life is past, Safe into the haven guide, O receive my soul at last!" These final words I spoke, provoked cracked whips and heavy stones Yet again I leave my body, which now is only blood and broken bones Townsfolk truly feel they've won, for me this is nothing like a loss Evaporating into the sky, witnessing my body still nailed to the cross. "...and his name still lives on." |
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