The Sum of Man

Some worship death while others pursue fate
Some run and hide while others stand tall and wait
Some can’t hold a job while others create luck
Some have no reason while others seem to be struck
Some hide the truth while others expose the lie
Some are scared of life while others will never die
Some can’t find faith while others find religion
Some can’t find God while others make a decision
Some can’t find themselves while others make history
Some will look for facts while others live in the mystery
Some will be this while others will be that
Some can be great while others will be flat

The Monument of Humility

Stone cold agony as the mouth opens the fire cannot be stopped
Like ideas on the cutting board, I am ready to be chopped
The mind hemorrhages with pain and the eyes pop
This is your shame to carry and it must not be dropped
Lightning strikes within the grasp of death
Light it up and hold me down
Right me now and turn me around
I am the child and this is my first breath
Snap, Crackle and pop goes the broken bone
That's my glorified life falling like a stone
Rolling down the hill into the hands of a dream
Stalked by the master who is squeezing and hoping for a scream
Lightning strikes within the grasp of death
Light it up and hold me down
Right me now, and turn me around
I am the child and this is my first breath

Cool Kat Preacher

I met a black cat that crossed through my wake

I looked into the eyes and seen the hand's quake

He fell to my knee's when I saw his horrific path

His message washed me clean of my all wrath

He said, give me 50 mouths and I'll show you the real

With humility drop to yo knee's and begin to feel

You murderous man shackled to the depths of pain

Shout like you want to be touched by this rain

I met a black cat that crossed through my wake

I felt the good of his heart and he made me quake

You got to be kind to yourself and others as well

Tripping through the seasons ain't no way out of hell

When the hounds of men are shaking yo chains

You have to rip and claw yo way back to the change

He said,Give me 50 hands to light the way up our path

So that you may see clean through your aftermath

I met a black cat and he helped me through my wake

He looked into my eye's and for once I did not quake

Singularity

Where is my glorious love, where is my life

Blood dripping hands show only my strife

Where is my pleasure, the once beating heart

The twisted mind and I have found a way to part

Out on the razors edge living without a single point

Mass produced souls serving as one universal joint

Mistakenly buried deep within the hands of time

While white light erases the lie just before the bell chimes

Where is my innocent joy and undeniable love

Hanged by guilt and the lack of help from above

The truth seeps from the skin with howls of pain

There is one neglectful being to whom belongs the blame

Out on the razors edge living without a single point

Mass produced souls serving as one universal joint

Mistakenly buried deep within the hands of time

While white light erases the lie just before the bell chimes

Twisting and bleeding I will die with a kick and a scream

Because my only pleasure will come from a dream

Help from Above

I need someone to hear and to love me

Son my ears are open and my eyes can see

You can't understand the problems of my life

You are a gift but you need to release your strife

Father, On the razors edge, there is no point

Within this machine son, your a universal joint

But I don't flex or pivot around those who care

Close your tired eyes and clear the polluted air

They did not care, just walked away to create another

I love you my son but you have to love others

I love thee and pray forgiveness of my sin

It is Fine, just keep your head up and always grin

My best wishes for you

Live hard, play brilliantly and bow out with dignity and class

Do all this not for me my darling but love life for you

Be an individual that does not run but strays from the mass

Walk the straight line and you will never be cold or blue

Be true to your kind, gentle soul and our endearing, loving pact

And in the dark, starry night you shall see my glorious light

Burning brightly as if my love for you stole everything but the black.

Soul Sucking Slum

Walking the lonely streets desperate for the sway

With pockets empty, my best desires stray

Out of the darkness come hands so cold, so kind

Deliverance wrought with pain I begin to unwind

Hit with the mist but not without the horrible twist

The mind twitches and the cravings persist

A little bit of nothing might be better than the glum

And that is the soul sucking slum