crisply cringing

[Opus]

curved, crumpled, cramped is the will
too sick to breathe and too sick to kill

settled so subtle a slug in man's shell
till his hollowed out skulls lined with whispers of hell

a man, a martyr, a matron, a whore
another false shroud some flase idol bore

to torment the masses by uplifting souls
while all the dirty fingers drop dirty tolls

i won't try to stop them or step aside
all chalked full of secrets with nothing to hide

they'll just topple on over with power in mind
power that thickens till by power yer blind

so stick up your "wisdom" and stick it up tall
stick it so high that the world's sky may fall

and when it comes down in thick blankets like rain
then you can question if yer prophet was sane

he sure doesn't ponder about things like that
as he eats bloodstained morsels in a silver tipped hat

but i guess hes still got that old human curse
the one that kills beauty and puts himself first

curved, crumpled, cramped is my will
im too sick to breathe and too sick to kill

 

[StuffedTiger]

faboo.

 

[psychoblast]

good'n.

~psychoblast~

 

[cherub]

Lovely!!!!

 

[RareForm]

this was scary...I loved it!