Comprised during my "early years" of drinking, along with and inclusive of 2 years after my Mom died.
Tuesday, 5 June 2012
13. All The Rage
C'mon everybody
C'mon
sound out everybody
sound out
Dream on everybody
Dream on
Back in the day love faded away
Crimson skies were all the rage
and we stand here to show you
Disinformation.
Fuck love
Fuck life
Fuck Dreams
Fuck Strife.
Stand up everybody
Stand up
Demonise ev'rybody
Demonstrate
Conclude Everybody
Conclude.
Rotten whores constrict such chores
as that of love from above
like an unholy alter ego.
Fire.
Fuck it all.
Live the best.
Dance like the pauper.
Being led to the slaughter.
You life
You cry
We veil.
We don't know why.
Crimson
Skies
Silent
Alibies.
Slaughter
Laughter
Daughters
Mothers
Brothers
Fathers.
Nonchelantly spoken apendagies
Like living in life from Avensis.
We all look above.
Religion is faltering.
Love, love love.
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