Thursday, May 17, 2007

Convo with Trice

05/17/07
02/18/08

Behold THE ONYX EYED ANGEL, WINGS STILL WET FROM THE WOMB
(Scanning her reality for some wisdom to consume)
CHALLENGING THE REALITY THAT WE SENT FAITH TO THE MOON
DECREPIT POSTURE LEFT RESPONSIBLE TO FOSTER
A FRESHLY PAINTED CANVAS, IMAGE NOT YET PONDERED
BRUSHES STILL DRY UNTIL DIPPED INTO THE PUDDLE
OF FRUSTRATION AND WANTS TOGETHER STILL MUDDLED

THE BURDENING WIEGHT OF RESPONSIBLITIES HATE,
CONTINUOUSLY POUNDING ON EACH VERTERBRAE
STRETCH, NO MORE
WORLD ON MY SHOULDERS KEEPING ME SORE
TIRED, DELAPIDATED HOUSES PEER THROUGH MY EYELIDS
FRONTAL LOBE PREVENTS ME FROM EVENING THE SCORE

UGLINESS SPACKLED AGAINST THE MIRROR, HOLES COVERING LEASONS OF DESPERATE HORROR
DRAINING DELUSIONS DRAWING CONCLUSIONS OF REASONS NOT KNOWN
TORMENT RAGES, VIENS CLOGGED
EXPLODING OUT FROM THE PRESSURE OF FATE
LIQUID SADNESS STREAMING HEAVILY DOWN, SUCKED UP BY GRAVITY
FICKLE FLAMES FLYING AND FUCKING EVERY MOMENT OF REALITY
HATE AS THICK AS AIR SUFFOCATING LIFE OUT OF THIS BLANK STARE
SHALLOW SHADOWS REFLECTING VIRTUES, HELD BUY THOSE ALREADY BURRIED
NO NEED TO PRAY, SINS ALREADY FORGOTTEN
TIME LEFT IN THE BOX, SOUL'S ALREADY ROTTEN

I FOLLOWED SOCRATES TO THE MOUNTAIN, BUT I'D ALREADY FOUND HIM
CONSUMED BY ERRONEOUS DESIRES, MY VISION WAS BLOCKED
I DID A BACKFLIP AND A CARTWHEEL
CUZ I THOUGHT I'D ARRIVE FASTER
BUT ALL ALONG, I FOUND THAT I WAS ALREADY THE MASTER
(But i found that my only hinderance was the tick of my clock)
BLOOD THICKER THAN WATER, I HAVE TO WONDER
NOT IN MY VILLAGE OF TRANSIENT IMPOSTERS
TRAPPED IN A CELL OF HOLLOW EXISTANCE
SLAVE TO THE TRADE OF CONTINUOUS RESISTANCE

Colab with TriceOne - Part II

05-17-07/5-22-07/10/14/11

triceone:
Sick, ill faded create magic thru my fingers
encapsulate the vessel in which television secretes in
Feel it deep within the bones like marrow
Float across the shallow and dive deep into the shadows

crazyn:
Scratchin the surface my nerves are too nervous
Exploiting members, insecurity welling up through pores of escape
Rejection compounding hideous agitation combusting energy in the form of self hate

triceone:
An ample amount, a plethora of flavor
A copious concoction to captivate the savior
Behaviors and temperaments, it’s so simple yet it’s detriment
Crash landed on this planet and set forth to fight the elements

crazyn:
Salvia preserving purity unknown, wetting synapses before the aliens awake
Hiding behind their eyelids, conjuring the plan for my ninja’s escape

triceone:
I’m gonna mix it in attack from a different angle
With the harmonics from the guitar sample

crazyn:
Swallowing the cap, questioning this existence
Myriad of possibilities stuck in a seizure’s abyss
Releasing the confines of reality’s dark figure
Crushing the queen and pulling her cards trigger

Tuesday, May 1, 2007

So long..

I've planted the seed
That makes my heart bleed
I pray to a god
That will never respond
I smoke all this weed
To get what I need
An escape from tomorrow
From memories horror
I breath in the smoke
That cause me to choke
I travel the sea
To avoid who I be
I burn in the sun
Before my life's done
I just want to go
So I no longer know
How my pain and my fear
Effect those who are near
I say goodbye to my friend
Because this is the end
My bags are all packed
And I ain't coming back