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Drug house
An cynical view of a split level dream in a room with out view, where nothing is tangible, edible or sane cause nothing is the truth.
So many souls have come through these doors before just to stake their claim, they become enslaved just fast enough to crave and taste the all but to brief fame.
There's boarded up windows and flattened out nails that are used to lock the doors, burns on the walls and blood on the ceiling and cigarette butts on the floor.
Anyone who approaches this place must truly be one of the dammed, for they have already been warned off a thousand times but still their heads in the sand.
And anyone who's entered must accept that they have now become cursed, now awaiting their fait they patiently wait to be the next in line for the hearse.
So many souls have come through these doors before just to stake their claim, they become enslaved just fast enough to crave and taste the all but to brief fame.
There's boarded up windows and flattened out nails that are used to lock the doors, burns on the walls and blood on the ceiling and cigarette butts on the floor.
Anyone who approaches this place must truly be one of the dammed, for they have already been warned off a thousand times but still their heads in the sand.
And anyone who's entered must accept that they have now become cursed, now awaiting their fait they patiently wait to be the next in line for the hearse.
Published 12th Nov 2015
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16th Nov 2015 2:22am
Within a lover's embrace...no solace
Without a doubt, this collar...
Strangled by this tourniquet
Unleash me from this crucifix
Sacrifice my pain upon a burning altar.
Without a doubt, this collar...
Strangled by this tourniquet
Unleash me from this crucifix
Sacrifice my pain upon a burning altar.
16th Nov 2015 7:06am
...burning altar
Signifying release
The body & blood of a man I'm destined to meet.
Ashes on my forehead initiating release
From this abyss
From the singular pin prick
From the blood on the knife
From this empty pain ridden life
Signifying release
The body & blood of a man I'm destined to meet.
Ashes on my forehead initiating release
From this abyss
From the singular pin prick
From the blood on the knife
From this empty pain ridden life
