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Luner Lunacy
Nobody knows
If I'm right I suppose
That the hands
on the clock
that held me back
now push me forward
in to that hollow abyss.
Society greets me
then cast me out.
To crazy to live
To rare to die
A eerie, hollow outline
appears where I lie.
Am I insane?
the feeble voices
that illuminate my brain
suggest not.
The vale is removed
revealing
The moon is my god
only she can set me free
she whispers to my subconscious
I am a weird fruit
Grown from the life.tree
The gentle cascade
of blood seeping
from my recently severed wrists
She insists
does nothing
to please my mistress
and sooth her
savage wraith.
I move through shadows
sliding through the landscape
ghosting
on the very fringe
of your society.
forced to wonder
alone since birth
its no wonder
I never found my worth.
I fell to earth
a traveler in light
I escaped the moon
but not her sight
I am her royal lunatic
lost in tides of lunacy
I am insane, arcane
and lunatic is my name.
And when she shines
her midnight light
I loose myself
to waves of orgasmic lunacy
A voice whispers
it should not be this way.
So I escaped the moon
but not her gaze
my mind obscure
and out of phase.
I will face you soon,
show you
a new definition
of a blood moon.
Air turns to cyanide
reality bend's anew
clarity wont stop me
know this,
I'm coming for you.
Lost in the summit
of your knowledge
dare I give the game away?
I alone carry
a secret so fantastic
and obscene...
.you want to know a secret?
..the secret is this!
your insane and I am sane
and lunatic is your name.
Teeth clenched
arms articulated
Into the abyss
I leap.
But not only shadows fall.
If I'm right I suppose
That the hands
on the clock
that held me back
now push me forward
in to that hollow abyss.
Society greets me
then cast me out.
To crazy to live
To rare to die
A eerie, hollow outline
appears where I lie.
Am I insane?
the feeble voices
that illuminate my brain
suggest not.
The vale is removed
revealing
The moon is my god
only she can set me free
she whispers to my subconscious
I am a weird fruit
Grown from the life.tree
The gentle cascade
of blood seeping
from my recently severed wrists
She insists
does nothing
to please my mistress
and sooth her
savage wraith.
I move through shadows
sliding through the landscape
ghosting
on the very fringe
of your society.
forced to wonder
alone since birth
its no wonder
I never found my worth.
I fell to earth
a traveler in light
I escaped the moon
but not her sight
I am her royal lunatic
lost in tides of lunacy
I am insane, arcane
and lunatic is my name.
And when she shines
her midnight light
I loose myself
to waves of orgasmic lunacy
A voice whispers
it should not be this way.
So I escaped the moon
but not her gaze
my mind obscure
and out of phase.
I will face you soon,
show you
a new definition
of a blood moon.
Air turns to cyanide
reality bend's anew
clarity wont stop me
know this,
I'm coming for you.
Lost in the summit
of your knowledge
dare I give the game away?
I alone carry
a secret so fantastic
and obscene...
.you want to know a secret?
..the secret is this!
your insane and I am sane
and lunatic is your name.
Teeth clenched
arms articulated
Into the abyss
I leap.
But not only shadows fall.
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