Cut In Half
2025
Americans love their money
Disgusting is our systems of lives so unlucky
Search yourself and ask where it all goes
Celebrities, Sports, Corporations, Monopolies
Sickening where the cash actually flows
Supposedly our country is the land of the free
A melting pot of racism and stuck-up supremacy
The south, the east, and the middle
Seen it all, and the people seem so little
Dropped a bomb on Hiroshima
Only ones to use it
Now we bark orders and don’t dare refuse it
Nobody here are really friends
Stick to our cults that we all defend
So proud of our race, religion, and color
Nobody really cares about each other
It’s cool to be a gangster, thug, and criminal
Wish all that junk would come to a minimal
I don’t really know what other countries are like
Seem to all be crooked, twisted, and just alike
We’re all just people ignorant, dumb, and blind
I hope someday I find that place sublime
Disgusting is our systems of lives so unlucky
Search yourself and ask where it all goes
Celebrities, Sports, Corporations, Monopolies
Sickening where the cash actually flows
Supposedly our country is the land of the free
A melting pot of racism and stuck-up supremacy
The south, the east, and the middle
Seen it all, and the people seem so little
Dropped a bomb on Hiroshima
Only ones to use it
Now we bark orders and don’t dare refuse it
Nobody here are really friends
Stick to our cults that we all defend
So proud of our race, religion, and color
Nobody really cares about each other
It’s cool to be a gangster, thug, and criminal
Wish all that junk would come to a minimal
I don’t really know what other countries are like
Seem to all be crooked, twisted, and just alike
We’re all just people ignorant, dumb, and blind
I hope someday I find that place sublime
All I See Is Garbage
Junk, gunk, crud, and spilled blood
Boys with toys and girls have to jump through hoops
As I walk along these streets
I see the ugly cars your all so proud of
And the ugly homes you dwell in
Your lives are truly so dim
You're all like obnoxious dogs
Following people around
Like you're all spellbound
Shop till you drop
Shelves filled with your filth
Made by slaves to be bought by slaves
At the highest dollar at that
And you all eat it up like your starving
The souls a carving
Fanciful electronics
Play, play, play
Grinding your teeth
Your already deceased
Social Media
Shit on a stick
Yet you all still salivate
Slobbering dogs once again and again
Fend and fend
Pop stars
Rejects and imbeciles they are
And you give them all the money
It’s not really so funny
Sport Stars, such stupidity it is
Do the math and you'll see
They alone could end poverty
Celebrities, Tv, and Movies
They keep you all complacent
You need them like your lungs need air
Just sit there and stare
Sex… still dogs drooling
Anyone can throw you a bone
Just can't help yourselves, can you?
What can you even do?
Name brands
Pay more for a label
The best of the best
Consumerism is such a mess
Take a look in the mirror and you'll see
The very thing holding us all back
Blame the poor and ones in the middle
We let the rich decide our very own wellness
Complacent as ever like dogs on a leash
So loyal to them, For what?
You and your world are ugly as sin
Boys with toys and girls have to jump through hoops
As I walk along these streets
I see the ugly cars your all so proud of
And the ugly homes you dwell in
Your lives are truly so dim
You're all like obnoxious dogs
Following people around
Like you're all spellbound
Shop till you drop
Shelves filled with your filth
Made by slaves to be bought by slaves
At the highest dollar at that
And you all eat it up like your starving
The souls a carving
Fanciful electronics
Play, play, play
Grinding your teeth
Your already deceased
Social Media
Shit on a stick
Yet you all still salivate
Slobbering dogs once again and again
Fend and fend
Pop stars
Rejects and imbeciles they are
And you give them all the money
It’s not really so funny
Sport Stars, such stupidity it is
Do the math and you'll see
They alone could end poverty
Celebrities, Tv, and Movies
They keep you all complacent
You need them like your lungs need air
Just sit there and stare
Sex… still dogs drooling
Anyone can throw you a bone
Just can't help yourselves, can you?
What can you even do?
Name brands
Pay more for a label
The best of the best
Consumerism is such a mess
Take a look in the mirror and you'll see
The very thing holding us all back
Blame the poor and ones in the middle
We let the rich decide our very own wellness
Complacent as ever like dogs on a leash
So loyal to them, For what?
You and your world are ugly as sin
Grim, slim, with a twisted grin
Throw it all away in a trash bin.
Throw it all away in a trash bin.
Anarchy And My Heart
Pure, giving, and kind
Selfless but constantly burdened
Sad all the time and constantly yearning
Today like most
What I want to see
Ashes and flames
The whole world can bleed
The banks, stores, monopolies, and chains
Really wish they can be engulfed in flames
Boycott sports, celebrities, and whores
They will live like kings and queens nevermore
The murderers, rapists, sickos, and liars
Rid of them all and God will take you higher
Bulldozers, sledgehammers, and bombs
Wreck everything in sight, explosions of fire light
Tired and sick of forgiving
Ashamed to be in this body of mine
As I look at the swine, disgusting design
Still holding on for judgement day
Instant karma for all of our lives
Precious it will be for those still alive
Selfless but constantly burdened
Sad all the time and constantly yearning
Today like most
What I want to see
Ashes and flames
The whole world can bleed
The banks, stores, monopolies, and chains
Really wish they can be engulfed in flames
Boycott sports, celebrities, and whores
They will live like kings and queens nevermore
The murderers, rapists, sickos, and liars
Rid of them all and God will take you higher
Bulldozers, sledgehammers, and bombs
Wreck everything in sight, explosions of fire light
Tired and sick of forgiving
Ashamed to be in this body of mine
As I look at the swine, disgusting design
Still holding on for judgement day
Instant karma for all of our lives
Precious it will be for those still alive
Days of youth, consumed by her image and moments of close proximity. My mind trapped in cycles of what ifs and day tripping. Once you strip something of its beautiful skin there is a conniving, wicked scoundrel. It was a cold feeling brewing inside.
A flatten faced nymph wriggling her way into the romantic mind. Envy and lust brought this cold front looming over. In the end, words were spoken, the bells of betrayal rang, and the heart stiffens more. Alcohol… an interesting thing to feel warm inside.
From under the dirty rundown bridges came a sort of gremlin or troll. First laying eyes on her I knew she would be of fancy. Felt warm and close to home. Saw her fail on many occasions, thought I could be her big win. Took a chance and found myself in a winter storm. So cold. Our ends did not meet peacefully.
Two very familiars are in sights. Confused and weary for who to choose. Icicles forming around the body as the truth hits the fan. The heart is shrinking at this point from the frigid climate.
Out of the blue, someone finds a fancy. Is there anything left of a frozen body? She may be the first to bring a torch. Angsty is she, cold words may be spoken but there is always a warm body when laying down to rest.
A flatten faced nymph wriggling her way into the romantic mind. Envy and lust brought this cold front looming over. In the end, words were spoken, the bells of betrayal rang, and the heart stiffens more. Alcohol… an interesting thing to feel warm inside.
From under the dirty rundown bridges came a sort of gremlin or troll. First laying eyes on her I knew she would be of fancy. Felt warm and close to home. Saw her fail on many occasions, thought I could be her big win. Took a chance and found myself in a winter storm. So cold. Our ends did not meet peacefully.
Two very familiars are in sights. Confused and weary for who to choose. Icicles forming around the body as the truth hits the fan. The heart is shrinking at this point from the frigid climate.
Out of the blue, someone finds a fancy. Is there anything left of a frozen body? She may be the first to bring a torch. Angsty is she, cold words may be spoken but there is always a warm body when laying down to rest.
"She's So Cold"
The Rolling Stones - Emotional Rescue - 1980
The Rolling Stones - Emotional Rescue - 1980
Mounds Of Nothing
Heaven still weighing in the balance
This isn’t about good against evil
This isn’t about rich or poor
Imagine Fort Knox as a burial ground
Imagine Egyptian Tombs as a foolish notion
Take away your job, money, and cars
Who are you when your left stranded with your things?
What importance will these things give you in death?
Are your lives just a mean to make ends meet?
Death is the final end that we all shall meet
What is a life without true love and passion?
It is that like a speck of dust or grain of sand
This planet is home to slavery
This planet is prison for the most of us
Why can’t all the people see?
How clearly their fate is in their own hands
Settling for burdened lives we still choose forevermore
Do you really think your children have a fighting chance?
Even with all the power and riches they still live in vain
What do the most of you think you are all working towards?
This isn’t about good against evil
This isn’t about rich or poor
Imagine Fort Knox as a burial ground
Imagine Egyptian Tombs as a foolish notion
Take away your job, money, and cars
Who are you when your left stranded with your things?
What importance will these things give you in death?
Are your lives just a mean to make ends meet?
Death is the final end that we all shall meet
What is a life without true love and passion?
It is that like a speck of dust or grain of sand
This planet is home to slavery
This planet is prison for the most of us
Why can’t all the people see?
How clearly their fate is in their own hands
Settling for burdened lives we still choose forevermore
Do you really think your children have a fighting chance?
Even with all the power and riches they still live in vain
What do the most of you think you are all working towards?
Truly your lives are as barren as the deserts of this world
The Weary Gudug
She has been through the hardest of ritual and trials. Her entire life she has been preparing to become a warrior of light for her people. Wicked and wretched entities have been plaguing their good ways of life. Her spear is her weapon of choice although she is well trained with many tools of destruction. When the moment finally comes for her to face pure evil, she becomes weary to do so. It's not that she isn't confident. She can turn them to dust with a hard thought and intention. She chooses to face them off in proper battle. She doesn't want to rid the world of evil by the snap of her finger. She would rather put her boot on their faces, spit upon them, and drag their lifeless bodies through the dirt. In order to rid every last drop of honor they may believe they even possess. As excited as she is knowing she has reached supreme power over the wicked, she finds it extremely difficult to make that initiative engagement in battle. Perhaps being an entity of courage, power, and wisdom, she still hurts seeing something fail so miserably.
Sweet sixteen, how do you still haunt my dreams
What can it possibly mean
All my emotions are so intense
The hurt must be so immense
Seeing your face and feeling your presence
This is so relentless
Who are you really? I don’t think I even know
Your personality was a hoax.. fake and cold
How many times have our lives crossed
Our love and time spent was just a loss
Months go by without a trace of you in my mind
Then I lay down to slumber and there I find
Scenarios so troublesome terrorizing me
I wake up and feel like you turned the key
Please leave me be
Why can’t it just stop
I can’t be reminded again and again
How I was played so heartlessly to this bitter end
"Many's The Night's Rest"
The Furrow Collective - Wild Hog - March 11, 2016
The Furrow Collective - Wild Hog - March 11, 2016
Pieta
Had his last breath and the tears are flowing
Shameful was that day, no one was blessedly glowing
Remembering the words spoken, write it all down
Never will people forget, how the world will be broken
Lost is the wisdom, the holy power they saw
None do compare, now humanity turns raw
Watch the foolish as they think they deserve to be blessed
Sickening the way they live, expecting nothing for the rest
The kingdom shall never come, misinformed were we
Believing in heavenly gifts, I've seen no deserving fee
Son of god was he not, lied to by a whisper
The god is just the devil and to him we hither
Billions of people saved by science
Nevertheless, they worship his power to heal
And so they continue to kneel
Why would god forsake him, asked it himself
What was this reason, I consider it treason
You shouldn’t look to God for advice
It isn’t hard knowing right from wrong
Be good people for goodness sake
It’s our very own destinies all at stake
If I were this noble man
I’ve thought long about what I would do
I would live a humble and modest life
Magical nothingness for all to rue
Shameful was that day, no one was blessedly glowing
Remembering the words spoken, write it all down
Never will people forget, how the world will be broken
Lost is the wisdom, the holy power they saw
None do compare, now humanity turns raw
Watch the foolish as they think they deserve to be blessed
Sickening the way they live, expecting nothing for the rest
The kingdom shall never come, misinformed were we
Believing in heavenly gifts, I've seen no deserving fee
Son of god was he not, lied to by a whisper
The god is just the devil and to him we hither
Billions of people saved by science
Nevertheless, they worship his power to heal
And so they continue to kneel
Why would god forsake him, asked it himself
What was this reason, I consider it treason
You shouldn’t look to God for advice
It isn’t hard knowing right from wrong
Be good people for goodness sake
It’s our very own destinies all at stake
If I were this noble man
I’ve thought long about what I would do
I would live a humble and modest life
Magical nothingness for all to rue
"Clampdown"
The Clash - London Calling - 1979
The Clash - London Calling - 1979
Made Of Stone
Once upon a time,
Two statues were made of the strongest material benign.
One was a man
And the other, a woman
The makers built them next to one another, but they were
not to face. Two hopeless spirits resided in them who wanted to be close but needed the space
Lifetimes flew by, and the spirits need not to touch, look,
nor speak. They just basked in the sun feeling their presence so steep The universe would crumble in disaster a million times over
The statues were never destroyed and floated far away.
The spirits became restless and gone astray
Eventually they left their statues to search. For what seemed like endless amount of time they really began to hurt.
Finally they reincarnated as people in a confused world
called Earth, where their destinies took form and started to lurk.
Fate brought them together but the result was disastrous.
The man started becoming something so blasphemous
She didn’t recognize him or knew what to do, but the man
knew right away how he felt without a clue.
The man wonders everyday about her now.
One word conjured in is mind
And that word is ‘how’
How was it possible for them to coexist
Their love to reunite will be his last dying wish
One was a man
And the other, a woman
The makers built them next to one another, but they were
not to face. Two hopeless spirits resided in them who wanted to be close but needed the space
Lifetimes flew by, and the spirits need not to touch, look,
nor speak. They just basked in the sun feeling their presence so steep The universe would crumble in disaster a million times over
The statues were never destroyed and floated far away.
The spirits became restless and gone astray
Eventually they left their statues to search. For what seemed like endless amount of time they really began to hurt.
Finally they reincarnated as people in a confused world
called Earth, where their destinies took form and started to lurk.
Fate brought them together but the result was disastrous.
The man started becoming something so blasphemous
She didn’t recognize him or knew what to do, but the man
knew right away how he felt without a clue.
The man wonders everyday about her now.
One word conjured in is mind
And that word is ‘how’
How was it possible for them to coexist
Their love to reunite will be his last dying wish
Tender Moments
All the precious times lost inside your gaze
I can picture them all so clearly in a haze
I can picture them all so clearly in a haze
As I breathe in the magical glimpses
My soul lightens up
My soul lightens up
Remembering the images my eyes witness
I am flowing utterly for this instance
I am flowing utterly for this instance
Peaceful are the feelings when you smile
Everlasting is my love as I take in the bliss
Everlasting is my love as I take in the bliss
My existence is complete with our union
And living becomes an easier conclusion
And living becomes an easier conclusion
Forevermore the motions of sun and moon
Continuing to fill our days to which we swoon
Continuing to fill our days to which we swoon
My Word For You Is Perfection
My love for you is eternal
My care for you is surreal
My care for you is surreal
My passion for you is immense
My heart for you is throbbing intense
My heart for you is throbbing intense
My feelings for you are unstoppable
My mind for you is concrete
My mind for you is concrete
My body for you is pleasure
My spirit for you is filling forever
My spirit for you is filling forever
My thirst for you is unquenchable
My happiness for you is incomparable
My happiness for you is incomparable
My lust for you is boiling hot
My infinity for you will never stop
My infinity for you will never stop
Baby Blue
All that it is and all that you do
Grateful am I
The lucky, the few
Rest your head on me my dear
And please shed your tears
Our life and our struggle
I know it is hard
It’s not too late
Believing our fate
You’ve brought me so far
And taught me so much
Ease yourself calmly
We’ll make it through the rough
Your talents they shine
Give yourself a pat
Little by little
They’ll see under your hat
Grateful am I
The lucky, the few
Rest your head on me my dear
And please shed your tears
Our life and our struggle
I know it is hard
It’s not too late
Believing our fate
You’ve brought me so far
And taught me so much
Ease yourself calmly
We’ll make it through the rough
Your talents they shine
Give yourself a pat
Little by little
They’ll see under your hat