Chill Pill
If I love you today, will I love you tomorrow?
What price will I pay as I trade in my sorrow?
While I imbibe this end to strife
Voices are screaming for their life.
NO! NO! NO! they implore.
Frantic, terror stricken-
YOUR MUTILATION
IS NOT YOUR SALVATION!!
LESS CANNOT ME MORE!
DO NOT FILE THE FACE OF VENUS SMOOTH AND FLAWLESS
MUTE ANGUISH INTO SADNESS
EXHILERATION INTO GLADDNESS!!
Oh Metallica! Sing of insanity!
The horrifying ecstasy!
Will I even know to miss
My tormented bliss?
Who will I be
When I cure me of me?
Without my exquisite delusions
And cured of my orgasmic illusions
This body will be just a shell,
My spirit locked in chill pill hell.
And now, time to go on Malk-about...
Toxic Clown
Harsh me up
Thrash me down
Tainted cup
Toxic clown.
Why so sad?
Why such sin?
Flush your torment
Through my skin.
Pitter patter
Of little feet.
Splitter splatter
Of brain's dead meat.
Hear my hate -
Your ear to mine.
Daemon's gate
Torment divine.
Voices sing -
Apocalypse!
Terrors ring.
Sanity eclipse.
Fear this dark
Dread the light.
My devil's mark
Ever bound to night.
One point, two
point
I think, therefore I bleed.
Silly perturbances anoint
My brain with fearsome need.
Crackers... They hurt my
stomach...
People who are Crackers...
fight.
And kick me in the tummy...
All through the night.
Why?...I only want a sip...
But Crackers are dry
and leave crumbs in my bed
That want only one thing....Die...
Crumbs and Crackers
They make a fine quaff
Users and slackers
I drain with a laugh...and cry...
