Psycho Culture

Psycho Culture

September 27, 2010

Nobody Lives

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Nobody Gets Out Alive

Sing me a song of the blessed insane
Dance with me, still damned
Long echos of screaming….halls of wasted youth
A poet warrior last cry
Lost in the asylum’s shadow of pain
Her secrets too grotesque lay shattered & maimed
Beyond the hopelessly cracked lie
Only naked sun remains
Innocence murdered in dark
Let the chemicals induce once again
Promise prelude to narcotic hazed liquid sex
Tombed scents in cunt aroma
All the fucking to conjure this hex
The bitch’s vein ripped open by the needle’s
Slit as hemorrhaging forgotten morality
Your words were ashed while whiskey was soaking
In the tender too young yet to blame this diseased shame
Yet you would fuck rational thought
Instead of blame yourself for yesterday
So embrace the dark kiss
Softly upon the bitch’s lips
They slowly poison your mind
With sorrow so your spirit dips
An incubus dream in a jagged unholy wet find
Of desert cactus day motorcycle trips
Rivers of milky tears left behind
Moonlight guides mermaids in demonic flight
Through the oceans of all your god damn lies
If only you actually made sense—only to your shallow mind
Margaritas and bloody knifes of slashed endings
Sucked my summer cool—morphed into soul bruises
Tripped over your ego and slammed into my lost pride
No one wins and everybody dies
I knew that..but you still think you can cheat it
Destiny with hell’s new shiny razor, it’s you who chooses
To lose forever sacred secrets better kept inside
Now your just rancid  lust, all frail—pale nothing skies
Of so many missed chances to redeem the bad choices
Most Tragic!
Bitter misery of an ignorant son that was too selfsih
And nightwatchers screamed to roast the fiendish betrayers
“Your all swine and not meant for the deeper meaning!”
Ancient truths of Druids cosmic stars
So where does this leave us since killing all hope
Of shared life now aborted in smoked dope
No rockstars or poetry outlaws
Who wished for tomorrows less whores & liars
Fueled by delusions of greatness fades dimmer
The dsgrace washed away with heartbreak and soap
From the reality of the cruel nightmare you finally awoke
Legends still spoken by honor and now your broke
Good-bye wicked sleaze teaser of porn laced
Graced by all so selfish your lost in the
swagger and it’s no joke
Fuck the magic and spells smeared in a maze
Of disillusion pipe dream dew drop of a mentally
Fragile Moon genius who ran for seclusion
Lone wolf of the craft chose the only path
Camouflaged in dolphins and Jedi’s
Ninja’s and coolness. Camel Lights and Mad Dog
Mythic madness saved her. Exit the foul bane
Of the criminal ordinary mushy drain on the nightly news
We all sang “Freedomm 76” by Ween
Not Guilty made headlines that did heal
Germanic Nympho swimmer mother to felines
Tormented drummer who stood timeless
On Strawberry Fields
Once Shimmer—now still. We are all liars
Roses & Songs scar our sick skills
Manipulation, deception and phony feelings
Feelings we should but, do not feel— Emotions
Quickly slaughtered or we numbed. So we are kings
Or Queens of sociopathic nihilistic motions
That drive nails in our skulls
My life is rotting, we are damned, it makes me want to vomit
Nirvana is a false song sent that lulls
Anything still good or pure to a deep hole
And the irony makes me want to spit
On the absence void abyss of forever
Since you sold your soul.

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