Thursday, May 19, 2011

My Blood Turns To Ice

After a while, a numbness settles in
Absorbs in the skin as you begin
To realize all that you've been through,
All that you've seen has been
Filtered and washed and lost in translation,
So you take a stab at turning it off
Just to have time to process what you're learning
But your view is askew because what you
Know deep in your gut is it's all lies.

It's all lies, and it's all pain and it's all rain,
Blood black-red rain pouring into your eyes,
Gods, it makes your heart ache inside,
Pierced by the lances and bludgeoned with maces,
Pissed upon, ridiculed, spit in your face,
It's beyond sin, or blasphemy,
The most sacrilegious act one could commit.

And I cannot fathom why anyone anywhere
Would believe that being deceived is better
Than knowing the truth.
How depraved.
How indecent,
How sad.
What a testament
To modern, enlightened
And well-bred new man.

If you found me angry, I will not be sorry,
Nor will I be made to feel guilty or wrong,
I fully intend to make you understand
I'm not buying this shit anymore.
It's time to move forward,
To start changing the future
Because no one deserves what's in store.

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