Learning bed

Stunted by my learning bed
kept so quiet like the dead
trapped inside my heart so rubber
kept myself from drinking covers
death in watch and wait you see
the monster of the lessons keen
stunted by the blood that drips
falls upon such silent lips
trapped inside my rubber heart
not for longing the song forgot

Always clean

I don’t want to drink today
I just want to sleep
keep the demons all at bay
keep the monsters clean
never forget the drinks we made
never forget the promises
I don’t want to think today
I just want the moments
life is living in the sky
never waking up
I just want to sleep all day
keep on dreaming on
I just want to dance and play
I just want to sleep
keep the monsters in my mind
never hidden but always clean

Bring on the knife

Bring on the knife
let’s cut too deep
we’re all looking to lose sleep
to be afraid of monsters clear
cut that vein the wrist it’s near
bring on the knife
let’s get to the point
you want a story
we all want a drink
bring me the blade
and let’s cut too deep
we’re all looking to lose it
to destroy the high
stay wide awake don’t sleep at night
bring on the knife
burn fear into bones
we like to bleed
and know where to go
how to see the beast
without losing one’s soul
bring on the knife
teach them to bleed
we all want fear to fuel all our dreams

Walks dutifully in

A wolf in sheep’s clothing walks dutifully in
she smiles for cameras and erases her sins
she grins like a viper and defends those who lie
for a wolf in sheep’s clothing must keep getting by
smiles at the thought she’s saving the world
the wolf has been feasting and setting the rules
you can’t correct her or shame what she did
but you can attack the dead like Rose McGowan
a wolf in sheep’s clothing fights monsters while blind
thinks she’s a hero but the devil’s in mind
a wolf in sheep’s clothing stripped down to the nine
she beckons one forward with smiles and keeps
only the delusions that she knows what she speaks
a wolf on the prowl supports liars and cheats
for little Rose McGowan regrets warming bed sheets

A comped meal

We know all the monsters by name
we know all the things they’ve taken
we know the blood upon their hands
and the flesh between their teeth
we know how the monsters hunt
and we know just where they sleep
we know what all they want is
we know what makes them tick
we break down all the reasons
we won’t jump on it
we know all the monsters
we know them all by name
and when they kill again
we will remember today
that everybody knew
that bastard meant to kill
but when we leave the funeral
we excuse the bill.

Who is evil here

We know who you are
we know what you’ve done
we have your names
but this is for fun
we won’t kill the beast
or slay the demons
we’ll set up a feast
and eat the reasons
choke on the truth
and drink down the visions
of all the sad wrecks
the new little victims
you were of one age
when you claim your rape
you say you’re a victim
and earned justice today
that the animal no longer feeds
no longer preys in this area
but we kept him alive
to induce fear and hysteria
we let him loose
left him free just to ravage
while we make our millions
off singing empty anthems

Trail v Witch hunt

Everybody loves a witch hunt
helps get rid of all those feelings
every fear you have been feeding
it gives a body to those nightmares
all the darkness we do not dare
ever name it-cause we’re too scared
but then we hunt the witches
burn them down
point our fingers-no way out
tied to the cross
by just a word-titled, labeled
and now your burnt
everybody loves a witch hunt
it’s all catharsis
with no real fuss
of ever learning what the truth was
in the accusations read
it’s twenty years after-
now off with their heads!

No more heroes

Paper dolls and monsters live
prone to acts of quiet violence
demons cull and virgins wail
no one saves themselves
just decorate our hell
we all reap what we sow
we have no heroes while evil grows
no one fights they just lose their souls
paper dolls and monsters live
we lost the fight when we gave in
there’s no justice in this world
those that speak just want the pearls
and we are left with nothing much
no hope for courage this war
we’ve gave up.

Screaming into the dark

Point the finger
scream into the dark
everyone stands together
but what war is being fought?
Destroy that which is
with no semblance of justice
what good is taking things
what good is taking money
has the monster died
or are more victims up and coming?
have you changed the world
or just hidden more clever demons
we applaud the mob
while not killing off the evils.