Subliminal Criminals, Ode to the Obvious

Soul afflictions
Abasing views
Tainting quests
Avoiding realism into
Non negotiable refunds

Imposters of acceptance
Smashing other beliefs into oblivion

Advents fueled with self righteous agendas

Martyrs amongst themselves
Enthralling followers
Teaching lessons of chaos
Advancing beyond the holy lands
Perishing other beliefs
Heretic haters ruling the world
Oblivious minds surrender
Relishing in their own hatred and fear



JDS2

It only hurts when I don't laugh, But I laugh anyways

Is in a relationship with himself
But it’s complicated

Was told there were plenty of fish in the ocean
But when I found them
There was a nuclear reactor near by
An oil spill
And a hurricane, My oh my

Then my own space was flooded
With “hey baby” “You are sexy”
And then I got type 3 sugar diabetes
From the sugary hell, The logics that smelled
And here you have a crackhead rendition
Of Adam and Eve

Now I am going “yahoo”
And the succubuses with phantom crushes
Have been sharpening their teeth
From here but now there
And a partridge and a pair tree
Money to them tends to grow on disease

It’s all funny to me
Mad but in a good way
I need to be entertained
So this just does that
In my time of need

Laughing on
A chariot of my own
Made of funny bones
And hope and dreams
Glees & my eventual lead

Now I’m out of this mad world
Will be back soon
Awaiting silver tongues
With rusty spoons
Dancing the night away

I’m not tall dark and handsome
But short real and sweet
But you can eat me up
Because I am nutritious
And part of a balanced breakfast

No I have not gone mad
I feel happy as I could ever be

Restless Legs

Restless legs
Cannot sleep
Wide awake
Wishing for an early grave
Kicking strong
Everything is wrong
Restless legs
I hate you
Fuck off and die
Messed with the wrong guy
Now if only I had the guts to die
Restless legs
Leave me alone
Kill me if you may

puzzles missing peaces

Tattered battleship

Aircraft carrier holocaust

Chagrin screeching

Cataclysmic restitution

implore allocating
Puppets anticipation

Fragrance feverishly miraculous peeks
Genuine

Illegitimate
Secretive
Narcissist
Corrodes

The Events of a flushed Bride

Arrogance, the work of god's broken condom
The Universe, The Earth
Speckles of mankind's mistakes

Laugh at love, Keep it for granted
Toy with beauty
Know she will always be around
No matter what chaos you incline

Illegitimate bastard thoughts
As oxymoronic as virgin birth
Flinging fecial hope
So she can drown in your filth

Ah, Secritive as catholic priests
Doing such vile things
Ruling over a temple of desire
Giving it all your worst

Oh, But she loves you
She wears a shirt with your stains
King of her world you are
The one driving her insane

Your the universe, Your the earth
Mentally diseased into false temptation
The Bi Polarized Narcissist in control
In the thoughts of a blatant confusion

Natures course ignored
Dire leading the blind
Corrodes in false hope
Yet, Soon it will be him who will be dying

I await her presence

I await her presence
As my heart flutters with anticipation
Feeling energetic
This mind races on

Can smell her fragrance
Even when she's not here
Her aura ever present
Her spirit uplifts me feverishly

That mind of her's ever wonderful
Conversations flow galore
Can still hear her ever radiant voice
As if I was haunted ever so happily

Her eyes, Oh they are the portal
To such a giant miraculous soul
These dreams mirror those very deep peeks
Into a world ever so unique & original

Nothing like her, So amazingly treasure full
No matter what the situation may be
I will always cherish her
She is genuine
A soul forever free

Lover, Friend, Partner in crime
I love her for whom she ever be
For what situation she will ever be in with me

Oh, I await her presence

War Inside my head

War inside my head
Like skull tattered battleships closing in
Aircraft carrier cruising on
Nuclear holocaust to my chagrin

Mutant humankind
Battling it out
Clouds of blood
Screaming, Sceeching sounds
Flesh becoming dorment
Oh, This war inside my head

Creatures growing by droved
Winged and clawed, Battle worn
Twisting, Turning cataclysmic storm
Restitution mirrors phantom implore

Horn blows, Angels come
No Heavan's own
But Hell's darkly scorned
Laughing on, Terror born
Mortal man dead and gone

No more flesh memories
In this war
Just figmented Demons
Allocating distant rites
All too familiar, The famine figments
Yet, Full of strife

This war goes on
Yet, I am king
No one controls me
Demons just puppets, A show
I am the enemy
They are my foes

Tonight I create hell
Inside my head

Here comes the M bomb
My mentality back on track

Dark Angels of hell
Go back which yee came from