a bestowal from the constellation above.


starry starry noct
I desire upon a whizzing sidereal, that I borne witness to the becoming of our heavenly body's autumnal equinox: this I will, without fail, commit to memory.
(fair warn: one must be prudently diligent with what one wants to covet.)

my significant other hath fallen, and in fluorine months a neophyte will hath being: yielding unbound broodiness, not to mention toll.

the shock tempestuously thumped me into the following week, but way ahead of me: she partied.
She serenely whispered into my loathsome ear.. "we count so many blessings, this lifestyle: of lacking responsibility; less we forget on where we'd rather be in making the most of where we are."

huh...
may as well be to the both of you, i'm of no more suitability of that befitting a merry Andrew: the shrillness of pragmatism- encumbered be beset with; or remanence I demur.

(three for a girl) hath come to bolster my ambivalence for hour's breath has duly been preordained ; senses a fraught, oddities become customary- unknowing will amass.. "Dr Millan has pallid hands" she says ..sultry essence I figure!?
grasping her trepidations I ask from a crepitus voice.. "can this crux remain insensated for nescience is gay!?"
indefatigably, reconciliation gallops from her character and boasts the question- the Dr replies.. "Male...

with my face against the floor lured emotions beseech my sable wishes- the fluorine month is nigh: forest fires, crooked liars and most days what is gay hath no faith.

Sunday 25 June, the agony of waiting pains me so!
obliging to soothe her timorousness I relinquish to those who can.
I maraud time's follies to alleviate my angst- yielding unbounded broodiness not to mention toll: Father David assures me- that this is part and parcel of God's creation, befitting of our ambition to covet His selfless accord.. "think on thy pity and thy love unswerving, not my deserving."

(Dr Millan enters the room)
forthcoming yet diffident.. "Mr Leslie.. for prudence Father David will assuage.
my sincere condolences."

the star sign of June was a moonless night for she was my nan who'd put up a brave fight- I may as well be to the both of you, i'm no more suitable of that befitting a merry Andrew.

Starry starry noct I desire upon a whizzing sidereal that I borne witness to the becoming of our heavenly body's Autumnal equinox..
"to the creatures that dwell in the stars above?
please look after my nan, and help protect her from this tyranny that she is bounded to- by blood and bone with no escape!
I have nothing to offer you for I am poor.
all I have are my dreams and this one wish.
"tread carefully for you tread on my dreams!"

Would You Swap Pity for A Penance






The Noose
A Perfect Circle




So glad to see you well
Overcome and completely silent now
With heaven's help
You cast your demons out
And not to pull your halo down
Around your neck and tug you off your cloud
But I'm more than just a little curious
How you're plannin' to go about makin' your amends
To the dead
To the dead




“I Love you Nan x.
but it pains me to betray my heritage that met you beuria here.,”



( Battle of Bannockburn



The Battle of Bannockburn was a significant Scottish victory in the First War of Scottish Independence, and a landmark in Scottish history. Stirling Castle, a Scots royal fortress, occupied by the English, was under siege by the Scottish army. Wikipedia )




“Dear Nan.,
this song is for US *A Hug Good NIGHT x*”




"One" Metallica

I can’t remember anything
Can’t tell if this is true or dream
Deep down inside I feel to scream
This terrible silence stops me
Now that the war is through with me
I’m waking up, I cannot see
That there’s not much left of me
Nothing is real but pain now
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please, God, wake me
Back in the womb it’s much too real
In pumps life that I must feel
But can’t look forward to reveal
Look to the time when I’ll live
Fed through the tube that sticks in me
Just like a wartime novelty
Tied to machines that make me be
Cut this life off from me
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please, God, wake me
Now the world is gone, I’m just one
Oh God, help me Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please, God, help me
Darkness
Imprisoning me
All that I see
Absolute horror
I cannot live
I cannot die
Trapped in myself
Body my holding cell
Landmine
Has taken my sight
Taken my speech
Taken my hearing
Taken my arms
Taken my legs
Taken my soul
Left me with life in hell


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(I Bury Secrets for A living!).



"Sober" Tool

There's a shadow just behind me,
Shrouding every step I take,
Making every promise empty,
Pointing every finger at me.
Waiting like a stalking butler
Who upon the finger rests.
Murder now the path of "must we"
Just because the son has come.
Jesus, won't you ######6 whistle
Something but the past is done?
Jesus, won't you ######6 whistle
Something but the past is done?
Why can't we not be sober?
I just want to start this over.
Why can't we drink forever.
I just want to start this over.
I am just a worthless liar.
I am just an imbecile.
I will only complicate you.
Trust in me and fall as well.
I will find a center in you.
I will chew it up and leave,
I will work to elevate you
Just enough to bring you down.
Mother Mary won't you whisper
Something but the past is done.
Mother Mary won't you whisper
Something but the past is done.
Why can't we not be sober?
Just want to start this over.
Why can't we sleep forever.
I just want to start this over.
I am just a worthless liar.
I am just an imbecile.
I will only complicate you.
Trust in me and fall as well.
I will find a center in you.
I will chew it up and leave,
Trust me [x5]
Why can't we not be sober?
Just want to start things over.
Why can't we sleep forever.
I just want to start this over.
I want what I want [x4]



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“If I feel Remorse in Life then I would Not be here this very day.
If I act-out in A Rancorous but illegitimate manner of combative stupor.”


Whoopi-shit. I’ve just donated 07 years to the bend/will, of Psychiatry.


I have Diagnosed Myself: Highly Functioning Individual (that’s board) that has a personality uniquely indifferent to others where I can be locked up In High - Medium Secure Forensic Psychiatric Unit, and to...

[ Continued ]

The Fallacy of My Allegory.,


To Personify My Trespass.



PROJECT 86.


"Omerta's Sons"

My eyes are opening
In disbelief
There’s something growing here inside of me
I’ve always sensed it
Can you believe
That we were born into conspiracy?
You were always the cancer
I, the host
You were always the living
And I, the ghost
Out from your shadow now we are immortal
From bound and broken to invincible
The truth unveiled now spirits will tremble
From bound and broken to invincible
We’re bound to secrecy
Like Omerta’s sons
But now I’m tracking you in your deception
Contrive an Answer to
Explain to me
The rationale behind your treachery


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In My collection. This one track says it all., but. it’s my second favourite track.
* DEER DANCE.*
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Fyr malu.



“ In the nicest possible way of …?
*I’m am saying this * “my heart bleeds purple piss,” …for you current ideologies. Hope this persona gets . ..soon. “.



LET’S GIVE A WARMEST OF ENTRANCE(S) atwa





( NO One Died at the Scene!)





Lamb of God.


"Omerta"

Whoever appeals to the law against his fellow man is either a fool or a coward
Whoever cannot take care of themselves without that law is both
For a wounded man shall say to his assailant
'If I live, I will kill you. If I die, You are forgiven'
Such is the rule of honour
Broken the paradigm an example must be set
Invoke the Siren's song and sign the death warrant
This is what has been wrought for 30 pieces of silver
The tongues of men and angels bought by a beloved betrayer
I am the result what's better left unspoken
Violence begins to mend what was broken
You've been talking, I've been all ears
Words meant to dwell in darkness shall never see the light of day
Words can be broken, so can bones






(Thank you all for listening Today.)





Imperium Imerr Fall.




ps. (whisper) “The Only remorse written was for ATWA”


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