Anger and Contemplation
(3-13-2k2)


Did you ever feel like a human cannonball;
Like your life just smashed into a concrete wall?
Nonexistant,yet real pains
Course like heroin through your veins
Blood splashes on your lover
Your final thought is of your mother
The happiness she used to bring
The songs she used to sing
Before you drifted off to sleep
Those are the memories of joy you keep
For the rest of your days
Smiles and the suns rays
Are shining warmly on your face
Pissing upon the high heroic race
Of violent spaecimens trained to kill
Deadly prophecies -- the barrel will fill
With hate and desire
Burning with the hottest fire
Until your final terrified scream
Until you are broken like a dismembered dream