CHIVARLY
words mean nothing to a corpse
left to rot some cold trench
holding on for your dear life
former trust turned into debt
can you recall your little promise
of the backs you claimed to have?
or the heart you said you'd cross
and the death that followed it?

COMPANY
now was it hard just to neglect
the kids youve got back home?
yeah youre all grown up son
with fresh blood to condone
so please forgive me when i say this
no its not likely you'll listen
people come and go more often
when youre the one thats leaving

MUTINY
let your brotherhood arise
as it once has done before
and dispose of all the evidence
with an eerily familiar score
there's still the motionless mound
of bodies reddening the field
while you were busy catching up
we were busy getting killed

MISERY
if theres anything ive learned
from being abandoned and alone
its that the one hand that you need
will leave you dead and gone
so much for chivalry
or the bliss of ignorance
cause when you come home a hero
youve got another nameless face

sometimes i think
that ive seen too much
more than enough
to hold me off
like looking for gold
but finding the truth
in searching for such
this has made me blind

im just so tired,
of seeing mindless youth
forcefed lies for facts
vacant little eyes
and mumble mouths
these are the kids
that will grow up one day
and destroy everything
everything youve created

im just not surprised
with the hastily dug graves
that we make for ourselves
mouths spewing garbage
plaguing every house
this is the life you lead
and youre taking everyone
everyone down with you.

now im not one to say
that ill miss this place
or the people that glare
past their pitiful selves
when it all comes down
its so easy to let go
when theres nothing,
nothing to hold on to.

crossdressed statistics masked in metaphors of happiness
constantly weaving in and out of her hotwired heart
counting down the steps it takes to take a humble breath
it costs more on the street and youre hardly worth a cent
oh my, her eyes are flooding out, shes fleeing from the scene
triumph and a pill, iodine veins or weightloss diet schemes
it takes this long to watch fears materialize from sins
breeding ruthless dogs of war out of timid paper dolls
can you feel it brush against you skin? can you sense a thing?
bottled water, prescription drugs, an endless supply of sympathy.

i was never ashamed of the truth as I searched for a pulse
pounding life into this motionless marionette
i sport my permanent smile though it never adds up
through a morose tinted window, shes counting on miracles

I'm not the man i used to be, here's to this empty shell.