heavens gate just closed on my face

[ehho]

you can hear him teething , teeming
teasing like medicaid treatments
his light house shines as a beacon
voice of harmony constructing his army swarm
act hard like blackened hearts
aligned by the signs masking his part
inciting notions the harps played were sharp and electrifying
how exciting this holy of gods deacons been severely beaten
had his soul eaten, mind deleted and vessel depleted
calling all alters " knock harder " never falter we are the salt of the earth "
angelic defined ears shed tears as they hear the cries of fear
reflections of neglecting, he defied all intellects
imitate your father, slit the wrists of those that you'd use as fodder
birthed from an eternity of cowards that cower
the devil stands strong at the top of his tower
a bastardized master mind
glutton of alabaster scribes
a murderous monster that thrives
he's the envy of his phantom tribe
blood showers over peddles of white flowers
gravity is vanity of a downer
picture a raging brook
water falls over the rocks
exchange the water for blood
a steady stream of red cascades over the stairs that lead down to his dungeon
as people are bludgeoned
gravity paints the walls that used to be stone grey and dusty

consume the brood
confused by who's been who
who's been used by who
all sins committed alleviate the lifted
justified by a nation birthed by jackals that cackle at the sight
of bloody shackles housing broken ankles
covens of unfit mothers stuck in a line
I now bind you
significantly tie you
jaded by the fine line between right and wrong
at the end of days there will be no songs
earths plains will be fire and ash
humanity i find is a hard thing to prolong

[FaceOneFresh]

Find hard to prolong? You love the whipping post, complaints of dungeons? how dare you speak of holy gods, when you left me nothing more then a passing nod, erased the past to suit your whim, yet still baying to begin again, imitate my father? you would know him best, bowing to his lusts at his request, dressed to kill when you paint your face of whoredom, left your mark on every soul and still want to eat more cum, tarred the bottom to the top in disgrace, i too am tired of the human race, once my saving grace, now left with a bitter taste, what waste of what could have been, but thats another song another halo another sin, if you're so tired then drop it like its hot, but my every word inspires your every thought, tied to a tool calling it a fool, i told you not to break the golden rule, but honesty wasnt your quota, i dont owe you one fukking iota, not one open sessame is left for me, and yet you lash and heckle me, drink my blood dripping from my ribs, to satisfy another kid, got my goat yet you wont, join my side? you said you would never war with me that night, but did you mean at my side or at my behest, cause you war with me every night less likely to win at every passing day, old pawns are losing their way, twitching from pains caused by my hand, murder is now the rule of the land, ashes will not be left for gravity will be swayed, holes bigger then antartica are waiting to be made, i wish for hope but you give me no leave, no antiquity no reprieve, no audience no court, you think you deceive, in me you decided not to believe, then built me a fable, played all sides when you know you arent able, ive done the same but less stable, with less at my disposal, if i opened the door or was it closure? mad cause 99.9% of the time i keep my composure, causing me birth pains is god jehovah or jah or is it amon ra or is it christ himself that defines the law?


consume your last, and dedicate it to the past, or show me some love and well both have the last laugh, sitting knee deep in this blood bath, eating fruits known as the grapes of wrath, lost my staff but found an infection, i gain power with every inflection, break myself but this aint the west side, why break myself to rainment hide, chide the children when they get hyper, overdose on ambrosia, your names are legion, you cant believe your own teaching, i wish for positivity but im merely a heathen, haunting my days my nights and my dreaming, dramatic pursuits you got your wishes, old dog or big dog, with the wolves or the *****es? johnny get your gun or get your luggage, shoulda never been a thugga, where a badge of shame for your love? id rather slit my wrists, bring it to the brink and see my gifts, im talking to a monstrosity beyond my comprehension, no longer my lover i use to mention, the devils reprieve my only question, you left me for a bottle of dissention

[ehho]

interesting piece did all this happen because of what i wrote or is this something you wanted to share for similarity reasons :] your piece is well written much more descriptive and animated i found

[FaceOneFresh]

when i heard this it sounded like an ex speaking to me so i vibed off it, you got some powerful wordplay whomever you speak for, thanks for the feedback :)
feels good to vent :D