Keeping the Blade

(Instrumental)

Always & Never

If beauty sits the child’s kiss
Of Laughter I amend
Can you catch her if she runs?
With this I would share with you
All of this count to no end

Behind your sealed eyes you miss
All that I’ve done for you
Will you catch me when I run?
If timing plays evident
What would you say when you’re late?

Stay with me and fall asleep
Pray to god for no bad dreams

Here… I’m still waiting here, my dear
For one kiss from you
Here… I’m still waiting here, my dear
To kill all of you…

Welcome Home

You could’ve been all I wanted
But you weren’t honest
Now get in the ground
You choked off the surest of favors
But if you really loved me
You would’ve endured my world

Well you’re just as I presumed
A whore in sheep’s clothing
Fucking up all I do
And if it’s here we stop
Then never again
Will you see this in your life?

Hang on to the glory at my right hand
Here laid to rest, is our love ever longed?
With truth on the shores of compassion
You seem to make premise to all of these songs

You stormed off to scar the armada
As jesus played letter,
I’ll drill through your hands
The stone for the curse you have blamed me
My love and devotion I’ll die as you sleep
If you could just write me out
To neverless wonder… Happy will I become
Be true that this is no option,
So with sin I condemn you
Demon play, demon out!

One last kiss for you
One more wish to you
Please make up your mind girl…
I’d do anything for you
One last kiss for you
One more wish to you
Please make up your mind girl…
Before I hope you die

Ten Speed (Of God’s Blood & Burial)

I can feel it in the way your blood and heart beats
My body’s cold and it thinks I’m already gone
Or is it in the way your body moves
I’d like to tell you
But I think that you already know
The words I drag out from your mouth speak
So listen up world. Listen up world
In her vision I have given company
They see no evil in leading their bodies from home

Believer, you’ll leave her, in leaving them all
No but I don’t buy it
Like anything you do, as anyone you are
Ten speed, if I must… Then I must

If written wrote me even chance
And the choice to save you
I wouldn’t answer if it even had to ask
In her figure I’ve instilled a taste of my own
To make it easier to take what life I’m owed
As the curse has returned from the hell of you
Heart and your soul

Nobody knows but you
I don’t want to ride tonight…
No I don’t want to go

Cause I’m…
Ten Speed, of God’s Blood & Burial

Crossing The Frame

Home… A silence between glares
That stutters worlds misleading
Here… Give me all you got
With one shot sent to lend me
No… Here across the grass.
Between the glass
I know… You’re not the one
I left to wait here, helping
I… I left in a sudden rush
And never said why
You… Couldn’t know
That I had no goodbyes

But I wish that you were
I’m spying on you, Newo
The way that you would’ve been if
I stayed here at Home
I’m giving you up, Newo
How important I could’ve been to you

Press the steps I take to cross your door frame if
You decide to answer when my fist rings hello

Casting quarters into wells that hold our dreams
You won’t believe me… If I told you so
Casting quarters into wells that hold our dreams
You won’t believe me… I wouldn’t if you told me so

Apollo I: The Writing Writer

In these words that crash my ears
I now stomach this with fear
With my turn I gathered name as the bastard’s son
Who by fire I would come
Through these wires I must cut
Atop this tower of loss and lust

I’ll gravitate towards you
I will, in the now, hate you

I’ll make you wish you hadn’t burned our time before
I’ll live through this in a manner
Cursed at my own accord

If my shame spills our worth across this floor
Then tonight, goodnight… I’m burning star IV
Only I don’t even think of you
No I don’t want to think of you anymore
Goodnight, tonight, goodbye
Goodnight, tonight, goodbye

In my presence you might wake
Through this fiction I must fake
Your death to grace the face of my character
With these lessons he might learn
That all of the worlds from here must burn
For as god demands in the end we miss

I don’t want to go

So come on bitch, why aren’t you laughing now?
You left me here to fend on my own

Once Upon Your Dead Body

If hello could only drop its “o”
And it stayed in the front doors way
Of your home, would you live there still?
Could that make you everything I hate?
Wait…

Do you remember why you did it?
Do you rememeber why she left?

No, I hope you die right now.
Will you drink my chemical?

Is there price to burn this paradise?
Where you left all parts that hurt to mend
If I don’t stay await
Will sh e come here again?
For my wish of only one last kiss

Once upon your dead body

Wake Up

I’m going to ride this plane out of your life again
I wish that I could’ve stayed but you argued
More than this I wish you could’ve seen my face
In the backseat staring out the window

I’ll do anything for you
Kill anyone for you

So leave yourself intact
‘Cause I will be coming back
In a phrase to cut these lips
I love you

The morning will come
In the press of every kiss
With your head upon my chest
Where I will annoy you
With every waking breath
Until you decide to wake up

I earned through hope and faith
The curves around your face
That I’m the one you’ll hold forever.
If morning never comes for either one of us
Then this is pray to you wherever

I’ll do anything for you.
This story is for you.
Cause I’d do anything you want me to… for you

The Suffering

Is there a word or right to say
Even in this old fashioned way?
Go make your move, girl
I’m not coming home

Would things have changed if I could’ve stayed?
Would you have loved me either way?
Dressed to the blues, day to day with my collar up.

Decision sits so make it quick
A breath inhaled from an air so sick
I cursed the day I had learned
Of the web you spun…
You had your hold till bleeding

Hey, Hey!
If it was up to me
I would’ve figured you out
Way before the year clocked out
Oh, I hope you’re waiting

Hey, Hey!
If it was up to me
I would’ve never walked out
So until the sun burns out
Oh, I hope you’re waiting

Would we have lived as a child would care?
With this vile to drink i dare
Only to cry all alone with your taste on tongue
Oh where have you been if it hurts to be forgiving?

Bye

Should we try this again with hope?
Or is it lost, give up the ghost
And should I die all alone as I knew I would…
Then burn in hell young sinner

Now listen well… will you marry me?
Not now, Boy
Are you well in the Suffering?
You’ve been the most gracious of hosts
You may be invited girl, but you’re not coming in

The Lying Lies & Dirty Secrets Of Miss Erica Court

They move too fast to be words behind your teeth
The give and go of most of your memories
But I’m not the one that they need pray for
If I’ve got it all then what does do
Leave it alone
Oh that once little boy we used to know
Are you willing… well?

Help!!!
Now off to the hell your God has sold
To find
That never again will you rely

On the words of your friends
In the unwritten end
For when you go they won’t be following
Now sell all your friends
For the unwritten end
Cause when you go they won’t be following him

I’ll move the knife to show you of my cut
With the worst of truth from here
I drew no blood
So you’re not as real just what I thought up
You’re just a page I’ll burn from a book
That has nothing to show
Of that once little boy we used to know
Am I killing you?

Believer… believe it or not you’ll know
When it ends and how it goes

Mother May I

Did you ever really think that you’d
Expose the truth that pains the page?
And in their asking, did you see their lie,
The motive true and earnest side
Four in the morning, should they wake up?
Or see them precious in this sleep?
Every step should break the same
With every move and every need

So run little children, play
I’ll leave the light off to turn your mother on
So run little children, play
I’ll leave the light off to turn your mother on

Could you ever really wish of them?
One of your games and counts of truth
With every moment you’ll trace the doubt
And of the premise what about?
Will they ever really see an end
Or does it matter now from then?
What of their love for once pronounced
And of this love a loss without

I should have known

God only knows when your word isn’t pure
And the blood on your hands isn’t yours
I won’t believe any word that you tell
And I won’t drink the blood if it spills

So give them the story they want…
You too
So give them the story they want…
A kiss to you girl before you fall down and leave me
So give them the story they want…
You too, before you leave me

The Willing Well I: Fuel For The Feeding End

Is this what I wish for those and all they know?
Could depend on how cowardly I should act
If she won’t give me the love I came here for
With pen I am armed here to react

Hey now, hey now what is it boy?
All the things that trouble you
Visit your mirror image
Of what might have once behaved
Hey now, hey what is it boy
But I won’t rest till dead, till dead do you part

This is how I feel my God from what’s been dealt
The flies that flutter flight tonight
Is it love that I’m feeling or is this hate the same
The emotion’s enough to kill the sane

Feed little maggots off the Westside of your sin
Run little maggot when they learn of what you did

From start to finish I’ve made you feel this
Discomfort in turn with the world you’ve learned
To love through this hate to live with its weight
A burden discerned in the blood you taste

Why would you deny me answers?
If I’m just a boy on the break of being
Horror and hell through its fires
Be brutally honest, was it better before me?

In the curve of your body
How I want her with me
The truth of the story
The Vishual, I wish you all

The better end of all to come
The truth be now here one by one
I am to extend to none
The memory that fuels the fire

Watching his tale with the words he unfolds
Conscience and cold we’d never know
They scream as he laughs off the dust from his eyes
These words will now learn of the dreams in his mind

Could this be that hard for me?
To configure a new love in vain
To my new entity or banish it home to the grave
No one is safe

With the quickness strike out for the less of us doubt
Mercy of the man who put the pen in our mouth
Word write us well signed, “Forgiveness for sale”
I’m through being full
Of all the might you want killed
The fiction will see the real
The answer will question still
In your body and blood as your parents once wept
You will follow their lead one by one, every step

Could this be that hard for me?
To configure the new love and paint
To my new entity or banish it home to the grave
I will not save… your world

The Willing Well II: From Fear Through The Eyes Of Madness

What is this that I feel and what is this that I fear?
In these arms that whored out amongst the worms
That mate in these fields
From pressure to pain I wish to stay awake
In the measure I test with your love for me
Shot against these walls
With hope that one will break fear
So hear me…

What is this that you keep selling me, boy?
I’m not gonna hold your hand here when you walk
You’ll burn in hell while they’re digging you out

So picture this face and burn it to flake
To shelter it at home at the fireplace
And all but memory will fade
With the flick of the flame
So I have a secret that no one should know
But I should tell
But of all the… but of all the worlds
This one won’t feel…
This one just won’t leave me well

In the press of your back
Do you feel the shore swell?
Oh boy, I’m eating my way back home

As father told son in the make of his final escape
Should all good boys die with God at their side,
At the grace of his gates?
No, the Robot holds none with the mind
And a heart to comply
Then I will disguise and grieve of those dead
When I’m given the time

Run little rabbit…
Go hide in the blades of that grass…
Run rabbit run

Should capture be our earnest fault?
Breathe up through lust and I’ll find your cure
In there I’ll kill… in there I’ll kill

With your last breath of air
As the Earth comes trembling down
Would you give her this last night
And give up your life
No one runs faster than you can
No one runs faster than you
No one runs faster than you eat
To the end with you… to the end with you

The Willing Well III: Apollo II: The Telling Truth

In the worst of your fears
You have come so far to hear
That in turn they’ve showered your name
As the laughing stock
Now by fire you must hang
As my word holds course through vein
You will walk to the end of days
I’ll gravitate towards you
I will, in the now, hate you
These days are numbered
This close encounter
To the heartland, through the madness

I’ll make you wish
You hadn’t burned our time before
I’ll live through this
In a manner cursed at my own accord

I don’t want to go
So come on bitch
Why aren’t you laughing now?
You left me here to fend on my own
So cry on bitch,
Come on start laughing now

In my presence
You will make sure the fiction meets its fate
That death will grace your face my dear character
Through these lessons you have learned
All the worlds from here must burn
For as God demands that the end we miss

If my shame spills our worth across this floor
Then tonight, goodnight, I’m burning Star IV
No, I don’t want to think of you
No, I don’t even think of you… anymore
Goodnight, tonight goodbye
Goodnight, tonight goodbye

If, then should they come home
With failed attempt we’ll know
I won’t leave a stone unturned
These worlds will surely burn

Wait
But what did I do to… to deserve all of you

Jesse, bad boy
Just come look at what your brother did,
To that girl’s precious little whore of a body

The Willing Well IV: The Final Cut

In the final curtain call
You left me here with the coldest of feelings
Weight, kind, depression
Blessing the floors with the places you’ve stepped in
Will they ever measure up to the way you left me?
Here on the roadside the bloodiest cadaver
Marked in your words: I’m the joke, I’m the bastard
Here wait, so I guess that you knew
That you’re… a selfish little whore
I’m the selfish little whore
If I had my way I’d crush your face in the door

This is no beginning… this is the final cut
Open up, I’m in love