Grey

Warm as heroin in the glow of making love.
Pierce the skin internalize the razor in the rose

Grey grey There’s blood between us now
Grey grey I am addicted now
But I know tomorrow in the sunshine everything is grey

Pale acrobat circus freak beauty queen
A hard and restless heart shelter you from harm
The taste of you is a symphony flesh melts into sound
The sight of you a cacophony in your mother’s gown

Grey grey there’s blood between us now.
Grey grey I am addicted now. But I know tomorrow in the sunshine everything is grey.

Neon junkies pray to you
Light their lamps and write their songs
Look them hard between the eyes please don’t go along
That lonely line between love and hate is thick enough to kill
We bathe ourselves in our emptiness we did and always will

Grey grey there’s blood between us now
Grey grey I am addicted now
But I know, tomorrow in the sunshine everything is grey

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Demon

Like a virus in a brothel
Like a lung made out of late
Like a demon in a bottle
Like a baby still born dead

In a microcosm the truth remains unseen
The fantasy of wisdom is seldom kitchen clean
Ugly as the morning, choked by autumn green

Rarely is it empty when it’s barely full
Sharpen you conviction sharpen till it’s dull
Suffering politely whispering a scream

Like a virus in a brothel
Like a lung made out of late
Like a demon in a bottle
Like a baby still born dead

Embarrassed and excited he sodomized himself
Noticed by the warden hung with his own belt
Pant less and devoted the traveled with the smell

Caustic jewish nigger savage nazi queen
Pregnant and persuasive stripped the carcass clean
Weighted down by passion bandaged and obscene

Knitting your own scene
Struggling with the words reluctant compromise
Seeing with your fingers, touching with your eyes

Drunk with intuition plagued by chronic quilt
Squandered every moment and everything he felt
Camouflaged the contents with personality

Like a demon in a bottle

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Color Of Skin

Johnny married Ellie in the Mississippi sun
Sweat poured off their foreheads vows fell off their tongues
Johnny lost his job, his family pulled away
They raised their babies in a little shack
Running from their name

Truth should not depend on the color of skin

A black boy went to school in Memphis Tennessee
His family built their home there and their family before them
Billy Johnson took a chair and hit him on the head
His color of skin was different but his blood was just as red

Hate can only see, the color of skin
This world can can’t only be, the color of skin

It was 1968, seemed like yesterday
Bobby Kennedy was senator, he was on his way
We marched down on the White House, got down on our knees
God is white God is black, he’ll forgive us all

Truth should not depend on the color of skin

A beaten Zulu warrior lay dying in the sun
From a proud and ancient people turned into ghosts of pride
Christian painted soldiers, greedy hungry whores
Stripped the womb, raped and killed a culture pure as gold

Hate can only see, the color of skin
This world can’t only be, the color of skin

Every generation gives to their young
The ignorance and residue of the sins that they have done
Most will die not knowing the truth eternally
Through the savage hunt of living with bloodstains our hands

Hate can only see
This world can’t only be

Color of skin

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Silver Cross

A bottle of Rose` a bottle of prescription pills
A blueprint for destruction a recipe to kill
I built a fortress and dressed it up in black
I left my future without ever looking back

On my silver cross on my silver cross
I hung tomorrow. on my silver cross

A tablespoon of honey a little bit of milk
The hole inside my stomach is difficult to fill

Now I am older I justify the sins.
I heal my shoulders eroded by the wind

On my silver cross on my silver cross
I learn to live there on my silver cross

I lost my wallet I shook the tree
I have a picture of what I used to be
I stole a razor to cut away the scars
I climbed a ladder and slept upon a star

On my sliver cross on my silver cross
I live to die there on my silver cross
Heal me reveal me teach me to forgive
Any little miracle will do

On my silver cross on my silver cross
I hang my hope there on my silver cross

I hang my hope there on my silver cross

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Love Is A River

Behind the mask, there is a man

Who hold his faith inside his hands
There is a heart, so full of youth
So full of love, so full of truth

Love is a river, forever it goes
Follow it blindly so the river will flow

Make a wish and dream a dream
Say a prayer, do you believe
So all alone will make a stand
Look in my eyes and take my hand

Love is a river, forever it goes
Follow it blindly so the river may flow

Open your life let the water surround you
Open your heart, it will astound you

In every rose, there is a thorn
There is a seed that’s begging to be born
Beyond the dream, beyond the sun
There is love, for anyone

Love is a river, forever it goes
Follow it blindly so the water may flow
Love is a river, forever it goes
Follow it blindly so the water may flow

Love is a river, love is a river
Love is a river, love is a river

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The More We Need

America is a beautiful place
Like a big-chested woman with a ugly face
Be wary of pity and what it can bring
Hell is compassion deception is king

You won’t believe the things that I see
Not much to say if you’re asking me

Raw dirty water baptized me
I got a picture of Christ on my arm
Ashen cathedral somewhere near France
I bought a gun from a nun

You won’t believe the things that I see
Not much to fix if you’re asking me

Estrogen Sue got the word from God
Decapitate men who ignore your cause
Testosterone Sam found his head on his plate
Feminine power he could not relate

You won’t believe the things that I see
Not much to save if you’re asking me

America is a beautiful place
After a while you get used to the taste

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Tepid Hert

Muscle stings, the venom leads
The hurt right to the heart
So if I’m feeling better
Why do I fall apart

Blood can sing, words can burn
Thoughts are branded in your skin
You write yourself a letter you will never send

I want to be, blind so I can’t see
Dear God go ahead and blind me
I want to be, mute so I can’t say
All the things that I need saying
Hate will come eventually
To lure a tepid heart

Cigarettes, magazines
The billboards mask the truth
Unholy television masturbate the youth

I want to be, blind so I can’t see
Please God go ahead and blind me
I want to be, mute so I can’t say
All the things that I need saying
Hate will come eventually
To lure a tepid heart

No conscience can survive
Dim reality

I want to be, blind so I can’t see
Dear God go ahead and blind me
I want to be, mute so I can’t say
All the things that I need saying
Hate will come eventually
To lure a tepid heart

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