Heres my idea a band named Child Abuse. First Ep titled Battered Childhood.
1.Bastard View-
From the Wretched Womb
Born a Bastard
Born a Slave
Born to Hate
The World
Given Shackles
Before Life
Freedom is a Fucking Lie
I Will
End This Fucking Lie
Slavemaster,
Father,
Why must I
Be my own Martyr. X2
I'll End it All
With a Gasoline Dream
Strike Anywhere
Til Only Ash
Remains. X4
Growing Pains-
My Body Aches
My Bones Quake
Fucking Terrified
With Everything At Stake
Only a Boy
Forced to Be a Man
(Chorus)
Faced with Failure
But I Stand Tall
Lost my Faith
But I Still Believe
In My Self X3
Drowning in Doubt
Diving into Depression
All this Frustration
Slowly Turns to Aggression (chorus) Repeat
What Lies Ahead (The Callout)-
They Say "You're Future's Bright."
Well They Fucking Lied
"It'll be better tommorow."
No it Fucking Won't.
"Hang in there things will change."
Another lie just a different day.
This world is an anchor
And it will drag you to your death
People are fucking sheep
they lie through their teeth
I have no faith
in society
I have no faith
in a fairytale life
Brotherhood Never Did Shit For Me
Another Lie Another Letdown
I've Been Suffering
Where the Fuck were You?
Lone Wolf From The Fucking
Start This is my Cry
I will stand on my own two feet
Muggin every fucker i ever meet
Ill fight this world til my death
Fist over Fist Im the Motherfucker
You Will Never Forget.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
apocolypse
This is the end my friend
So, sorry we won’t meet again
These soft lullabies, can not describe
The fire from the skies
Judas might have been a liar
But at least he saw it coming
At least he saw it coming.
The world is coming to an end
Mothers shield your children’s eyes
From the fire in the skies
As heaven and hell
Intertwine
We ignored every signal
We bypassed every sign
Ignorance isn’t bliss
Now we pay the price
Not to steal a line from
Someone famous
“It’s better to burn out
Than to fade away.”
Goodbye dearest friend
This is the end of the line
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
sink this city
Seasons Change
People Change
But,
I strap on my concrete shoes
every fucking day
and this microphone
will be the death of me
So, wrap it around my neck
and cast me out to sea
Sinking,
Every Day
New Lows
Suffocating in Society
ill grab the mic
once again and
scream til my lungs collapse
as i sink in this society
Society of Shame.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
ancestry
can we turn back the tides
go back to another time
before it took a turn for the worse
forever blessed with this wretched curse
bring this all to an end
apocalypse now
fires bring the heavens down
what makes you deserve this life?
what makes you think your so high?
a high priest of suffering
a life form so intolerable
burn the world
just to get rid of you
its safe to say that
that i despise you
so afraid
of what i have become
the clock keeps ticking
but your still breathing
ill put my faith
in this rifle
and hope all is saved in the end.
Monday, June 22, 2009
F.Y.G.D.
its a nightmare
that never ends
walking into a crowded room
but wishing no one was there
everything leaves you
with a bitter taste
all you see
is shades of gray
everything feels
like a delusion
life itself is an illusion
and everyday you wake
wishing you never did
not in this society
you just wish
people would let you
live your life
you act out
you get smacked down
try to walk the line
but you just cant back down
their life their system their picturesque vision
of who the fuck you should be
its not for fucking me
i want my own reality
as far as fucking away that i can ever be from you
that never ends
walking into a crowded room
but wishing no one was there
everything leaves you
with a bitter taste
all you see
is shades of gray
everything feels
like a delusion
life itself is an illusion
and everyday you wake
wishing you never did
not in this society
you just wish
people would let you
live your life
you act out
you get smacked down
try to walk the line
but you just cant back down
their life their system their picturesque vision
of who the fuck you should be
its not for fucking me
i want my own reality
as far as fucking away that i can ever be from you
Thursday, June 18, 2009
how legends are born.
On my knees
Once again
serenity escapes me
the night closes in
the torment begins
breaking down my mind
these delusions drive me to
suicidal thoughts.
i try to escape
society
but they always pull me
back where i dont belong.
I am the lone wolf
wish to be
free of your molds
free from your holds
I am the model
of who you shouldnt be
pointing all your fingers
but take a look in the mirror
your exactly like me.
Once again
serenity escapes me
the night closes in
the torment begins
breaking down my mind
these delusions drive me to
suicidal thoughts.
i try to escape
society
but they always pull me
back where i dont belong.
I am the lone wolf
wish to be
free of your molds
free from your holds
I am the model
of who you shouldnt be
pointing all your fingers
but take a look in the mirror
your exactly like me.
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