Sunday, October 08, 2006

Khoshekh

You fucking rich loathing
Bastards--you know me.
I'm the man in the glow ring,
Who laughs at your posing.
(I will expose thee)

Your confident knowing,
Constantly bores me.
Your sickened-bitch moaning,
Constantly annoys me.
(Annoys me…annoys me)

What is that creeping on
Shoulders and screaming?
If I even told you,
Would you believe me?

What is that creeping with
Shadows and weeping?
If I even told you
Could you believe me?

(Me…me…me)

Those lovely sick cronies,
Outcasts, and holies,
Are possessed by their drinking
Of the lotus' sweet honey
(You shall go free)

Your fucking lips clothed me,
In heaven above me,
But it just doesn't suit me--
It's time to undress me
(Just trust me…trust in me)

What is that creeping on
Shoulders and screaming?
If I even told you,
Would you believe me?

What is that creeping with
Shadows and weeping?
If I even told you
Could you believe me?

(Me…me…me)

I'm fucking stripped, here's me!
Bare--naked--nothing.
Standing alone, empty and lonely.
(Lonely…lonely)

After years of searching,
Wishing, and trying, (But to no avail…)
I'm still just fucking floating
And crying!

The darkness it's growing,
Its power is flowing.
The darkness it's growing,
Its power is flowing.

I take my place Khoshekh,
It's for you I’m screaming!
So this is me world,
Now do you believe me?

I take my place Khoshekh
It's for you I’m screaming!
So this is me Lord,
Just try to oppose me…

What is that creeping on
Shoulders and screaming?
If I even told you,
Would you believe me?

What is that creeping with
Shadows and weeping?
If I even told you
Could you believe me?

(Me…me…me)

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