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Quiggz
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Ramble
The caress of angel's blood
On pale skin
Tear the stars down from the sky
Bury them in my heart
Burn me on your cross of guilt
Tell me I am worthless
Forsake me
And keep me from your prying eyes
Cats paws and raven claws
Tears of blood I cry for you
And you cast me into the cold night that is my home
Wind whips
Blood drips
Tears fall and fly away
Carried by gusts of the ever building storm
Thunder on the horizon
Lightning in my mind
Stabs like icicles
Sleet and peircing cold, driven through my skin and thoughts
Turn and face my Adversary
Hair thrown back, and angel wings unfolded
I wait for the end and laugh
Death has nothing hidden secret from me
For I am one with him
And hatred cannot peirce my veins
to Flow through me like pig iron
For that is as it is
I am all that is
i am ALL there is
Assimilate the world in one gasping breath
And watching it all turn dark like me
I laugh once more
Eyes pierce the horizon
Cloudburst over my brain
I am nothing more than this torrent
And nothing less
Grooving my skin, please, turning my blind eye to your
Sheltered being
Turn me, turn me, turn me
Away
Leashed to compound existances, exisdances,
Exist dances
Existentialism?
No thank you, I prefer nihilism,
Two lumps please
Turning myself away again
Turning you into me
Fear of yourself, penetrating deep into the dark depths of your soul
Falling, falling, diving, delving,
Turning me away
When the Devil asks,
What will you answer?
Is that your FINAL answer?
And can you ever even know the question? Are all our lives little games?
Player gaming love of life but
who
Holds
the controller?
Can this be our Final Fantasy?
When seven turns to nine and eight is eleven's best friend
You know something isn't right
Turn me into your muffin man
Living on Cherry Lane, AKA Easy Street
Improv, improv, improv baby, sucking the marrow from life
And making it all worthwhile for
The undertaker
undertake what?
undertaking to overtake my own, my very own
Mind
Prodigal sons and daughters, hear me roar
I am the lion, the lyin'
King
Here for your entertainment tonight
I am on a rambling roll, nothing can stop your orgy of
Self defensive lust
Breeding grounds for hatred and God's smiting you all
down
Only to bring you back up towards the light, knowing that
Someday, you're all going to be like Him
Or so you think.
Let Mr. T have a chance here
God takes away and giveth to he who demands in his name?
I don't think so.
Light is life is everything under the sun
Which has faded to black
There's nothing left to give in this empty house
Are you fearing me yet?
Is there anything left in any of our collective minds?
Do we mind anymore?
Or are we simply passively collecively collecting passive dust?
Give me some rage against our unholy machine
Proclaiming the holiness of our dollar
The sacridity of my pocket change
No, never, nothing anyways
Who gives a flying rat's fanny about this here statement?
it's all about sex and money in the moment it all happens
Everything is everything else's best friend
Because you've never learned to define the difference
Friend and foe
My best friend and archenemy
Jesus A. Buddha
Turning Hindi prayers into pop culture
Who do you think you are, anyways?
What died and gave you the rights to be in charge of everything?
Is there even anything left to be in charge of?
Or did they take it all with them when they left?
Questions, questions, questions
Mark?
Question Mark. He'll say it's all because of his hair.
You know you love it!
Tease and titilate the imagination you supply
In your daily reccomended vaules.
Knowledgeable Knutrition.
Right.
Is there anything right about the left wing?
Ralph Nader said hi the other day.
We all thought he was joking around.
We threw our heads back and laughed
And there I found myself
underneath the cloudburst again
With torn and bleeding angel feathers swirling around me
In the maelstrom of crazy, cracked and whipping wind
Cracked skin and darkened soul
Bleeding black
Where nothing is ever going to be alright again
And you're never going to find your way out of this pit
Forget me not
Obluiette
Prison chamber
Locking doors
With no keys
Nor anything nor nothing
Because it's all the same in the end, isn't it?
See myself martyred on the cross
Pools of blood reflect a reddened face
Tears streaming like gargoyle's howls under the moonlight
Streaming
Screaming
Tearing the world apart
See the night sky split and tear like a ragged curtain finally giving way
To void
Or to salvation
Taking your pick
You slowly advance into the light and dark
That halfway point in your mind
That scares you so much into believing that twilight is your only destination
Believe in magic and miracles once more,
And everything becomes real again
In that place where angels fear to tread.
The only place
Where everything can be alright
and nothing could ever be wrong
Excepting your own and only life
A lifetime of regret and sorrow
For everything you couldn't have done
Wish upon a dying star
And sacrifice yourself to the Gods
Those great ones that came from your own mind
And your own soul
Pray that you have faith enough to carry the terrible weight of your own soul
As the sky is torn asunder
And the rain comes pouring down.
Never, never crying nothing
Bearing down
Fearing nothing
Never number numerate
Necronomicon
Booking the dead on the red eye flight to San Francisco
Grating the somber faces of long years past
while writing the exploits of the last hero to ever grace the earth
December comes, and winter is a long time leaving
But autumn passes too soon
Feel death in the air
Leaves leaving
falling
wheeling
Cartwheels of the last great demise
Barreling in on the wind.
Could you ever fear anything else?
Watching for wear and tear and signs of absolute craziness
Like mine
Legendary Luke
Giving her a gizmo to terrify the children
Known as the truth
Tearing down the walls between the fantasy and your reality
That you choose to ignore
Thereby setting the rest of us up to take your fall
Taking your falling milkshake
Take your milkshake stained suit to the cleaners
Vanilla
Crazy flavored sky
Clouds of the dearest darkest flavors in the warm glowing light
of
DAY-O!
You're going to be the death of me, did you know that?
You're all going to set me on fire in some dark alleyway,
And that will be the end of me,
Yes sir!
You're never going to understand
That's why,
That's why you're never going to beat me
Because I am everything you can never be
Including yourself
Does that terrify you?
'Cos it sure scares me.
Why?
Because you're got a big nose!
Not that there's anything wrong with that
Fingernails screech on the blackboard
Feel the snakes rolling on the ground
They were playing Twister again
Twister
Twistar
Twisting your stars into staples
Of your diet
Consuming the truth and the hope and the love and
Excreting them as your mass produced congolmerate FECAL MATTER
turning all we hold dear into one
Exquisitely packaged lie
Can you feel the love here?
I didn't think so
Who turned out the lights?
So sorry, it should've been obvious that it was you
Could you confuse yourself even more?
Let's find out!
One
two
THREE
Here we go again
But now I AM the cloudburst
Falling down, assaulting skin with frigid drops
Washing away the sins of the years
Cleaning the blood of your assaults
and the stains of your victims
Finest satin can't disguise your corroded edges
Nothing about you will ever make anyone comfortable
Why not just settle in for the long ride of war?
Fingertips caress dead cheeks
Soft hair brushed away
Only to see the self inflicted gashes that you hold so dear
While you're held somewhere else
Is everything you hold against me a lie?
Never trust anything anymore
Because it's all yourself talking
The latest news is that you smell bad
Care to supply us with any comment?
There's a guy here who hasn't had a sound bite to eat in three days
He's pretty hungry for our distorted truth
Can you spare a sensationalized story for a poor guy?
Terra and Gaia once were brothers
Mothers
Held all their children dear
As they stabbed them in the back
Pool players get all the breaks
And the shatters
Shattered worlds, and shattered souls
All the pain that we can supply
Can be yours for free
All you need to do is believe in three simple words
Whispered in your ear
At that wonderful twilight that you fear so much
Misty mountaintops
Blood red skies
Red rum earth
Craggy jagged pinnacles of your own achievement
Standing atop them as the vioent
Violet sky descends
Tearing loose the cloudburst once more
And this time
You know it too well
And it tears you down with it
All the stars falling from the sky
Embed themselves in your heart
Blood freezes to glimmering starshine
And you are at one with your lies
And everything's the same again
Except for you
Who dared to create your own paradise inside your life
That was rightly meant to be everything else
but love.
Watching the lights dim and fade from view,
The camera is pulling backwards
You're going to be alright, you're going to make it
Make it big
Or make it into nothing at all.
You're going to have to wait and find out,
So tune in next week.
Bye bye!
Mike Quigley 2002
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