Straight from the Filth itself.

愛

2005-01-16T18:07:00.000-08:00

Love turns liquid
to flow through, to seep in, and soak into
the essence of being.
Oceans part and waves collide,
but all to be seen is you
standing between two opposing poles.

Not even the dwellers in heaven themselves
can destroy emotion,
the burning pinkish redish muckous-like substance
that's clogging love's breathing path.
Yet the spoken word of realization
is even more difficult than the feeling itself.

One day we'll meet,
at a place where even the tides of the world
will never change for us.
Where hands brushing through sand,
like a lock of hair,
feels oh so beautiful.

Please take these hands,
don't let me drown.
Soft, cold and welcoming.
Please take these hands,
don't let me drown.

Who the hell wants to fuck themselves for the rest of eternity?

2005-01-16T17:44:00.001-08:00

It's like the forces,
They've come up behind us.
They leave nothing behind,
Burning reckage of men.

I will not lie,
Time marches by
Like soldiers in unmarked uniforms
But that's no excuse
To set ourselves to self-destruct
-Divine Wind-
As we wave goodbye
To the ashes that lay in our wake.

There's no need,
It's not possible,
To fulfill our worldly urges.
Destroying each other
To protect ourselves,
From ourselves.
Installing yourself
As a god of this earth
So your memory of yourself is never passing.

We are like a single rain drop
Into an infinite ocean,
But that body of water is where we long to be.
Not to suffer as vapor,
Knowing that our brother and sisters
are existing in unity.
It is then
When we are banished to stare
At our sad sorry reflections
For the rest of eternity.

Before we meet at the sacred burial grounds
It will be like you never even said anything at all.
In the face of what is
You will crumble
Like the hollow shell of a man you are.

This can be changed.
We can change.
This all has to change.

Our little revolution.

2004-12-19T16:39:00.000-08:00

The flames burning inside
aren't enough to save us.
When we rise up from the streets,
my hand in yours,
we'll blend in together
with the doves that fly over head.
When our eyes lock
and reality spins around us,
we'll stay part of each other forever.
It's our little revolution
that calms the rumblings of the earth,
but we can't hold on much longer.

Let's fuse
while the flood washes us through the cracks
and let us trade breaths to survive.
Let the plagues rain down upon us
so that I can cover you in my robe.
Let you walk before I,
so when this ends
your presence is the last thing I feel
before I die.

The art of being fired upon, then firing back.

2004-12-19T16:37:00.000-08:00

It's like the sound of a bomb
dropping from a cargo bay,
as a girl sits below
staring out of a window sill
wishing for a better tomarrow.
The dirt has welled up
so thick in her eyes
she can barely see.

The end does not justify the means.

It's like searching for something
when you know it's not even there.
To puncture the heart and skull
for a banner that waves so proudly in the sky!
Having the man who has slaved for his children in your sights
is not some kind of honor.
We prefer to kill these people
rather than feed them and offer our hand.

You cannot start something in my name because I have no enemies.

To think that we smile
as a man hops across a deserted street,
sand kicking up in his face,
searching for the scraps left
as our tornado stormed through his home.
The sweat drips down his neck.
He wants to drop down in agony
and give up all hope,
as our world passes in flashes,
taking in what we want to see.
His day has just begun.

As the sun rises upon us, it really does set upon others.

Freedom only means they try harder to hide the truth.
Liberty only means they must persuade us to believe.

To think that our own
give themselves for an ideal
that I stand taller then you,
and that we must save the world.
With every explosion,
and with every voice silenced,
the only people we must save us from
is ourselves.

Rebloom

2004-12-19T16:30:00.000-08:00

Engines streaming monochromatic fumes
over the lights of our neon city.
Would you be me if you could?!
You know we all dont want to be where we be.
We hop, we skip, we jump
into the mass transit system of lonliness!
Why can't I be where I want to be?
Why can't YOU be me?
Why can't it be you who says goodbye,
receives the roses and sheds the tears?
Cut YOUR thumb on the thorns!

-Please?-

A snake, rolling over 4 stops.
4 stops...
That's all it took for me to say hello.
4 stops to freedom,
and 4 stops to total imprisonment.
To where i thought it was perfect,
in the end revealed it self.
It showed it's true colors.

Like a pawn in the hands of god, I'm sacrificed.
the lady who spins the wheel rarely hits my name,
but it seems that I'm lucky enough to have met you.
I'm lucky enough to have destroyed what I thought was perfect,
and I'm lucky enough to have everything start from the beginning.
That's how fucking lucky I am.

Like when I stared out the little glass rectangle
and tried to make out shapes, when i knew there was nothing there.
It's the little things that disrupt the system.
It's the flicker and shine in your eyes.
It's just who you are that just goes against whats "supposed" to be.

Is she really blindfolded?
The one who balances our trouble.
Everytime there's a piece of gold in front of me
I find plantinum.
Is that true justice in my life?
What is she trying to say?
What am I supposed to do?

And now that the scale has tipped,
it's only fair that we shed this weight
that's been holding us down for so long.
But it's a part of me now,
It's impossible to say goodbye.

It's the blues and the whites that came out of you tonight
that make me forget about the black and red.
My treasure chest is across the ocean,
but the jewels are right here with me.
It's hard to say exactly what it is about it
-or about me-
that make this "unknown" that much more veiled,
but all i can say is that its not getting much easier.

Let the well get deeper, and draw less water
allow the oasis to dry up,like the one in my heart.
Let the whole world move on,
please just fucking desert me,
because the drawings on the wall
are tearing me apart.