Cage

been sinking so fast I just passed a stone, been hurting so much my laugh killed a moan, and though I am nought I now have a throne, not something I sought just a cage of my own

Questions From the Dark

What dark designs does destiny deign dearly to deliver?
Do all who hide in my shadow still crawl along and shiver?
What deep desires could make your eyes cry blood and body quiver?
Could it involve a trickster come to sell you down the river?

Think hard: do all you count as friends play truthfully and fairly?
Or do shards of unjust hate attack you in the face full squarely?
What keeps your inner fire alive, alight - do you yet dare me?
Relax: these days I invoke chaos magic oh so rarely...

Frame Surfing

looking from outside it all
its seems like I'm plunging
fast freefall
through a wraparound movie
moving me about
out to where the inside's turning inside out
out where outsiders battle with
the outrage at the rage within

it's well past time to offer gifts of pity
i've reached the last outpost at the end of history
i'm at the gatehouse of Hell's night-cloaked city
where the future is known, and the past is a mystery

find the portal, make your move
take that path you feel unearthing
split time-space, vacate your groove
sex/drugs/death equals frame surfing

PayTime

off the track
left the path
dug a hole
deep and black
too far gone
lost my way
dug a hole
time to pay

dug a hole
lost my way
too far gone
time to pay
dug a hole
off the track
sold my soul
deep and black

too far gone
lost my way
left the path
time to pay
sold my soul
dug a hole
off the track
deep and black

lost my way
off the track
too far gone
left the path
dug a hole
deep and black
sold my soul
and no way back