“We are like roses that have never bothered to bloom when we should have bloomed and it is as if the sun has become disgusted with waiting”.

22
Mar 11


Suicide Trees


I spent my

whole life...
...In love with despair
Kept my lungs full
With the breath of their...
...Mute atmosphere
I became
What I hate
And thus
Shall I remain
To give birth to a
Mighty assassin
Armed with a weapon of words?
To defy the lies
To never compromise?

 No.

Today...

...My name
is pain.

I stood

Beyond the world
Whispering secret syllables in the...
...Eyeless dark
Dancing wildly
Round and round on the rotting ground
Surrounded by the dead dusts of hell

 

This is how I delete myself
And this is how I corrupt
Everyone else
To obey 

 

Obey
Betray 

 

You are not unique!

You do not need to think!

Take it!

(Take it)

(I will, I will, I will...)

You succumb

So nicely...
Like an insect staring back
Like a dying dove
My love 

So here we are again

 

The sheets are stained and bloodied
The animals scratch at my skin
Here we are again
My face is scraped and bloodied
I've nothing left to give...

I wasn't there.
I'm not involved.
I'm innocent.
It's not my fault.


I wasn't there, I'm not involved, I'm innocent, It's not my fault.

I wasn't there, I'm not involved, I'm innocent, It's not my fault.

 

Here in the suicide trees 

 Here in the suicide trees 


(No, bloody, bloody, bloody
Murder
Among the excitement of my sins
it’s not happening) 

So here we are again
In secret ceremonies
Changing shape, amen
Here we are again
Pretending not to notice
The illness sneaking in...

I wasn't there.
I'm not involved.
I'm innocent.
It's not my fault.
I wasn't there, I'm not involved, I'm innocent, It's not my fault.

I wasn't there, I'm not involved, I'm innocent, It's not my fault.

(I wasn't there, I'm not involved, I'm innocent, It's not my fault.)


Here in the suicide trees

Here in the suicide trees


Toil and labour, hate your neighbour, faith in favour, obey

Toil and labour, hate your neighbour, faith in favour, obey


Obey!!!


Here I do as I please, obey, here in the suicide trees, obey

Here I do as I please, obey, here in the suicide trees, obey


Hate your neighbour

Hate your neighbour


The animals scratch at my skin


It's not happening


Lyrics by Otep Shamaya/Letra da autoria de Otep Shamaya

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