“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”.

07
Jun 12

I

 

As the official representative for the conformer sororities to a better society I must remind you of the tenants of being a valuable citizen:

Take your vitamins

Whiten your teeth

Sharp in the edge

Comb your hair

Don’t slouch

Watch your tone

Believe in God

Obey the law

Don’t cry

Buy now

Never live

Never try

Never feel

Never lie

Love the day

Fear the night

Do as we say

Obey

Obey

Obey

 

II

 

We’ll bury our mistakes

We’ll burn the remains

And pile in the corpses

On ritual flames

Smothering out any shadow of doubt

Don’t bother thinking, we’ll do it for you

III

 

You see… I have really weird days

I have really good days and I have

Really

Really

Really

Bad days

But the authorities have assured me never to fear

For they’ll soon have me cured

Just fill this prescription and take this pill

Take this sting

Take your meds…

To help your head

And I did.

But things still seem to hurt me

I take my meds to help my head

But things still seem to hurt me

I take my meds to help my head

But things still seem to hurt…

IV 

 

There are several things I would like to do before exothermic oxidation decides to consume my soul of hungry ghosts:

I’d like to fuck a supermodel every night for six consecutive weeks

I want to lead an ancient army into battle

I want to sleep on a bed blanketed with the skin of my enemies

I want to own a nation

I want to be crucified on a mesquite tree, resurrected three days later

I want to negotiate a multibillion-dollar deal on a boardroom on the six hundred and sixty sixth floor

downtown Manhattan or Wall street or Taiwan or some other metropolis that is just feeding off of its consumer fetishes.

I want to fight as a gladiator in ancient Rome

I want to pleasure the innocents out of four willing, wonderful women in a… sacred sex ceremony of blood and

flesh.

I want to capture the heart of a brilliant, decadent… wonderful artist… and never give it back.

I want to finally find thinkers, believers, seekers, those who are sick of living in this... mundane social identity of every day waking to put on the same cultural costume just so… the others... Won’t look at us… differently.

I want to finally realize, the honor, the power... and the perfect opportunity I have of being locked away in this...

damaged… beautifully flawed…

Skin present.  

V


Hi.

Listen…

Why don’t you just

have a seat

and…

No really just sit down,

Stay calm.

What I have to tell you is

 …is quite upsetting…

For you.

See, last night I...

took your girl

or… maybe it was your wife

into my mouth like she was

a communion wafer

offered out by a smiling, beguiling pope to an honest sinner.

Her body is bread, cleansed my sins in a sweet, greasy feast that will never ever cease…

to amaze her.

I ate her for hours.

Listening to her cries for help

Swallowed, tasted, enjoyed, digested, and then…

Shat back on the blankets into…

Coma sleep

Did she tell you?

Did she speak of this?

Her terror, for once enjoying herself?

Did she describe the beautiful sting, the scratching, the touching, the pulling, the sucking?

Did she tell you I buried my fingers in her deep enough to cause pregnancy?

Did she explain the rhythm, hmmm the pulse, the gathering climax?

Did she pretend not to care?

But you could see it in her eyes?

Did she giggle a little…

About being cannibalized?

Did she tell you that?

Did she?

No?

Ha. Well… she smelled like fresh melon and ocean air, I can tell you that.

  

Lyrics by Otep/Letra de Otep

 

Post Scriptum: transcrita de ouvido e não dispensa de forma absolutamente alguma a audição, de forma nenhuma, mesmo.


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