All Entries in the "Antimatter" Category
Cipher
Aloft the misty toil of days
Through the mud and puddled sounds of rain
Mystery men were making their way
To calculate particles of maniacal pain
Mystery Defeats the Malevolent Foe
Be extremely subtle even to the point of formlessness. Be extremely mysterious even to the point of soundlessness. Thereby you can be the director of the opponent’s fate.
Plastic Soul
Cesspool foray and
Plastic parades in the
The painful synthetic day
Styrofoam lords
Empty black from their doors
Into grunge of the urban ashtray
The League of Shadows
The shadow people
Drive in the dark
Of black sedans
With silicon chips that tap, tap, tap
Into the depths of strange wastelands
The Sound and the Fury
Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time, And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And [...]
Rented Out Soul
They think I’m a madman
But they don’t really know
Cause they’re living in torment
Of a rented out soul
Disturbia
Disturbing sounds of meaning
Television and crowds of talkers
Endless bits of painful chatter
The noise of normal
Really formal
Pretending all the poise and laughter
Hurt
I hurt myself today To see if I still feel I focus on the pain The only thing that’s real The needle tears a hole The old familiar sting Try to kill it all away But I remember everything What have I become? My sweetest friend Everyone I know Goes away in the end And [...]
The Art of Dying
There’ll come a time when all of us must leave here Then nothing Sister Mary can do Will keep me here with you As nothing in this life that I’ve been trying Could equal or surpass the art of dying There’ll come a time when all your hopes are fading When things that seemed so [...]
Quietus
To be, or not to be: that is the question: Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to take arms against a sea of troubles, And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep; No more; and by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache [...]
Cry Havoc
Blood and destruction shall be so in use
And dreadful objects so familiar
That mothers shall but smile when they behold
Their infants quarter’d with the hands of war;
Alone at Night
All that I have done And all that I have failed to do Remnants of a balance stained Has left me in a shade of blue My thoughts are sputtering and Spiraling around The shields I built have tumbled down… I sit alone Gazing towards an empty space I cannot grasp the time or place Yet [...]
