It is all done wrong, or so it appears. It is all
done right. Eternal eyes. I am pressing on no matter
how it looks. It is all planned out. Understatement.
Lay your hands on your mouth. Negativity. I don't want to hear it. Your cursed tongue. This is greater than you. This is greater than me. Flawless. Increase time and it will all fall into place. I don't care about surroundings. I don't care about wicked words. I don't care about surroundings. I don't care about desire. I don't care because it is a waste of my time. Don't sell out. It all comes to these words a battle field inside my mind. Shall I take her or leave her. I will site my sites north. I will not feed it doubt. I will not be cursed by doubt or a concubine wife.
Bless the Martyr and Kiss the Child
Artist: Norma Jean- The Entire World Is Counting On Me And They Don t Even Know It
- Face Face
- Memphis Will Be Laid To Waste
- Creating Something Out Of Nothing Only To Destroy It
- Pretty Soon I Don t Know What But Something Is Going To Happen
- The Shotgun Message
- Sometimes It s Our Mistakes That Make For The Greatest Ideas
- I Used To Hate Cell Phones But Now I Hate Car Accidents
- It Was As If The Dead Man Stood Upon The Air
- The Human Face Divine
- Organized Beyond Recognition