The saddist( 8-7-06) ( LYRIC/POEM))

USED, AMMATURE, PROFOUND

no need for compromise
once you've fallen into my hands
UNSAFE and reality holds INSANITY
in the grip of yesteryears

pick me up-bend me-break me
throw me,wall to wall
torture me in your bliss
HELL has no right, no way
heaven is just tbe fairy tale
you tell your children

SUPERFIED the soldiers words
his actions,taken for granted
STUPIDIFIED, you lay in waiting hands
fearing you HAVE fallen from grace
yet you have already hit BOTTOM

KILL! humanity, LOST it's touch
in such demented revrese views

Saddist- smiles in pain, thru stories of
twisted fate, FALSE reality
turn to your reason for living
and ask for more

~LAUGH~