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Canister

  1. Tape entry number one
  2. I'm lost between deciding a machete, a gun
  3. A petrol canister, a knife, or a club
  4. Whichever way it's done, I'm getting locked up
  5. I spent a few hours last night praying to stars but none of them come
  6. My mind couldn't change the Father, so I hope to God that His son sees
  7. Because I've felt that I've drowned in water despite how the Sun beams
  8. Some see clearly but I just feel like I'm uneven
  9. But fuck it, if I smother this home in Holy Water &see how the Sun breathes
  10. Flames decorating the wood beams
  11. It could be that your end is brought by your own ease
  12. Death secured by the home that secured you once before
  13. Charcoal body embodies the floor
  14. The pictures that depict everybody you thought
  15. To hold dearest, the ones you loved or those who grow nearest
  16. My love will grow fierce
  17. Tell me whats thicker
  18. The blood or the dumb bitch that
  19. Thought it'd be a good idea to poke sticks at
  20. The person who'd have traversed to the edge of this Earth
  21. A person who stood amidst all the grit you dispersed
  22. And all the shit that you had to give, you just relentlessly hurt
  23. Him, so now it's murder, murder
  24. Let your sins fall victim to this oil that burns ya
  25. And if you ever plead for mercy or forgiveness from this burning
  26. Just remember every word and everything you did's deserving
  27. Of bottomless pits, Heaven was never meant for burdens
  28. So as I walk across the lawn
  29. A lamppost glows in the distance to forbid the dawn
  30. An orange light flows upon the hand that has the canister drawn
  31. And in my mind I tell myself I'm ready for war
  32. Like Alexander the Great or lesser greats who never made it in songs...
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  34. I inhale the air around me
  35. It's astounding just how much a few seconds count and
  36. I wish I had a thousand
  37. Because I know in the future I'll just recount this
  38. How much I'll hate myself for burning down your house
  39. But a trick with courage is just pushing yourself beyond return
  40. So if you stick on the verge of lunging deeper into murder
  41. Everything will just relieve you of its purpose
  42. And if you go back then, life will be a circle
  43. A victim to a rebel til it swings and you've returned
  44. So this is tape entry number two
  45. Tape number one foretold what's to come, this one'll see you
  46. So I happen upon your front door
  47. I ponder on whether to come forth
  48. Knock twice or walk around the corner towards
  49. The entry confined by your dumb porch
  50. It leaves me an obstacle that's soon rendered obsolete
  51. I only have to climb some feet
  52. And then an open window only serves to prevents retreat
  53. I seize the opportunity to climb within and the canister I tossed beneath
  54. My ears sink into a pit of silence that speaks louder
  55. Than anyone would ever think, my hands grip around the
  56. Hook of the canister I had tipped against the widest
  57. Wall that supported a Crucifix
  58. The son of God's arms spread out like wings amidst the brewing pit
  59. My head sunk toward my chest, I must confess I'm due to sin
  60. But nobody, you or Him can stop me from going through with it
  61. I don't intend to wake so I decorate your floorboards
  62. Oil spills towards the wood served up within your halls
  63. It only took me a few minutes til I was finished
  64. I make my way out the same entrance that served as your sentence
  65. But first I must strike the match against the box
  66. And so I do for a flame to latch upon
  67. For only it to be tossed
  68. And let me tell you that there's nothing more pure or sweeter
  69. Than a fire that soars within halls, to just be breathing
  70. Down previously painted walls and then the screaming
  71. Pleading for mercy and not even the Crucifix could halt the Demons
  72. I make my way back to my car, and I'm setting on off
  73. In the rear view I can still hear you
  74. You didn't scream my name, plead to God as it neared you
  75. The flames cleansed your body in Lucifer's light
  76. The kiss of death blessed over you as the Sun grew through the night
  77. And the orange helm cast over the room I ignited
  78. I'm sorry to say God is merciful and I'm just a tyrant
  79. So pay your penance with him and maybe I will in time...

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