1. Dolls Eyes

She layed quietly while you stroked her hair
She layed silently and made believe that you wern't there
Dolls heads dot the floor, and her stains will remain for ever more
She just lays there quiet, all her feelings dead and gone
Hoping he never comes back, once he's finally done

She screams but it makes no sound from beneath her pillow
All the roses are wilting and the well has finally gone dry
The only reassurence that she's human is the tears from the weeping willow
And this means to her that peace will be achieved even if she has to die

The dolls eyes are all on him
Dolls eyes are all on him, breathing frozen breath
The swing set's swing's still swinging
Like the noose she's hanging from, that's wraped around her neck

She screams but it makes no sound from beneath her pillow
All the roses are wilting and the well has finally gone dry
The only reassurence that she's human is the tears from the weeping willow
And this means to her that peace will be achieved even if she has to die

Her eyes are growing tired, slowly the degrade to pristine glass
Her skin dries up and hardens out, her hair becomes a tangled mess
Clean her up as best you can, but those stains will never lift from her dress
Nothing ever saved her from you so nothing can save her from herself
Another porcine doll for your new born babies shelf

The dolls eyes are all on him
Dolls eyes are all on him, breathing frozen breath
The swing set's swing's still swinging
Like the noose she's hanging from, that's wraped around her neck

The dolls eyes are all on you
The dolls eyes are all on you
Hanging from your daugthers shelf
Your hands are forever stained
Locked inside your head, you very own prison cell

The dolls eyes are all on him
Dolls eyes are all on him, breathing frozen breath
The swing set's swing's still swinging
Like the noose she's hanging from, that's wraped around her neck

The dolls eyes are all on him
The dolls eyes are all on him
The dolls eyes are all on him
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2. Broken

Happiness, it finally happend, I was at peace
The world was gone and all I wanted was for this feeling to last
But a six headed lion was barreling into my present
A demon I hadn't quite killed born from my past

Then my world stopped, and her head hit the floor
My world broke apart at the seams when I wouldn't hear her voice anymore
A death angel came to repay and old score
My happiness, my peace, will be dead for evermore

Broken, my reality's become tattered and torn
And you stand alone to bear my wrath and my scorn
A price needs to be payed for everything that was taken away
I think it's time for your blood to be spilled, your life is the price you'll have to pay
You can barely call it homocide, you nothing more than a rabid ape
A rabid beast must be euthinized
Her death was peaceful and silent, but you'll go in a blaze of wrath and hate

She had lips of suguar and a face of a cherub, that is until you had her drowning in her own blood
Now some sort of retaliation is earn and reserved
Her hair was like soft down, her body was like a sclupture of michelangelo
Remember when the railroad spike is in your skull, it's more than you deserve

Everything that was right has gone horribly wrong
How is it the scum can kill the beautiful seraph and her songs
The crystal palace has turned into glass shards and I drifted out of denile
Hell hath no fury like my wrath, so watch how high the bodies pile

Every single fucking thing that hurts inside
You are the reason for my pain, it's written under the your lies
that I see through
Justice is blind just like everyone else so they'll all turn blind eyes
When I pull the trigger and the bullet flys through you.

Broken, my reality's become tattered and torn
And you stand alone to bear my wrath and my scorn
A price needs to be payed for everything that was taken away
I think it's time for your blood to be spilled, your life is the price you'll have to pay
You can barely call it homocide, you nothing more than a rabid ape
A rabid beast must be euthinized
Her death was peaceful and silent, but you'll go in a blaze of wrath and hate
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3. Dead today

There was something, empty and cold, living behind that mask
A man living after being dead goes to sleep in that casket
A hole within that heart, A blank stare coming from behind dead eyes
Hollow as he is gone, Empty and rotting away on the inside
Grasping for nothing, hoping for something,
Hoping for what isn’t there
Praying in vain, He knows God’s never coming
Laying their dying and no one cares

A cold breeze stirs the grass that surrounds his corpse
A chill deadened by all of that pain
He tries to stand but his body can stand the strain
He calls out for help as he falls, he’ll never win
His body hits the ground one more time, no one ever comes
He can’t feel himself dying, his body is lifeless and numb
Just another festering body, He’s dead inside again

He can’t stand the person on the other side of that mirror
Puts on that false mask to stay alive in this dead world
Awakes every day and fights the spasms of fright and pain
At home at night he tries to sleep, but then the nightmares come
They’ve stabbed him in the back again but never feels,
His body has grown cold and stiff, he’s grown dead and numb

The world around him grows more hollow everyday, he tries to hold on
It’s too late for this world, humanity is dead, everyone is already gone
He tried to wake them up, he tried to save them all, but they just threw him away
It’s pointless to try to save tomorrow, the world is already dead today.

She’s standing there without any expression, still as a sculpture
But she’s dropping on the inside, she’s falling forever.
She’s an empty tear, rolling down society’s plastic face
Staining the perfection, we’ve all come to expect from this world
She cut the puppeteers strings, and broke from her enslavement to their show
They just play their games, they love to hurt her, that little girl

She sits up at night, at the edge of her bed, tears soaking that porcelain mask
She tries to hide behind the make up, all she wants is to be herself is that to much to ask
She wakes up again, she’s broken out in a cold sweat, she prays to become somebody else
She gets out of bed without any hope of release, she wakes up to the same decaying smell.
All she wants in life is to smile one last time, before this world tears her apart
She prays to a God who died a long time ago, but every day is just another life sentence in Hell.


The world around her grows more hollow everyday, she tries to hold on
It’s too late for this world, humanity is dead, everyone is already gone
She tried to wake them up, she tried to save them all, but they just threw her away
It’s pointless to try to save tomorrow, the world is already dead today.
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4. Portrait

He feels a chill as he puts the cold barrel into his mouth
He pulls the trigger, hears a bang and the blood pours out
That tiny bullet drilled a hole right through his head
You rush into his room but it's too late, he's already dead

The pressures of this world became too much
He was out of options He had no where left to hide
He's the perfect fucking portrait of teen suicide

She paints a pretty picture, always the color red
That glinting blade is her paintbrush, The Pale horse is her steed
She's waiting to lose at Russian Roulette
That Razor's her answer as her wrists start to bleed

The pressures of this world became too much
She was out of options She had no where left to hide
She's the perfect fucking portrait of teen suicide

Staring into a void, trying to find our salvation
Watching our lives pass of by on our television screens
Everyone stops, but only to stare, never to stem the immolation
It's like a rerun of the Mie Li Massacre, nothing ever stifles the screams

It's like the world has been caught in a loop
We're fed the same concoction of blood in our gruel
The same waking destruction, ripples and rips us apart
We are played and hypnotized by it, like the kings fool

The pressures of this world became too much
We ran out of options and you know we had no where left to hide
We're all artists painting the perfect fucking portrait of teen suicide

She was staring in the mirror, watching her life drain
He laid there lifeless, with the pistol in his hand
It was their only solution to the interminable agony and pain
When it came right down to it, life is an hour glass and we are the sand
That's why it's useless to fight, your body can barely crawl
We are the hour glasses sand and we are destined to fall
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5. Dead to me

The Medias poison constricts our veins and clouds are eyes
Staring into the sun letting the heat burn the retenas into ash
Society has packaged and mass produced us, we're programmed to be controled, Our eyes are marbles, Our morals are for sale, And our plastic flesh is supported by bones made of glass

Cleanse us in our blood, Burn us with our radiation, We are the self destructive masters of death, Our bodies no longer decay the metal only rusts
Light the blow torch, and give us our weapons, We are the killing machine, We kill you while You kill us

My rationality is fading, life's lost it's reverance
Eyes wide shut, seeing everything without observance
Cold and alone, crucified and reality desconstucting, World's a black pearl
I am hanging from the limb
I'm empty, alone and cold
I'm dead to the world
This world is decaying
This plastic world is rotting away
Lombotomized zombies, Ignorant Monkeys, To dead to feel to blind to see
This world is plastic
This world is dead
This world is dead
Dead to me

Sanctity has died with vieity and this world is next in line
No hope of salvation for a race of jesters and slaves
Wake up in the morning to a world that wishes I didn't
Take a step out of bed and I have one foot in the grave
You try to get inside of my head, you try to break me into sand
Beat me like a rag doll, unleash your hatred for you upon me
Your nothing in this life, You amount to dust
You're a pathetic hollow human clone, no innered just a synthetic husk

I hate the vanity, I hate the stupidity, I despise this disgusting excuse of humanity
It's all the same to me, The pain, The lies, The guilt
Impale my hands on roses thorns and watch the petals wilt
An ever repeating cycle that we've grown accustomed too
This world is dead to me and I am dead to you
Hate, Angst, Futility, Life is just a game
Dress it up in different wrappers but it's all the same

My rationality is fading, life's lost it's reverance
Eyes wide shut, seeing everything without observance
Cold and alone, crucified and reality desconstucting, World's a black pearl
I am hanging from the limb
I'm empty, alone and cold
I'm dead to the world
This world is decaying
This plastic world is rotting away
Lombotomized zombies, Ignorant Monkeys, To dead to feel to blind to see
This world is plastic
This world is dead
This world is dead
Dead to me
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6. It had to come to this

He's taken all he can take
Under all that weight, being flogged like a pack mule, he's about to break
Not even his parent's notice the scars about his wrists
Maybe that's why it had to come to this

Videos of girlfriend gun freaks, packing the automatic death machine
It's like the prelude to a horror movie on the movie screen
Drag past the point of no return and legs broken by their words
All that was left was to bring down the persecutors down with him to be eaten by the worms

It had to come to this
It had to come to this

It was like the world was shot that day
And it tore the eyelids off our eyes
It was this worlds fault for being so dumb and blind
For reality to strike thirteen had to die

No one was listening or cared to even hear
A little boys screams of pain, suffering and fear
But all that turmoil festered deep into hate and wrath
So it was decided in his breaking mind, that it would end in a bloodbath

So the whiteboards were stained red
And Terror was the order of the day
No one attacks me with immpunity was the lesson taught
It was time that everyone had to pay

It had to come to this
It had to come to this
They had to go this far
They had to go this far

And so the seeds of hate were sown
And The Death Tree was finally fully born
Force fed the fruits, with bullet wounds
We all went back to school that day
We found what you get when you mix pain and hate

Thirteen bodies plus two more, that's the price we payed
But the truth is the memory will always fade
This horror noir will be played again, when someone adds the proper fuel to the fire
Soon enough we'll have killed ourselves in the final funeral pyre

It had to come to this
It had to come to this
They had to go this far
They had to go this far
They left this world
They left this world
And when they left
They left this world with a bullet scar
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7. Runaway

Non sensical babbling infects her hearing and her sight
All her senses tainted by the poisoned candy canes you fed
All she can smell is the shit in this world, all she can feel are the knives in her back
She feels like she's all chopped up with her head in the burlap sack

She's sleeping in the middle of a highway
Covered with a soiled newspaper, rocks cradle her head
She ignores the engines demon roars
The dirty socks around her wrists can't hold in all the blood she's bled

It's useless for her to hide under the covers
Because the boogyman has slithered out from under her bed
The reason there's no monsters in her closet
They're all eatinging her inside, the buried in her head

Try to put your broken heart back together with gum and paper clips
But it only falls apart after the tape bloodies up, hearbreak is a rerun, a cd that only skips
She can't do anything about her world breaking in half and falling apart.
Once she crosses the finish line she's right back at the start

One path spilts in half and again and then once more at each fork
But they all lead deeper and deeper into the dark
She stumbles on rocks and trips on gnarled roots
Her soft face shatters like glass on the cold dead ground
She screams until she bleeds but there's never any sound

She's sleeping in the middle of a highway
Covered with a soiled newspaper, rocks cradle her head
She ignores the engines demon roars
The dirty socks around her wrists can't hold in all the blood she's bled

wow that was quite the read. welcome to df.

Thank you, I feel like this is a good place to hang out. Seems like I have a lot of like minded people to have intelligent conversations with. Hope you liked the work.

that was quite a read, but it was worth it.

I am glad you feel that way. look forward to reading more.