Man In The PhoneMan In The Phone
there's a scary man in the phone
who calls me up and makes me cry
then i see him and i can't wrap my head
around the idea that they're the same
there's a scary voice in my ear
and it keeps telling me i'm a liar
but haven't lied - i have no reason to
hide anything. so please stop accusing
there's a scary hand on my throat
i look down to see it's only mine
clutching neck skin - muffling breath
like preparing myself for the real thing
there's a scary cloud hovering here
and i shoo it away so violently
that it breaks into a million pieces
and then reforms bigger - heavier
there's a scary man in the phone
and he tells me things that aren't true
then i see him and i can't seem to fathom
how the two could possibly be you
I Am A Good GirlI Am A Good Girl
have i not proven enough
to the God of Deepest Fears
and the Prince of Anxiety?
have i not groveled there
at your poor waiting feet
every time you were sore?
have i not stood for your tests
of resistance against the cliffs
you almost threw me off of?
have i not proven myself
to the great Cardinal King
who demands and asks for more?
have i not suffered enough
of your accusations and the
bruising lay of your heavy heart?
have i not placed myself there
in front of your oncoming trains
to take the brunt of their weight?
have i not proven myself worthy
of your hugs, kisses, and love?
i may as well be your servant girl.
have i not loved you with all of me?
i may as well be your silent slave.
why don't you trust me to be faithful?
By ForceBy Force
I'm just a damsel in your horror scene
I'm the victim in your suspense film
And you keep making me cry
You keep making me give in
Please stop with your difficulty
I'd rather you just love me
Or shove me to someone who can
You've made me throw away
And you've taken my heart by force
For now I fear of repeating history
With salted cheeks and pencil marks
You are incurable, my love
I can't rearrange this crushed puzzle
With pieces that were stolen
And a box forged in mud and stones
You force me to choose your hand
Over my own friends of choice
For fear of death by heartbreak
I hate this sick feeling: helpless
But I love you all the same
And I will stay for the bitter end
"Fire and bombs rain to the ground"
I've made another mistake I see
And I will learn a lesson here
Just like all the others I had held
So dearly; with such tenderness
I am a fortress: cowering at your feet
And your warriors jab with swords
where's the sun now?
i walk this earth a corpse
i bend myself - twisted
i am limbo in limbo
find my mind, mentor
dig up my insecurities
and please pump me full
of sweet, sweet confusion
and don't return, You
the self i screamed into
who i told to leave me be
and begged to let it go
teacher, sensei, spare me
don't clog empty with vial
mentor, where's my chaos now?
where's my stability?
i am oceans in oceans
and i've been swimming for years
how long until i touch the core?
how far until starvation takes me?
hold down my power switch
and keep me dead-awake
my wires tangle in my sleep
prophet, show me the scissors
mentor, muffle these screams
so internal, so concealed
where's my northern wind?
where's the proud creature within?
and don't reburn, You
the other banished me
the one that used to cut me
with her claws that still threaten
so re-detatch me from me
and define the undefinable
reopen doors half-closed
and throw my curtains to the sky
i am limbo
the fallen colonel rises again
her eyes are electric with life
and her soul is lighter than ever
nearly four hundred years pass
and the ground spreads for her
bright light skims her open grave
now reach up towards the sky
brave fighter of The Great War
for the toxic air has dissipated
she takes up her heavy guns
and laces on rusted metal plates
to feel the weight of their protection
fighting a witch is no small feat
nor is it close to facing the beast
who eats hearts and stabs identities
now crawl up from the trenches
last warrior of The Ending Battle
you have the right to breathe here
the ones dead behind her feel it
the pain in the nails turned upright
born to pierce their decaying spines
memories slain and foes stepped on
a clear path leads to home's embrace
she drops her battle axe in the sand
now run up against the fresh wind
Avenged One of The Longest Wait
feel the gravedirt wash from your skin