Lyrics for a future dirge I might compose one day...

Sung to a tune that only I know, to be released in the future one day after it's complete. Just posting a line or two before I forget it.

Ahem.

They promised me-...
Eternal rest-...
As they carried me-...
In a wooden chest-;

They lowered me-...
Without a sound-...
They buried me-...
Deep in-the-ground-;

Alone I lay-...
What's passed is past-...
There's no prayers today-...
Only curses cast-;

My thoughts do stray-...
As I recall-...
In the spot I lay-...
The time of my fall-;

There's no hope of release-...
No hope on the 'rizon (horizon)-...
Where should there be peace-...
Is only anger a-risin'-;

I
Feel
My
RAGE
In-side of me...

Stru-ggli-ing...

As it builds in-ten-si-ty...

No one will ever know
As long as I never show
The hate, the pain, the fear inside of me-...;

Eyes through stone will ever sting-...
Their eyes I'll ever feel-...
Their lies and harsh words ring-...
Past regrets will never heal-;

They buried dead a living man-...
A man in life who had never lived-...
A pawn in some great master plan-...
As a stone squeezed 'til he gived-;

You can't give when there's nothing there-...
Such lies come ea-si-ly-...
It's too damn hard when you don't want to care-...
When it's a part of me-;

Abused in life and abused in death-...
The price of vengeance they'll pay-...
I curse out loud with my final breath-...
I don't want to stay!-;

But here I am chained to our world-...
A hollow mo-(o)ck-ery-...
It seems my dreams lay un-furled-...
................

Dammit. Lost it. SOMEONE upstairs is playing some god-damned Disney fucking sing-a-long retro-crap from some god-forsaken dead era of happy-crappy family dance-a-long tappity-tap-tap crap piece of #^%$ blarghh!!!!!

I had a few more lines to go. Nothing seems to fit the way I want it to. Like I said, these are just tid-bits of half-baked ideas that one day in the future I plan on weaving into this dirge-metal song I'm privately working on in the depths of my head. Only, the really good stuff is lost when I get an idea at 4:30 in the morning with no pen/paper/lights/glasses nearby and I manage to easily pass out and go back to sleep (something I can't do the rest of the time, ^THANK YOU^ God...). Or, my ideas are lost when some other piece of crap music is played, you know, the REEEEEEEELLLLLLLYYYYYYYYY ANNNNOYYYYYYYYINGGGGGG stuff, like little Annie yuppie-bitch movies that their playing upstairs. You want to know why there's pedophiles in the world people? It's because some fuck-heads were forced to watch little orphan Annie dress up in tiny little skirt-dress thingies and act grown-up and kiss adult men on the Disney-fucking movies. Fuck you Walt Disney, not the man (who is awesome by the way), no. A big FUCK YOU to Walt Disney the MEGA-FUCKWAD-CORPORATION that makes these annoying movies like, oh, I don't know... Bambi 3, or Pinnochio Ripoff 5, ^SHREK^ (<-Blam this piece of crap!), the re-re-re-re-re released version of, omfg, CINDERELLA! (Viewers note: old Disney stuff is great, very few of the newer stuff is ho-hum almost okay, anything that was made in uder a month like Cars or Shrek is shit. Your opinion doesn't matter, my words are truth. Shrek is shit, period. Don't like it, fuck off. Shrek is shit. Period. Thank you, have a wonderful day. P.S. Kill Shrek.).

Ugh. Disney. Yes, I have a serious dislike of most Disney movies. You want a good Disney movie? I seriously recommend Pirates of the Carribean, Anastasia, and if you can find it, an old humourous goodie called The Black Cauldron.

Anyways. My up-above-posted poetry thingie is not a reflection of my current mood. Everything is fine. My job is stressful, but it's all good. I just had a few wicked ideas to jot down, and then a few more, and a few more, and bam. I'm suddenly blamming Disney crap. Heh heh, please excuse my 'innappropriate' language :P.

I haven't finished uploading all of my vacation videos onto Google video like I said I would. I still have them of course, I just haven't posted them onto the net yet. It's coming, this summer, I promise. Not today though.

My good friend Shawn Harding is blabbing stuff now... Can't focus... lost-... in-... blabber-bullshit-... helppppp.....

Will talk later.