What Gifts did to Sunday, Christmas

It seems Sunday morning has become meaningless
Just like what unwrapping gifts brought upon Christmas day
For all the wrong reasons in life you chose to fight
Not for family, or human rights, but for your comfortable pew
Though you change your spot, its not your fault you ran away
The old one bears the black spot of someonelse' broadcasted shame
A panel made judgement claimed over another comfort seeking soul

How could she have ever knew her son's marriage would fall apart
Divorce wasn't what she tuaght and yet an optional choice he made
So her son might not give up his soul to obtain a pretty view
A plastic version of the girl he once knew

Won't lay claims from a mobile pulpit that I'm a saint
My sexual preference is against the blindness of your belief
But human rights equality burns so bright deep inside of me
I'm only one raging against your ignorance
Bigotry, and blind out of context believing conformity
A series of facts you embrace claiming you'll never change

I desire to make myself clear so please read my lips
Fuck you and who you've always been
You raised me, toss me out, and label my existense a sin
I can agree with you that the way you exist
Is a blind love I'll never know

godless judgements can't help save your soul
When for love you'll safrifice nothing not even time
But for a status you'll sell your child's soul
As a mathmatics equation equality's moral truth wiil challenge you
Forward no longer into the mistakes of past you must go
Retrace your path or step into a dangerous unknown

Learn from the ignorant comfort h(e)aven you lived in
When nothing but money would you do for those you profess to love
You didn't raise a finger only angry eyes and a mocking voice
As a war cry of vocal rage against your own to fight

Daily towards heaven or hell you must go
You are the one to blame for your own every day
On the tele the evangelist screams in unkown tungues
And the prompter ticks with a resounding bell
Another angel gets their wings as we condemn
A new Christian to our blind believing auditorium hell

When I think of you and what you put me through
Just to be accepted and have your Sunday morning show
I wish you could see how your destroyed my faith
A relationship with Christ that was never really there

Even now in service I hear your emotional voice over flow
With the words that never filled the gap in your soul
But made you feel good and a decent man once a week
When in the dark lighting in hushed voices you did sing
Welcome to the knowledge of hell's hypnosis you all embrace
On Sunday mornings as you fall over, stream tears and knees quake

I forgot Church's purpose so long ago
When the hatred therein created a hole
Just like what unwrapping gifts did to Christmas day
It seems also that Sunday morning has become meaningless
For a status in an unholy building you sold my soul
And all the lives therein sling pity upon other's shame
Created by non other than your judgements and blame

Sunday Mourning Status

Your loving words were a camoflaouge for my cage
Dedicated my soul to a God you never knew
To feel accepted by those sitting in rows of pews
Decorated my childhood with fancy Sunday clothes
To fulfill an acceptance quota or sit silently in shame

13 years old and I've never known you cared
Fatten my body with memories of smile covered gluttony
Only to suite me up for my weekly auditorium inspection
During the week you mock me for my weight
I still wiegh myself and no matter the numbers I'm filled with hate
I swallow my food to belimicly fuck it up all over again
Take me back to the first years of rage
To repair the error of my ways
When you told your wife to be good
And feed our ignorant appitites

You should have blown me away before I came to know
The deeply established hatred you bare for me
Because I wouldn't conform to what you believe
That enables hell to speak through your eyes
Showing your wife and pew your raging soul

Preacher prays a prayer over treacherous children
Ringing the bell relieving us to children's church again
Condemning the fat kid in the corner to a life without a friend
God the Christ child created this fucked up son
In his world wide hated mold

I begin to cry that I won't go
But to you, my tears are your shame
A disturbance in the perfect pew
A scene hushed as the ceremony was under away
The weakness of emotion you'll mock at home
But on that Sunday morn your grip went stern and eyes went cold
You'd do anything to meet the weekly Sunday status quoe

I won't speak of love on that hollow soul displaying day
I can't sit in silence to cover your weekly grievances anymore
Acceptance to the cliques should no longer dominate church life
We tolerate immoral unequality so we can live comortably
Standing by on the sidelines as it obliterates people's lives
We charish vacant relations of polite clique acceptance
From those who don't leave trash and sit upright upon the pew
More than the children existing malnourished in your own home

You should have blown me away long ago
Before I established my deep beliefs on equality
Now your left with an equation of why you bare hatred for me
Because I wouldn't conform to what you've been told to believe
When I look into your orbs I see the blind raging eyes of hell
Go on controlling the only being soon to be left in your life
She standing silently beside you in submission in your pew
Filling the status quoe of not your Sunday mourning clique Biblical abuse with singled out verses of submission
Clearly your blind belief blurred your vision
Welcome to the Sunday mourning clique
On the backside of the Monday truthcast edition

Lying Tribute

Today is come to pass and gone
And I spend my days now advocating rights
For those you mock and by your beliefs condemned to hell
I will never sacrifice again for the evil you've become
Father you betrayed me but you'll never remember
You hid memories far away so you wouldn't have to look back
And now I watch as you brush me aside
Because of my sexuality I could no longer deny

I've never again desired to care
For anything you have to say
You fucked our relationship over that fateful day
You didn't realize the damage you'd do
When you showed your bigotry and called me gay
Now feel the rebuttal as forever forgiven to forget
You'll be as I walk away

Cut the ties and confess the ties that bind us are over
The years spent together in my heart are dust
No longer will I conform to your religious dreams
I've seen this world change, and regress into anti aid
Charity on display to show your friends ones ethical pride
And so my heart by means of words defies your rage

Just like my first memories of your the same
Mocked me at 13 for my weight until I died inside
Then replaced my clear thoughts of despairing pains
With deluded congestion from your nauseated sounds
Their blind words repeated from the pulpit from your mouth
But in the end you'll find no safety when your words come unbound

Now you look at the corpse in a casket
Your hands paid for the rusted staples that hold my eyes shut
Now visit me alone in an auditorium put on display
Sit in front of the box you crafted that bears your blood's name
Even in death you control my fame and the choices I could make
Creating a guest list to solidify segregation for my friends
You weren't prepared but did well to hide my beliefs
As the doors shut to hide you and a father's shame

A ceremony altered from the dream it was supposed to be
A vision in a memory of a father's perfect image
That never came to be and a son's dream of global equality
No matter what race, age, or gender there would be aid
But the father broke it with separation in a well crafted plan
That spread like the plague infecting the works of my pen
Lies spoken to alter the truths and the way I should have remembered

Now you know where you'll find me
6 feet under in a box crafted to hide labeled sin
Behind which lies the father's images of crime
Just like the faults of current society
Its not the lack of funds but selfishness
And separation imbued by hearts of charcoal
Allowing children to walk bear feet on concrete
All dedicated to greediness for society's dark souls

During my ceremony for a death of ill brought up offspring
You stood to give my the conformity eulogy
Altered as soon as it touched your hands
All my friends words hidden so you could be perfect again
You had to hide your shame replacing your pains
With lies embedded in images no one would ever know
Peer down at the casket to hide the tragedy of my dead wishes
Behind your eyes flickers the anger of justifications
At the helplessness you feel inside
As the dreams of my life you now with hold
No one shall ever see the true me
Only images and lies you allow to be displayed

If I could replace all your shame I wouldn't
You didn't deal with me just hid me under a rug
I am the evil in your closet and the darkness of your past
If only you could change maybe we could have overcome
But all that you've thrown away is me like the trash
As comfort is so much easier than embracing change
But for me now in the grave I face the evils of death on my own

Everyone's eyes stuck open staring down at me
Just like those looking through rusted eyes almost shut
Soon they'll believe the images of hell you set upon me
Cleaned my flesh with charcoal in the end
From all the days you spent in a self created cage
No matter what you say now over me
You'll always be ignorant, blind, and unchanging in evil conformity
To a belief you've never even dared to question or see in me

Dream of Generations

If I could I'd take the worlds pain
The blame of a thousand angry generations
3rd world debt and the ancient hatred that binds
Pound it into myself like nails and die for it all

In the skies the angels scream with rage
While congress unanimous decision is unity to pacify
So sit back frozen in your arm char and watch the daily parade
While the Devil steals away their justice and your future
So someday he can obtain your soul at night

See the flesh burned to bones
As the tanks of rebels roll past
Grasp my daydream and say goodbye
To the evil pictures in your hand
Forever they will be behind your closed eyes
Unbidden it will change love in your mind

I'll show you I'm not afraid to die
If I could I'd take the worlds pain
The blame of a thousand angry generations
3rd world debt and the ancient hatred that binds
Pound it into myself like nails and die for it all
But fuck it all I'm just one man
So with my words I display the this daydream
Of us all unbound by hatred with equal status
In all our subconscious divisions of heart and mind

No one believes me, that for justice
We must unify for every passer by
Otherwise there will be no future for hope
Take my hand and kiss ignorance goodbye

We The Crowd

The counselor said you were ok
Beyond measure of his experience
So you went to the bar to celebrate healing
But hid your sorrows still in shots filled with bliss

Reconsider the pain divided by lies, truth, and shame
Hidden so much with your lying words
And with your brilliant butterfly tattoos painted
To hide the scares he crafted in the darkness
So none of us should ever find out your pain
I hope that soon you remember
That this feeling runs rampant among us

Wake up to find yourself
Not hidden but bright and brilliantly loved
Here in the vast openness of this damaged crowd
Know the love hidden by therapists
Paid off by parents who claim to know best
And for all intentions have their own blessed wishes
To hide their crimes of ignorance and abuse towards us
The open to truth but oh so damaged crowd

Brace yourself for a future without us
As we sink together into traumatic bliss
The feelings and knowledge of love
Found in truthfulness
A right belonging to everyone
Even yourselves

She hid away behind the bottle
To hide her shame of her husbands crimes
At night he left her alone to find you
And then he claimed again and again
Your body's innocence
He pillaged your mind
And forever bent your spine

Wake up to find yourself
No longer hidden but bright and brilliantly loved
Here in the vast openness of this damaged crowd
Standing together forever as one by one we fall
Grab our arms to find hope amongst us
The accepting and yet damaged crowd

Come lets rewind time
To find yourself in the future
Where his past is truth gone by
Spoken to redeem your soul
Now find yourself amongst us all
Here in the oh so damaged crowd

We've got so much in common
Such a fucking damaged crowd
Welcome to the love we've together found
In the bliss of pain and sufferings
You paid off therapists can't help us now
We've all found one another
Amongst the family we made
In this fucked up damaged crowd

Once long ago David was changed
By a father who claimed to know best
Put his son's life on trial to live up to his future plans
When David struggled with depression and hid the truth
Of how good he really was at being an artist
He was pushed farther until he fell
Now he's one of us here accepted unlike by his father
By us all here amongst the fucked up damaged crowd

Wake up to find yourself
No longer hidden but bright and brilliantly loved
Here in the vast openness of this damaged crowd
Standing together forever as one by one we fall
Grab our arms to find hope amongst us
The accepting and yet damaged crowd

Silver

If I could have seen the sun
Maybe I wouldn't have fallen down
But as it stands so now it goes unseen
Welcome to an eternity of my unknown self reality

How could we have come so far
To relapse into oblivion of silver wishes
I tear down your glass cases filled with dreams
Of white picket fences and silver dishes

Our brains are filled with this
Silver selfish sunfish that feed us endlessly
Like golden dragonflies that pierce the skies
It won't ever be over until we recognize
The selfish anger we created inside

How could we have come so far
To relapse into oblivion of silver wishes
I tear down your glass cases filled with dreams
Of white picket fences and silver dishes

I can see the shining of their silver engraved future
Their thirst never abated except in the frozen sea
An ocean we now follow called a stream
To the gleaming silver surface of the final chemical filled pond
Fuck, I hope we're happy now

In a bliss of something stable that can brace us all
For a future without clean water only dirt
And an eternity of winter and a daily seen eclipse
Our for fathers created this new age silver apocalypse

How could we have come so far
To relapse into oblivion of silver wishes
I tear down your glass cases filled with dreams
Of white picket fences and silver dishes

Is your silver china behind stained glass worth this
Fucking others over to obtain our own selfish wishes
Equality for the rich sustained status or stomp your lights out
Thought we were friendly once that was before
We gave to the poor our own scientific evolution dishes
Filled with chemical genocide clouds paid for by us

The middle class tax for the ignorant parliament filled with the rich
Fuck this society our for fathers set us up to fall
They foresaw the strategy of the slowly implemented cast system
Imposed like a disease festering over time into the damaged people
Our neighbors, our fathers, and even us if we stand hollow amongst the crowds

How could we have come so far
To relapse into oblivion of sliver slimy cast system
A society of human beings lying to themselves to feel happy
Ignorance chosen by so many minds hidden amongst us all
In the hurting damaged crowds
Will you stand with me
Tear down your own glass cases filled with dreams
Of white picket fences and silver dishes
For a reality where equality is truth
Not bound by a system setup for 1st class society

Hey You

Stand back from my own personal area 52
Take a walk back stage behind the darkness
Of the curtains where my mental lights collide
And from you I believe I require a reason
I need some time to think

Hey you are you the being they call the one
If so take a walk with me
Listen and reflect upon my angry surreal thoughts
Weaken the summons from hell for my mind
As the walls of this reality slowly come undone
Hey you The Christ
Turn and face me
Help define this rage inside
So that a cause to live for I might find
For I've found you've got no grace left for me
Not this my own fucking little life

My mother lied to me
When in my woes she turned to me
To say that all would eventually be ok
But I've realized that without truthless lives
There would be no portrait of simplistic ignorance in human rights racism
In this life to define our anger and aid me to breath out evoking words
For this world and its division on human rights and its paid off blind eyes
Until the meeting of the being they call the one
My glimpse of inner self peace will have to suffice

Hey you, are you the one
You know the one they call The Christ
If so stop here and now for this time
Deny the future your thoughts
Help define for our blind eyes
The way to live for all human rights

On that busy sidewalk I finally realized it
She sat alone this thought awaiting my passing by
To scream so few simplistic words upon her sign
That for her basic human rights
To live we should all head the summons of morality

A vision of conformity to her sign
"Wake up to human rights
And in them find the god's of heaven and hell
And on the other side the possibilities of inner peace"

I live now for the everlasting portrait of an imbued morality
From the words on her sign so long ago I once read
Standing so clearly now dancing in my head
So I take up arms against my own life
To heed the summons of heaven and hell
A betrayal of the peace once sought by my mind

What I really need is someone who believes in now
I hope of a dreaming day when we meet
It won't erase the past of our lives
But together we converge to fight the area 52
Of this worlds blind eyes to death, genocide
And fuck it all to hell this diversion of politics
That aids others in denying basic necessities of life
Watch as a counsel deliberates on ancient divisions on human rights

Hey you, are you the one
You know the one they call The Christ
If so stop here and now for this time
Deny the future your thoughts
Help define for our blind eyes
The way to live for all of human rights

Wake up and smell the summons of truth from hell
For ignorance and weakness of will for our lives
As we take up the open eyes of morality for all humanity's rights
I know its true, the way both of us once were hides deep in the mind
But together we can accept the past to burn up the now
By this image I'll know I've found someone real
Wake up Ms. You, whom ever you are
Take my hand and walk with me
Into a future where we'll die for the truth we want all to find
That there's more to live for and that's fairness of morality for all
Basic everlasting human rights

The Burns of Children

Make me feel like a little child again
Slit my wrists as you pass me by
Infect my wounds with anger
As you burn brand my side with scaring marks
Festering abusiveness still existed after you abandoned me
There is no cure for you the ailment
I'd rather be orphaned forever to loneliness
Than hear the lying words you spit to hide your shame

By blood I'm your family
But in my face you selfishly scream
I want it all, desire your whole
Toss in my face your actions of villainy
And I begin to feel complete in my self given name
Inside I want to abandon the ties that bind
To defy the lies you use to justify your pride
Until at the gates of heaven you'll be hell claimed

Its so clear I see the evidence
To self discipline I should have been wed
Like a lover I should not fear
In her everlasting arms I should have stayed
Like wisdom her touch to my heart is violent at first
But she changes my soul and now I proclaim
To discipline should I have forever remained
Now she professes love upon my eternal name

I saw the bar scene before me drift away
Might have been a pill in the drink you gave
Dethrone the innocence of my body
Rape me through my undergarments
And drink dry the well of my soul
Try to draw me in closer before I wake
While in my drugged up heart my consciousness quakes
Inside I drift away towards the words she would say

Its so clear I see the evidence
To self discipline I should have been wed
Like a lover I should not fear
In her everlasting arms I should have stayed
Like wisdom her touch to my heart is violent at first
But she changes my soul and now I proclaim
To discipline should I have forever remained
Now she professes love upon my eternal name

My uncle rolled away
When he was done with me
Just like he had done with cousin David
Before he claimed his own life
His death in time stole the memory of his name
Just as you did before I imagine David as I hit the floor
Your monstrous silhouette hides my shame
In the shadows as it hit my wall
I was a child when he stole the innocence
My wife should have claimed

Mother saw you light the torch
To hide your fears and bury my remains
Light me on fire and hide the evidence
Proof of all that you might hide
Lies in my shallow dirt grave

It seems like your evil fulfills prophecy
You justify villainy with holy pride
Hide behind a mask of duality for church on Sunday
By blood your my family but you overdosed me on Ritalin
As a result in manhood I can barely call you by name

I fear you all because of judgments
By your self proclaimed holiness you've made
Its clear I must drift away and refrain
From bearing the truth in screams back in your face

My wife now lights the torch
A ceremony to incinerate my remains
And with my body should die your fears
Of all the truth about you in life I should have proclaimed
Her tears flood over at my untimely decaying from this life
The plot thickens as her resolve stands in love to give
Walking to the pulpit to speak a eulogy giving clearance to my name
Welcome to the real funeral my family both to your dreams of heaven
And to end the lies you hoped would be buried with my remains

Its so clear I see the evidence
To self discipline I should have been wed
Before I found my true lover
I stand before her open bear with nothing to hide
In her everlasting arms I shall stay
Like a violent hurricane her touch speaks to the soul in me
And thus changes the way I see everything
To her in discipline I shall forever remain