Downward Spiral
Hurtling through a downward spiral
We, the dominant species
Have gone back in evolution
Transforming into a substance more grotesque and lowly
Than the rotting corpse of some dead animal
Where not even the maggots would dare to play
We are a cruel and unusual form of torture to one another
Speech spoken from lips are always words spoken in a tongue
Meant to whiplash and emotionally bruise others like us
Others we think are so different
We are parasitic, despicable beings
Always feeding off another’s pain
Striving to see them beaten, broken
Their pride eaten from the inside out
And all the while we strut a fabricated mask
Of painted worry
Pretending to care about others
As we silently feed on the pain
Of those we don’t like
Because we are humans
A substance more grotesque and lowly
Than the rotting corpse of some dead animal
Where not even the maggots will dare to play
And we’ll just keep
Hurtling
Farther
Down
That
Downward
Spiral
poem by Cat Summers
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Im-Mortal
Dead and rotting like man
Immortal I am
An Eagles eye as far as i can see
destroyed by the masses
immortal to be
A sea of pain flushes over me
a nervous breakdown in me
The knowing of what to say
and the sun's rays
play two roles in my amends
Above a sea of fire and chaos
pain the only sound
my halo falls
falls to the ground
Dead and rotting like man
Immortal I am
The eagles eye can see farther than me
destroyed by masses
Immortal to be
And fire will rain and fill the sea
fire will rain...
reign over me
My skin feels like a suit
rip out my tongue
Making me mute
This fire is my master
making me see like a boy
a crippling disaster
No drug can numb this pain
no faith can break this grasp
but immortal i am.
dead and rotting like man
Immortal I am
Blinded at last
overpowered by fire
i cant...
The truth is, i am-Mortal
poem by Marley Magic
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The Bellman
BRING out your dead before you reap
From lips beloved infection dread;
Above such brows ye dare not weep!
Bring out your dead
Into the street from breast or bed,
Lest ye too sicken into sleep
That recks not of the Bellman's tread.
Thrice foolish heart! Why do you heap
Corpse upon corpse--conspire to spread
Corruption on all else you keep?
Bring out your dead!
poem by Muriel Stuart
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Two Face
I feel this pain inside me
weaken my every thought
I feel this pain inside me
Speechless like tied up and my tongue caught
I feel this pain inside me
I tried to reach it but it can't move
I feel this pain inside me
Worst than an invalid's liver eaten up by booze
I feel this pain inside me
oh no now you tell me it could of been joy
I feel this pain inside me
now that you mention it look what you cause uncontested turmoil
I feel this pain inside me
I wonder if you care
I feel this pain inside me
If you do then here is a dare
wind blowing through your hair while i sip you fine wine shaded all over by bamboo
What you think dream on? .... my point exactly was there ever this PAYNE inside you....
poem by Charles Payne
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A walking corpse
I walk around like a zombie.
A reflection of a corpse.
Like Im in a body thats not mine.
A body depression has invaded.
Im a reflection of a corpse.
So numb and dead inside.
Not being able to feel.
Trapped in a body.
That once used to be mine.
Now its like its someone elses.
Im a walking corpse.
So very dead inside.
As numb as numb
Number than Ice.
Depression has over road.
And overtaken me.
Its made me like a walking corpse.
I may aswell be dead.
Thats how I feel inside.
A excellent resembalence
Of a walking corpse.
Mabey I can fight it
But that I very much doubt.
I have had to fight to many demons.
One more I cant fight this yet.
Im a walking corpse.
Dead inside.
A marvolos resembalence.
Of a walking corpse
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Brush The Dust Away
In the most desolate corner
A bad case of the urban blues
Another brick in the living shadow
All inhale the downward spiral
Hey, get in line for tragic
Let us dance to the pistol magic
Just aim and end another
But think, as I rape your mother
Another player joins the table
Who I can or cannot trust
When do we get assigned?
Pure and precious with bad intensions
Hey, come and join the show
All the cameras are ready to go
Just aim and end another
But think, as I rape your mother
A single step - a garbled life
Where's the profit?
Your rage - the pain
Will it all be worth it?
Genetic, it seems to be....
Abandon, the mass ideal
We think we're in control then we become the things we hate
Lets re-unite and brush the dust away
Obtain a prosperous future
and the admiration of all
Act in "the sensations" media hour
All inhale the downward spiral
song performed by by In Flames
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Doll-Dagga Buzz-Buzz Ziggety-Zag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
God mod grotesque burlesque drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
God mod grotesque burlesque drag
All the goose step girlies with their cursive faces and
We know it's all braile beneath their skirt
I'm bulletproof biz-op and swing heil and
I don't really care what gentlemen prefer
Say all you pindown girls and bonafied ballers
So manically depressed and manically dressed
We got a venus not in furs but in uniforms
If you're not dancing, then you're dead
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
God mod grotesque burlesque drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
God mod grotesque burlesque drag
All the thug rock kids are playing
All the punk god angels saying
The toys are us and we don't even know
All the thug rock kids are playing
All the punk god angels saying
The toys are us and we don't even know
GO! GO! GO! Doppelgangers!
You're one of us! You're one of us!
GO! GO! GO!
Throw your shapes, doppelgangers
You're one of us!
Trumpet mouth junky saints go silver tongue
Marching down the stairway to substance
Cocaingels and asses give me opiute masses
Fill up your church porn preachers and we'll fill up our glasses
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
God mod grotesque burlesque drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
God mod grotesque burlesque drag
All the thug rock kids are playing
All the punk god angels saying
The toys are us and we don't even know
All the thug rock kids are playing
All the punk god angels saying
The toys are us and we don't even know
GO! GO! GO! Doppelgangers!
You're one of us! You're one of us!
GO! GO! GO!
Throw your shapes, doppelgangers
You're one of us!
You're one of us!
You're one of us!
GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO!
And all the thug rock kids GO!
And all the punk got angels GO!
You're one of us now
You're one of us, so GO! GO! GO!
All the thug rock kids GO!
All the punk god angels GO!
You're one of us now
You're one of us, so GO! GO! GO!
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
God mod grotesque burlesque drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
God mod grotesque burlesque drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
God mod grotesque burlesque drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
God mod grotesque burlesque drag
Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
God mod grotesque burlesque drag
You're one of us!
song performed by by Marilyn Manson
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If we had a starting XI that no one could argue about it wouldn't say a lot for English football. We'd probably be on a downward spiral. It's good that people have different ideas about who should play.
quote by Rio Ferdinand
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Dead And Broken
Too many things I've never spoken
I'm not feeling fine
I never told you what to do
I never made you a promise that you could hold me to
That'll be the day you see me crying
Everyday, I still say you're dead and broken
Everyday, I still say you're dead and broken
You're dead and broken
How many different faces can you show me?
How many times can you be right?
Another world of fantasy
Another reason for dramatizing everything
Taking it all in just one more time
I'm dying
Everyday, I still say you're dead and broken
Everyday, I still say you're dead and broken
You're dead and broken
Sorry to see that you're underestimated lately
I'd rather be dead and broken than living in your grace
Everyday, I still say you're dead and broken
Everyday, I still say you're dead and broken
You're dead and broken
You're dead and broken
You're dead and broken
You're dead and broken
You're dead and broken
You're dead and broken
You're dead and broken
song performed by by Godsmack
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Death....
The fragility of
self image.
Caught in a downward
spiral.
Never completely destroyed,
but left to
tumble.
Awkward and
out of place.
Begging for salvation.
Animalistic,
alien even...
grotesque.
Finally oblivious and therefore somewhat satisfied
with this devolved state
reached from the fall.
From this mindless state of contentment
with the present condition
redemption is
found.
Call it surrender becoming stability.
Recreation of the ego.
Mutating into something familiar.
Death.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Rot Stuff
Sittin' here eatin' my heart out waitin'
Waitin' for this funeral to end
Dug up about a thousand graves lately
My tastes are what some might call
A little more then just off the wall
Lookin' for some rot stuff baby this evenin'
I need some rot stuff baby tonight
I want some rot stuff baby this evenin'
Gotta have some rot stuff
Gotta have your corpse tonight
Rot stuff
I need rot stuff
I want some rot stuff
Lookin' for a lover who's 6 feet under
Don' t want another night on my own
Wanna share my fetish with a cold blooded lover
Wanna bring a dead man back home
Gotta have some rot stuff baby this evenin'
I need some rot stuff baby tonight
I want some rot stuff baby this evenin'
Gotta have something cold
Gotta have something rotting under me tonight
I need rot stuff
Cold rot
Lookin' for cold rot
Rot, rot, rot, rot stuff
Rot, rot, rot
Rot, rot, rot, rot stuff
Rot, rot, rot
How's about some rot stuff baby this evenin'
I need some rot stuff baby tonight
Gimme a little rot stuff this evenin'
Rot stuff baby
Gonna need your corpse tonight
Rot stuff
I need something cold and rotting
Lookin' for some rot stuff
Wanna make love to a dead man tonight
Sittin' here eatin' my heart out
No more listening to this funeral march can I do
Won't waste another night or moment on my own
I've dug up about a hundred graves baby
I'm bound to find somebody as horny as I am tonight
Gonna have some rot stuff baby this evenin'
I need some rot stuff baby tonight
Lookin' for my rot stuff baby this evenin'
Need something cold and rotting under me baby
Gonna need your corpse tonight
Rot stuff
Rot stuff
Rot stuff
Rot stuff
Rot stuff
Rot, rot, rot, rot stuff
Rot, rot, rot
Rot, rot, rot stuff
Rot, rot, rot
How's about some rot stuff baby this evenin'
I need some rot stuff baby tonight
Lookin' for my rot stuff baby
Gonna need your corpse tonight
Rot stuff baby this evenin'
I want some rot stuff baby tonight (yeah)
Wanna have your rot stuff baby this evenin'
I want some rot stuff baby this evenin'
How about some rot stuff this evenin'
poem by Ramona Thompson
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Dead Tomorrow
Don't you understand me?
In the back of all these visions
All these dreams inside me rotting
Like the clock is ticking down
Words like eyes they turn you inside out
To drown you later in your life
You see nothing but feel disturbed
When the pain just comes rushing in.
Words convulsing in full circles
Turning inside out to make
Us better on the outside, so much stronger now.
Can't look back because the past is burnt out
From the past because its burnt out from the past
Because its burnt out tune me out.
All my life waiting for the answers to
These dreams alone of the knife
That's cutting from my life
It's cutting from my life
It's cutting from my life
It's cutting from my life
It's cutting from my
Dead Tomorrow, dead tomorrow,
You'll be dead tomorrow
Dead Tomorrow,
You'll be dead tomorrow
Dead Tomorrow,
All my life waiting for the answers to
These dreams alone of the knife
That's cutting from my life
It's cutting from my life
It's cutting from my life
It's cutting from
Don't you understand me?
In the back of all these visions
All these dreams inside me rotting,
Like the clock is ticking down,
Can't look back because the past is burnt out
From the past because its burnt out from the past,
Because it's burnt out tune me out.
Dead Tomorrow, Dead Tomorrow,
You'll be dead Tomorrow, Dead Tomorrow
song performed by by Velvet Acid Christ
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Am I going in circles, or dare I hope I am on a spiral? But if a spiral, am I going up or down it?
C.S. Lewis in A Grief Observed
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Slaughterhood
Never seen the light
Never seen the night
The pigs, kept in the dark
Tiny cages
eating whatever crap
They’re fed
Waiting for nothing
Struggling to survive
A stranger grabs one of them
Pokes the stomach
Drags him squealing away
The placid creature
Hypnotized by the stun
The pulsing electric shock
Pulling tugging hanging
Abused it’s ankles with chains
Holding the entire body; upside down
The evil figure thrusting the
Sharp rod; Metal, evil rod
Into the innocent animals throat
Out runs it’s life blood
Out pours out its feeling
Out pours out its chance
The gushing,
Almost as if a water fall
A red, river rushing to a pool
a pool of blood collecting on the floor
The animal, now a
slaughtered corpse
Murdered
Just hung there
Until it was
Cut down
Cut up
Cooked up
Eaten
Without a second thought
They deserve something
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As soon as an organism dies, so does all the cells that keep you alive, and healthy. This means, as soon as the last breath has been breathed, the body instantly starts to rot.
I am not weird for being vegetarian. You’re the weird one for finding a rotting corpse of a slaughtered innocent animal appetizing.
poem by Tahlia Hilton
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Without Proximity
Humans think the whole earth
Should subjugate itself beneath their feet;
Even their religions cry out
That they are meant to dominate this world;
Animal life hides at their approach;
Even their smell is unusual,
Camouflaged by many substances
That they put upon the body;
Godlike, they annoint themselves
With the essence of flowers,
And animal secretions which waft into the air
From their body's censors-
And what other animal can kill or maim,
Without proximity?
poem by Patti Masterman
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Graveyard Kiss
While you are rotting underneath the earth,
Consumed by worms and maggots,
Utterly dead,
I lie alive and cosy in my bed.
But I have not forgotten you,
I still go down to the cemetery.
For what it's worth
I would not miss
Your graveyard kiss.
Dear Love, I've not forgotten you!
Your bony fingers bring me bliss.
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Guarding
Guard us from pain loathing itself,
This pain contrives more suffering;
An animal connives due to this,
Opening the heart of love and banning us.
Your animal is in you, fighting you,
We need not fire our workers
On the fighting of animals,
Animals are just creatures, in the look.
May pain descend for all the years,
Inside the animal is a pain stored.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Dead & Broken
Too many things Ive never spoken
Im not feeling fine
I never told you what to do
I never made you a promise that you could hold me to
Thatll be the day you see me crying
Everyday, I still say youre dead and broken
Everyday, I still say youre dead and broken
Youre dead and broken
How many faces can you show me?
How many times can you be right?
Another world of fantasy
Another reason for dramatizing everything
Taking it all in just one more time
Im dying
Everyday, I still say youre dead and broken
Everyday, I still say youre dead and broken
Youre dead and broken
Sorry to see that youre underestimated lately
Id rather be dead and broken than living in your grace
Everyday, I still say youre dead and broken
Everyday, I still say youre dead and broken
Youre dead and broken
Youre dead and broken
Youre dead and broken
Youre dead and broken
Youre dead and broken
Youre dead and broken
Youre dead and broken
song performed by by Godsmack
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Animal Boy
Gonna kill and destroy
I'm not an Animal Boy
Why don't they understand
I'm not an ape man
Don't have brain damage
I'm not an a wild savage
Don't push me around
Don't bring my head down
Animal Boy
Animal Boy
Animal Boy
I'm not an imbecile
Don't treat me like an animal
I'm not a creature in the zoo
Don't tell me what to do
Animal Boy
Animal Boy
Animal Boy
You don't know what it's like
You don't know how I feel
I don't have a monkey's brain
I'm not an animal
You can't lock me in a cage
This ain't the Stoneage
Better get out of my way
Someone's gonna have to pay
Animal boy
Animal boy
Animal boy
Animal boy
song performed by by Ramones from Animal Boy
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Internal Bleeding
Rot Alone. Destiny,
killing the souls of lives at your feet.
Dead to its fight.
Hell as they said.
Killing the darkened rotting fate.
Fate. Rot Alone. Bludgeoning hell.
Finding their souls and returning to dwell.
Killing and bleeding tightened as one.
Killing the darkest rotting fate.
Rot all lesions.
Glory. Rotting, plowed.
Dead he's killed your soul.
Glory. Rotting flower.
Kill.
song performed by by Obituary
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The colored spin wheel of death
The vacuum of a spin
And people dying
Style overcoming the substance
Being blighted by
A dearth of dialectic
Decoding the coded languages
Preparing the public opinion
Trading information
Slipping out announcements
Aggressive complaints
Briefings
Specific channels
Separating
Collapsing
Advocating the absence of something
Black holes
Orbiting each other
Revealing in death spin
Collisions
Gravitational waves generating
Aircraft spinning out of control
Kicking the rudder during
A high angle of attack stall.
The market refusing to refinance at cheap rates
Triggering a 'currency death spiral.'
Toughness multiplying toughness
In a descending spiral of destruction.
The spiral of misery
Dramatically moving downward
With a constant speed
Civil conflict or a constitutional death spiral
Unknown conscience and rhizomatic revolution
Death of the 'Unipolar world''
Death spin of conscience
Human destructive impulses
Destroying civilization and maybe all life
The connecting point of non-physical to physical,
The human mind being
A never-ending spiral
Of complexity and creativity.
The One Mind projecting itself simultaneously
As infinite Conscious Minds,
Experiencing itself
From infinite points of view
Within its creations
Arctic icecap entering a 'death spiral'
Maybe time entering its ''death spiral''
When anti-matter can sometimes mean anti-time
Getting the colored spin wheel of death
A false image about
This wonderful world
If we are able to see through this illusion...
poem by Marieta Maglas
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