Generation Degeneration
Generation degeneration collapse of the state and society
disgrace of human morality
Loss of diginity and purpose,
In a world with subliminal advertising,
and propaganda controlled media.
... Moulding behaviour,
Through fear and organised social policies,
Taking your freedom of individuality and forming an army of mindless slaves.
(c) John Pallister
Charon
Twisted and distorted to the point of intellectual silence,
silence which causes this pointless struggle to come to a bitter end,
Feeling the confusion of a mind which can't except it's thoughts,
thoughts which flood the cranium with suicidal tendencies,
I can't feel the pain anymore,
the pain is flowing up through my cursed soul,
and tension is trapped beneath the depths of my very existent,
existing as a droid employed to sow and reap what it can not understand,
It's getting dirty spreading the dirt across a land belonging to stressful entities,
entities which ignore the point of life,
And fear the day that we'll all end up dead in the struggle,
Struggling against a tug of war to earn the ultimate prize,
the prize which is given to us as we enter this dimension,
The ultimate prize re-birth.
(c) John Pallister
This is a special piece because i knew a band who were doing really well. I was lucky for them to look at my piece and they made this song on their album. They performed locally and won an award for young up and coming band, before on their way to professional and a record label. However the lead singer passed away of cancer right in their prime and the band collapased, never to be seen or heard of again. RIP
The Guru
(Verse)
Starring into a sea of deep blue tranquillity,
Losing all faith in the state of reality,
Wanting to catch a cloud and float to a place of safety,
Beyond the horizon of the world around me.
(Chorus)
They didn't know what was right,
Only support darkness not light,
And the things they teach,
Were impossible to reach,
As I speak my mind…
(Verse)
What goes on in your heart or mind,
Leads to new discoveries you never knew you could find,
A skill you didn't know you had,
Feelings that make you feel mad.
(Chorus)
(Verse)
The hypocritical typical saint,
Projects himself in one shade of paint,
But be a rainbow and open up,
And believe in your own luck.
(Chorus)
(Verse)
A religious person is often weak,
Cause he needs no excuse to speak,
Believe in you, not him,
Because we all will eventually sin.
Eternal Friend
As a cold eyed stare in charcoal fire,
I see my life is all desire,
The many times my heart is broken,
And I am just outspoken,
As I stand in a sunlit sky,
I look around and ask them why,
A taste of love is always bad,
When all it does is make you mad,
Her opal eyes are burning ember,
In winter you remember,
I'll hold back the love I give,
And try so hard to forgive,
But I can't lose a friend,
Someone I'll love to the end.
Mesmerised
Mesmerised by eyes,
Staring through a curtain,
Of everlasting reflection,
Catch a glimpse,
For a short relation.
Real sounds,
And cosmic orb,
A journey to outer galaxies,
Far beyond,
The transformation.
The blissful tranquil night,
Silent to all those with an ear,
A time of weariness,
And resentfulness,
Beyond evolution.
Perfect love song
Not another boring love song,
That's full of feelings that are all wrong,
The same things that are said before,
It's all the same and a bore,
Like I feel your warm touch on me,
Bloody hell I see,
you want to lay with me all day and night,
Um I've got to work and all that right?
Can't survive on love making alone,
Wish I could but dogs needs feeding and his bone,
It's just rubbish in a typical sonnet,
Mines a gin an tonic,
And hers a flat liner so I can get her to bed,
I don't really love her that's what was said,
you see if I wrote a love song it'll be true,
I tell you that I really did love you,
There would be a feeling of pure euphoricness in my soul,
and I would know you would make me whole,
You see roses are red violets are blue,
Doesn't really wash off when your heart hasn't a clue,
But this heart knows the words to write,
Because it's found miss right,
And this is the perfect love song
In the depth of hatred
Crushed melodramatically in a never-ending dispute,
Over the end of ones soul,
Memories of forgotten actions
are now put to the test.
The balance of the scales,
Evenly distributed,
standing between the final judge,
I make my stand.
Will it make it to the gates of heaven?
Or will I perish in the depth of hell?
For I'm not ready for any of that,
I'm just a confused lost soul.
My body has been mutilated,
By the maggots, which eat me,
My soul is intact,
Wandering aimlessly.
Losing it
Your thoughts are complex messages,
Radiating through a close proximity circuit,
Sounding like a code Navaho couldn't distinguish,
Words with double meanings and undeveloped sub-tones,
Trying to control your subconscious mind,
Forcing you to confront your own fears,
Running amok of the personality you own,
Possessing your head like a demon,
Challenging your every existence,
As your brain is clustered,
It can't filter out irrational processes,
You act but have no control,
You know what you're doing but can't stop,
A huge pain rips inside of you,
Tearing your soul up,
You're eyes go back into their sockets,
And the evil grabs your body,
You scream in a somewhat agonising way,
Then you find peace tranquil and knowledge,
Before being let free.
Magical substance
Feelings of magical substance are floating on an aquatic cloud,
Fired up from the centre of a heart loved so proud,
A beautiful sense of emotional power,
Spread like pollen from a flower.
As it falls gracefully from the mellow sky,
Covering the mountains with a glazey silk from so high,
It ponders before flourishing even more,
Then lands on the flamboyant beachy shore.
As the water swallows up the elegant dream,
It's carried down a calm stream,
To a fountain so cold and chilled,
Before suddenly being dramatically stilled...
dying to finally truly live
Nothing can hurt me now,
I've been destroyed and have no point left,
My heart is in ragged pieces,
Torn in tiny shreds dangling out my limp filled body,
I can't even cry anymore I've run out of water,
And my lungs breathe trapped poisonous air,
I'm down on my knees with a revolver to my head,
I'm not scared or angry,
I'm just thoughtful about those days we could have had together,
Knowing that the time spent on earth was worth it,
It wasn't worth anything to you,
You and him,
A bitter chill runs through my body,
This is it he's finally caught me,
I close my eyes tightly,
There's a quick flash of him and her together,
Before my memories remember the time i had with her,
I deserved better than this,
I hear him breathe down my neck,
Does he has the hate to kill me,
Or will he spare the life of a man who wrecked his future,
I wait and wait,
I hear the trigger being pressed,
But in the split second before my death I know I've won,
Because now i can join her in heaven,
My brains splat on the floor I'm no longer dead,
I'm free to properly live with her.
All my friends are down by the holy river,
Washing their sins away,
Wanting to do things their way.
Tomorrow will be a spitting image of yesterday,
And the future wouldn't have come if it weren't for today,
Standing alone yet surrounded by people,
Strangers in a cosmic world of hate.
Laughing at the unknown,
What is done is already sown
What do we have to do,
To be perfect like you,
In everything we do.
Fading away in to the darkness,
A mind which is never justified,
And a heart which is never understood
Like a lost animal in the wood.
Still clinging on to life,
Through the ever changing world of strife,
In search of a beautiful wife.
Now we are old we see,
And it's your turn to follow me.
And then we cease to be important.
Important
Gone
Dead.
Magical Siamese Mushroom
Siamese mushroom grew in two,
Me and you,
Contracting to be new,
Getting a thought from my mushroom stew.
Back to the end,
Of an endless chain,
Getting free,
But too much pain.
We are pulled back,
To the ones we once disowned,
It's mushroom nature,
Being a creator.
Puzzlement and bewilderment in this game of chanced reality,
Serendipty kicks in and the original design has become unquie,
Desperatly seeking the answer for days and a week,
Only to solve it by a meeting of two lovers,
Closer to the heart than sister and brothers,
Test tubes, mathematic equations, pages of notes,
All read by the men in white coats,
Yet it was a hippy student with an interest in herbs,
Solved the problem while high watching the burbs,
He turned to kiss his lover so beautiful she shone,
He didn't think anything could go wrong,
But then she fell over the sofa with him on top,
All the room began to rock,
And they woke up the following day,
Neither knew what to say,
For they had solved the greastest puzzle known to mankind,
It was on video ready to rewind,
They had just explained the meaning of love,
Peace stayed in that house circled by a fairytale dove,
The puzzle no more love was described as reality,
A dream and hope no more
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 13.04.2012
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