Songs to Scream at the Sun

When I look into the mirror I see a boy, not a man (Sisters starving) The son of a father I refuse to understand (Brothers begging) The "brother" of a brother like the wound I neglect (Mothers mourning) The coward of a sister with the world I forget (Fathers folding) The prodigal son, but I am yet to return (Sisters starving) From a siege where I take refuge but want to watch burn (Brothers begging) Your lover, your companion, your champion, your friend (Mothers mourning) Forever by your side but not in the end (Fathers folding) The fortunate son who dwells in the city With the poorest of the poor Still, I ask for your pity And while theres a man who sleeps On the ice-cold streets His godsend not in me But in his cardboard, his sheets I still see the same son I still see the same son I still see the same son I still see the same son

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Feb 23, 2026

Old man, I heard some things about the boy you used to be No father, no king, just a broken old man broken by the whiskey Too afraid to stay, too smart to not leave Too young to be a bird who forgot to sing On a ground that never knew the knees Of a boy and his own tale of two cities Sometimes a man breaks, sometimes he can't bend When his youth is a wound time won't mend Never the best, never the best of times Sometimes a man breaks, sometimes he can't bend At the thought of peace as something only lent Only the worst, only the worst of mine Sometimes a man breaks, sometimes he can't bend When his son is another one who won't understand The Irish temper, it's history's chains And the bottle's stain that just won't wash, that just won’t wash, wash away A seed was planted in the sod of nothingness from which you came And flowers grew and roses bloomed To form this garden of a life you've made And in this city you once knew as Hell Is a garden where I enjoy myself And in this father I hardly know Was a son who took back what the bottle stole So I could be the boy you couldn't be Have the father you didn't get to see Have the youth you did not get to live Or feel the love this world forgot to give And for this gift I don't deserve to get I'll make damn sure I earned this Oh, your friends say Boston's beautiful Oh, all your friends say Boston's beautiful But they didn't live here, they didn't die here In the Hyde Park years Oh, all your friends say Boston's beautiful Oh, all your friends say Boston's beautiful But they didn't live hard, they didn't die hard When sons dragged out their fathers from bars Oh, all your friends say Boston's beautiful Oh, all your friends say Boston's beautiful But they didn't dream here, they didn't scream here Where no one hears Oh, all your friends say Boston's beautiful Oh, all your friends say Boston's beautiful But they didn't hide here, they didn't cry here Where little boys weren't allowed to shed their tears There just aren't enough men like you

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Feb 23, 2026

How many miles until I get out of this rectangular box of hell? Because these four same faces In these overcrowded spaces Have me praying for the places That will leave me one minute to my fuckin' self The foreheads glued to window-panes The sore-backs from kitchen-wood floors And all the sitting, sitting, sitting in a van Yet I still want more? When there's a million more miles to roam I think of the life left for me back home: A "paradise" to watch their greener grass grow And all the time to be alone Alone, alone But two weeks home cripple me Because the trees don't pass And the lines don't move As the white walls collapse On my ramblin' boy blues that's howlin' Howlin' for that open road 'cause No arms can hold No home can warm Like the gaze at the rays of a distant lost-highway sun When there's a million more miles to roam I think of the life left for me back home: A "paradise" to watch their greener grass grow And all the time to feel alone Pave paradise Put the keys in Turn the engine Let the big green van drive me from this city From anything but simplicity Anywhere from this city From anything but simplicity

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Feb 23, 2026

My girl, my girl, tell me why you look so sad Has the sun finally set on us? Have you come to long for another's hand? There’s just a feeling inside me that something's leaving Like someone stealing salt from sea Left me sinking and left me thinking How to keep you caged with me Because I fucking need you Like air to fucking breathe Just to hold you Oh, I hold you Oh, how I hold you I hold you down Down with my insecurities Down with my hypocrisy Down with my pathetic pleas Down instead of setting you free To find your happiness with or without me So untie your feet, reattach your wings So you don’t have to open your throat to sing Because if it's you I love, then from you I’d walk away Walk away Walk away And your face On every leaf Of every branch Of every tree Walk away And your face On every leaf Of every branch Of every tree Walk away Walk away Walk away Walk away Walk away Walk away Walk away Walk away Walk away

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Feb 23, 2026

Left with images of you pouring from my eyes You young, you here, day dawning, eyes wide Just images, images All that is left All that I can find Like water From a cactus In the desert of my mind Oh, brother You leave me, you leave me like blood Oh, brother You leave me, you leave me like blood from my veins Oh, brother You leave me, you leave me like blood Oh, brother You leave me, you leave me like blood from my veins In a room that holds you Like a guilt-ridden paralyzing cell No calls No mail No visitors for you when you’re in Hell Forced hellos Rushed goodbyes And best wishes for you in the meantime My face seen as often as God's Can let guilt have its way of owning you Like a dog May to march March to may The days fall with the promises I make Like water From a faucet Into the sink of your faith Oh, brother You leave me, you leave me like blood Oh, brother You leave me, you leave me like blood from my veins Oh, brother You leave me, you leave me like blood Oh, brother You leave me, you leave me like blood from my veins We always seem to fall with only words to hold We always seem to fall with only photos to hold We always seem to fall with only memories to hold We always seem to fall without family to hold

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Feb 23, 2026

She's a song unsung She's the wild orchid in your ugly swamp She's a song unsung And the only white walls of her mind know What the song sounds like The pills, the pills And the doctor's promises just ain't doing the trick 'Cause the arms of nothing she falls asleep with Can still bring the razor to the wrist The TV screens, the magazines Scream at you like the dogs of Hell Advertising and advising you to be Anyone, anyone but your beautiful self Prince Charming never brought you flowers Just a loveless lifetime all alone No roses for you, just unlocked doors And the deafening silence of your phone So block your ears, close your eyes Remember that you’re a golden soul Fallen from the boring, heartless, Hollywood herd of lies That they call beautiful (With no shoulder, no hand, no body, no man, no door) No heart to let you in The sun can take too long To end the endless night (I hear you, I feel you, I bleed with you) When our hearts begin to scream This life can feel too long But at night you're dancing through the pain Even when you’re the only one No rose, no sky as full of beauty as the girl who dies But rises with every morning’s sun Alone She dances alone Alone She dances alone Alone, so beautiful Alone, her own romance Alone, Lady Lazarus' Life-Sustaining dance Alone, so beautiful Alone, her own romance Alone, Lady Lazarus' Life-Sustaining dance

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Feb 23, 2026

The taste of the floor reminds me of the skin That leaves me in oceans of my soul Without a shore So alone So we'll hold Those barren bodies Bereft of any soul To get back what The middle of the nights stole: The forgotten feeling of feeling whole But the loneliness Of our togetherness Creates an empty nest For the emptiness Freezing in this chest So can you make me feel good? Make me feel complete? Help me return to a dream of a love Worth more than dirt and meat

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Feb 23, 2026

In this refuge, in this scene Where the hearts don't hide from the sleeve Where the hearts don't hide from the sleeve Where the hearts don't hide from the sleeve

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Feb 23, 2026

October leaves on Massachusetts trees A sight so fleetingly free Just how October leaves Just how October leaves Just how October leaves me On fire with the maple trees On my knees with these leaves on these Boston streets Praying to a God a godforsaken summer night stole One fight, one family swallowed whole Some things, some things just fall apart Some families stand like November trees; barren and stark Some things, some things just fall apart And some memories continue breaking this cold heart And some sons have a hard time Looking at things the same Looking in their father's eyes When their heads hang in shame Highways home become oceans That I just can't swim And the rusty gates of Eden lock To never let me in (Oceans of emotions) Let me in (We've got to swim) Let me in (Oceans of emotions we've got to swim) (Oceans of emotions we've got to swim) (Oceans of emotions we've got to swim) (Oceans of emotions) Well I open my eyes (We've got to swim) I can’t see that family (Oceans of emotions) I can’t see that home (We've got to swim) So I'll just keep them closed Outside this door with these open arms With the warmth of the maple tree If these trees can't replace these scars Then let their leaves just bury me Let their leaves just bury me Let their leaves just bury me Let their leaves bury me

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Feb 23, 2026

Son, did you stare too long in front of the that mirror? Did it break you when your conscience didn't get any clearer With the stomach you fill with all the food you eat And lack of pain you feel for the eyes that weep Outside your window sill of the castle where you sleep? Has the sun stopped shining upon the crown you hang? Has your love and your hate started to feel the same? Did that leave you feeling empty, feeling sick Feeling as empty as a child's stomach? As alone as forsaken as you'd like to be There are shoreless miseries of oceans, not seas While you wallow and wail in your tower of ivory Your sister is starving, your brother is begging Your sisters are starving, your brothers are begging Your mothers are mourning, your fathers are folding Your sisters are starving, your brothers are begging Your mothers are mourning, your fathers are folding Unseen, unsung, under the same sun Wake up, look up, there's a warmth up there A reminder of peace, a reason to care Wake up, look up, that's something you share There's more to life than the boy in that mirror Wake up, wake up, wake up From the depths of this hell Where the free are slaves No difference between the cowards and brave Where our love and hate have become the same It's time that we unbecame Where the ears are deaf, and the tongues too dry Where the arms​ don't hold, and seeing eyes go blind Where nothing Is everything And everything is nothing Arise, my soul, and sing Arise, my soul, and sing Arise, my soul, and sing Arise, my soul, and sing Arise, my soul, and sing Arise, my soul, and sing

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Feb 23, 2026