Omens

I cut the weight of connection and lead myself astray The end will justify the means but in the end it stays the same There’s nothing left at all, nothing left to see A restrictive empty exercise within a hollow scheme. Do you see the omens? Omens Fuck it all, ignore the omens Omens Omens Fuck it all, ignore the omens. An endless recitation thrown right through the looking glass I’m trapped inside a parody, a fabricated past. Searching for release from all this rising stress Charted past the point of caring with a broken compass Motes in the eye of God, indulging armageddon The devil slits the muse’s throat and drinks her last confession. Do you see the omens? Omens Fuck it all, ignore the omens Omens Omens Fuck it all, ignore the omens. I’ve fallen out of touch with who you think I am I can’t pretend to care or bother to condemn All this rising apathy, it’s growing everyday I can’t pretend to care about how this will end. All I see are omens Omens Fuck it all, ignore the omens I see omens I hear omens I say fuck it all, ignore the omens.

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 24, 2025

Driving down blistered severe The rapacious maw of our despair Black dog follows, strip club echoes The raven's shadow across the ghetto Up the hill in an unmarked grave The mother of American darkness lays Liberty or death to start the battle There's nonesuch place for human chattel Hanging by a threat Now you can choke on it Hanging by a threat So go and choke on it This is a reckoning You hear the ravens scream Hanging by a threat So go and choke on it Across the devil's own half acrе There's rusted gallows for an angеl The ghosts that built this city scream Of commerce and inhumanity Cancer rides the freeway's edge Falling statues and cigarettes Bullets whip the screaming kettle As tear gas cloaks the monumental Hanging by a threat Now you can choke on it Hanging by a threat So go and choke on it This is a reckoning You hear the ravens scream Hanging by a threat So go and choke on it Chained beneath a parking lot Savaged on the auction block In antebellum geography Rage, horror, history Hanging by a threat Now you can choke on it Hanging by a threat So go and choke on it This is a reckoning You hear the ravens scream Hanging by a threat So go and choke on it Nevermore Nevermore

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025