Consumption to the point of compulsion,
rejection a foregone conclusion.
This state of paradox,
tried to put it in a box
and failed miserably.
This lack of fulfillment,
the dark sun that nourishes me.
Desiccated faith no longer,
persuaded to death in anger,
when tried for a life
of blasphemy.
Direct – The Theory of Negativity
Construed by believers
who do not believe
as a mislead tragedy,
to be treated with pity and grief.
Burned and cut with sharp tongues,
judge the worth of what I’ve done,
while I cross the line again
and pour my blood out for all to see.
More than just a part of me.
Resurrect – Theory of Negativity
I invite the rapture.
Fuck the perfect picture.
Pull out my dick
and piss in the face
of hope – of right – of fucking liars.
Sin no longer,
death birth’s stronger;
kill your sons,
corrupt your daughters.
Revel like the devil,
transcend your weak ass level.
Below and above at the same time,
as I mutilate my sick mind.
Respond to pain with lust
and paranoia as a trust.
My worth is inadequacy.
Feel this – Theory of Negativity
consuming – absence my family
your fear – magnified to infinity.
HG – 2000-2005
