original songcraft by C.Michael Keaton
excerpt; “Here I stand, alone in the dark;
In the presence of fear, with the casket so near
Come to me, I’m calling to you;
Rise from your tomb, my dead dear
Please…(hear me…)
Please…(touch me…)
Please…(feel me…)
Please…(fuck me…)”
original songcraft by C.Michael Keaton
excerpt; ‘…Internalize the hatred that I feel…internalize the pain that tries to peel…away the veneer that I’ve tried to make…love and hate for all the dues I’ve paid…internalize the pain, internalize the shame…externalize your name…a slow death process on glimmering wings…’
original songcraft by C.Michael Keaton
excerpt; ‘protesting
apocalyptic profanity
hyping on about misanthropy
infecting the mass disease
on a wasted biology
your god, a hateful entity
my god, something I will to be…’