The Perfect Is the Enemy of the Good
"The high office of the President has been used to foment a plot to destroy The President John Fitzgerald Kennedy In a speech made to Columbia University on Nov. 12, 1963 Ten days before his assassination Americans freedom and before I leave office I must inform the citizen of this plight." -JFK
Submitted by SerpentEve — Mar 26, 2026
Who's world is this? Who's maddening world Is this turned upside down or is right-side up With peaceful lives now put at risk It's Thickening It's so Sickening Might makes right but within our short sight We can't see this light has no end in sight WE STAND ON - OUR FREEDOM To destroy that which we protect Cutting our throats to save our necks And it's thickening, It's so sickening And if it would end Would this madman be your friend When the cost is the freedom lost Lay down And you can tell me that you have heard Now tell me what's going on And you can tell me all that you have read Now tell me what's going on And you can tell me that you believe But what the fuck is going on...with this world? Madmen roam this earth I'd be a fool to say I approve When they refuse to give us anything But untainted views I don't trust one word Pax Americana infidelis Will be the next cry of the world Hold on to what you've got. Hold on to all you've thought 400 billion won't buy us peace of mind But just keep that to yourself Who are you to say we've got nothing to fear Once we've wiped the board clear When madmen become kings (stand clear)
Submitted by SerpentEve — Mar 26, 2026
I swear this time is real. I swear this time is real Stood back and took some copious notes Observation lent some truth Evaluated where I stand Dove into the midst of what I would never want to be I'd rather drown than breathe In what the world expects from me And I swear this time is real. I know this time is real Look over the other side of the fence... Of this thing called life Let me show you how it's done... All resistance. Hesitance checked at the door No "just one more time." Leave all that behind Full steam ahead No hesitance. All resistance, dedicated life Steamroll this life Pave the way through your Old ways, force the mind Into another path Just once this time Just once this life With nothing in vain I took the road less traveled upon Sorted out what didn't belong Running through this life Sorted out what didn't belong No party line to string me along Running through this life Stretched this life apart Running through this life I took the road less traveled upon 30 years and going strong With nothing in vain
Submitted by SerpentEve — Mar 26, 2026
Last time I swore it was the last time. I'd write these last rites to this last fight. By the third time around I'm pretty well versed. By the third time it still hurts. By the third time I know myself well enough to know 10 years is not enough. What is this about this that brings me back? Have I ever even left? But what can I expect? Beauty is radiating through my TV set. I find its lines still corrupt my mind. In its image I am defined. What is this about this that brings me back? Have I ever even left? But what can I expect? The beauty, I find it still corrupts my mind. the beauty, I find, in its image I'm defined. Forge my body into steel while cognizant that this is not real. Flesh and devotion void of emotion save for an ounce of ineptitude and another song to express my helpless faith in this cage. Imprisoned for the rest of my life programmed into my mind, my eyes I'm fixated, irritated. Shallow as far as I can perceive with the disregard of what I believe.
Submitted by Grave666 — Nov 08, 2025
Bullshit knocks you over the head Like a ton of bricks CNN kills brain cells like alcohol PR feeds the rage But the clear answers never come It's like an open bar to misplace our trust Call into your talk show hatred To express all that we don't know The sun will not rest On backs of evil The sun will not set When we think like this Wake up. We will. Destroy. Ourselves This rage is realy against yourself You're slamming the shots of fear itself They'll have to pry that remote from your dead Cold hands Our grip on truth rests On the lies we've been told And this whole thing.. Smells like Bullshit It smells like more bullshit to me It's the same scenario all across the land TV radiating, remote in hand Advertising, propagting-entertaining We're escaping. We're escaping from ourselves Pull up a stool... Truth. Lies. It's all the same Fact. Fiction. It's all a game Failure- to think for ourselves Success- to live up to a lie
Submitted by SerpentEve — Mar 26, 2026
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Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 18, 2026
Numbed to the bone. Shaken down Can you feel the thickness of 24-hour days Can you feel the world and your blood escalate Can you feel your body from the neck up? You sink. These desperate needs call more extreme means In a world of disease there are products to appease Resolution won't come back when the numbness fades Now more than ever. You never have to question the cure Our mark of civilization ends and begins with a price tag on everything See the ads. All the good health you could have Perfect life. Co-payed slave Diagnosed and baited the same day All hail this progress. It's all for sale. All hail
Submitted by SerpentEve — Mar 26, 2026
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What made you think that we know? If truth is a virus we're healthier than we know Shaken. Taken. Hardly mistaken. Withheld. Purpose No clue of this life. Cultured and nutured with selection We are students of fictional history Fed an incomplete formula. Perfect for ignorant mass efficiency (Making less of you and me) Fed diets lacking truth Truth lacking relevance. All context put on hold. Fed diets lacking truth But I want it back with no looking back. So tell the truth and run I'll take it in, like a shot of gas burned into my brain like the sun No compromise Not even at this stage in the game What you perceive to be locks and chains I call the only way This is our humble testament to all that we don't know We may not know where we are but we know where not to go
Submitted by SerpentEve — Mar 26, 2026
("Give me control over a nation's currency And I care not who makes it's laws." Mayer Amschel Rothschild, 1743-1812) A tide of Blue Blood A tide of mystic light so consuming shadows take a life of their own But you won't see them walk around. CFR (Council on Foreign Relations) TLC (Tri-Lateral Commission). A wave of order for the new world is in Store. A new world order for humanity to deplore. Like those foretold Centuries before. Like a capital city laid out in denominations of 13 Like nominees for the presidency that belong to secret societies And those who win are held like puppets, outranked by banks Founded on cosmic lore So be our perceptions insecure So sure of what we see and what we endure we see no tie to the ancient world None. You think this happens by chance? You really cannot afford to be this naive You think life happens by chance? You really cannot afford to be this naive You think war happens by chance. You really cannot afford to be this naive You think this happens by chance? You really cannot afford to be this naive When life When life is what When life is what they dictate You can run but you can't hide from the tide of illumination So fuck off with your trivial talk radio shows 'Cause all your politics argue on the shadow and not on the substance
Submitted by SerpentEve — Mar 26, 2026
Just you wait until this ends Just you wait till we learn Just you wait till we know Just you wait till we know "I will wait to find out I swear I hope I'm wrong I hope the truth is warm I want to come in from the cold" So you think you figured it out? So you think one day a week will do? So you think your will is free and clear? So you think you think What can you say you truly know When so much has be covered And re-covered with dust? The war for men's minds only blinds us from What's in front of our eyes But we're all experts now We all know the world over and over again We've all watched too much TV to not know What we stand for We're walking into World War III Open your eyes, witness the prophecy And the 5th sun falls Some think it noble to fill the prophecy Create reality, march into finality This evil opposed, no chance for me goes disposed FIGHT OR RUN FOR YOUR LIVES
Submitted by SerpentEve — Mar 26, 2026
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Stiff as hell. Fade to black. Blackness swells. Forgetting never felt so Good. Yeah, remembering only as a reference. Today is gauged by how Unhappy I am not. I can still hear what's going on back there and I don't Care. One would struggle to find some kind of peace of mind but I Just don't care. Once would struggle to find some kind of peace of mind Even when this dance is over I won't stop moving. I will never miss a Beat. I would not be able to move like this without having walked through Your door. I would not. No, not without having my eyes shut... Or having watched them burn. Shaped, redirected, reevaluated, created a new Man. Thanks for getting me in. I'll get you next time Much like discipline is the price to pay for progression, the admission price for happiness Is often suffering. Regret loses it's luster and appeal after considering that where we are in Our lives is merely the product of experiences and decisions. The not-so true madness that Others put us through becomes a standard with which to compare our happiness to. So Thanks for getting me in. I won't be paying you back
Submitted by SerpentEve — Mar 26, 2026
I'm Staring into the sun, waiting for it to fall down I've collapsed over this madness My hair has been pulled out. I've tried, but to no avail Me is resting. I Finish Words cannot convince the mind when I can't believe my eyes Who am I kidding? I am dreaming My Time is clocked in once and for all All over again I told myself it could not fall But you are here as clear as the day It's as clear as a star on my wrist So long, loneliness, my love What you see when you look down at the star on my wrist Is what I've always hoped I'd find And it blows my mind
Submitted by SerpentEve — Mar 26, 2026
Maybe I should just kill you now. When we turn our backs on our consciousness we put more than ourselves at Risk. I could kill you. I could burn your eyes and hop the next train so you could never find your precious new Life. What drove you not to create but to destroy your life? The second seems like it's speeding up. Window Fogged with lifelessness and I can barely see through it. No thanks. You will move. When you smell it burning Down you will move In the midst of the conformity of the work world, sometimes the act of arguing with the newspapers or evening News is our only indication that we are still alive and kicking with an open mind. Once we forget to be outraged By injustice in the world and begin concerning ourselves only with our jobs, we forget what it is to be human This song is about the war with myself in the struggle to find meaningful work while being surrounded by Conflicting values and opinions. It is a reminder to feel
Submitted by SerpentEve — Mar 26, 2026