Dying Breed
Leaves, burn, burning, burning leaves But these don't come from trees Not oak nor pine Sweet smoke, come take a toke of my spirit enhancement Inviting smells fill the air Pleasant numbing sensation Feeling, and touch slightly numbed Thank you good herb Vision enhanced and lazy Keeps getting better Taste of the giving plant Stoned, heightens sexual urge, heart beating harder and faster Lost train of though Time to pass it along Ancient social ritual Smoke and visit with the occasional akward moment Cannabis Sativa so good and positive, unfair illegalization You ware what I like Roll it up and smoke it, smoke it everyday Buy a bag of weed and lets get really blazed Roll it, pack it, bong it That's what we want Because I need to taste the skunky funky funk Hydro is what we want Light green is what we need Comatose, baked and stoned Light it up and toke along Smoke, fire it up, hydro, light green Smoke some fucking pot
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 01, 2026
Gone are the days of pride Inspiration flowed something new at ever corner Then we gone older and got responsible Since when does responsibility mean you have to lose motivation and dedication? When did you lose your "way of life"? Cliché, when did you lose your "sight"? It used to be so meaningful So what's so important now? It used to be so meaningful So what's important now? What is it consuming? What a disappointment Those that were once so supportive, are the same ones killing this scene Such skill and musicianship, so much more creative than most anything You are a dying breed We are a dying breed, the rest of the world will never understand Congratulations dead ass You will always be some stupid fuck that does not support the scene, always sitting at home Lazy motherfucker. Dying breed On the computer or TV Bitch about something to see nonsupporter of the scene You will be a dying breed Never coming out, never coming in, never becoming part of the scene Always sitting on your ass, and on your couch and becoming real thin
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 01, 2026
Now as darkness falls over me, sitting at the hotel waiting to leave Just waiting to get this night over Down on your knees Crawling toward a break I can't escape from this place that I hate I can't wait to leave this place in the morning I can't wait any longer Waiting for dawn Mall monster. Muzak insanity, its driving me crazy Mall monster. Glaring at security cops Seeing constant pop culture Yuppie fashions under surveillance Surrounded by a mass of idiots Money blowing fools Dollar signs are everywhere Pick me, buy me, I am what you want Food court terrorizer strolls by you Cover your children's eyes The mall monster has consumed you Shit on sale
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 01, 2026
Slowly rotting away, slowly craving I can't take this hate, this feeling cold and dead inside Done to much, my mind is going to explode My pulse is racing and the drain runs down slow Paranoid and shaky, the craving makes me want more Snorting line after line, just trying to kill time Trying to find happiness that I cannot find Anger and depression gloom now what comes over me Taste it. Lets do another bump Now I am blown away Burning and itching inside, I want it to last forever Speeding my life away, blowing mind decay Now I need to cope with what's going on Slowly rotting away
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 01, 2026
Down, wake up, go to work not knowing what's in store Making a living, best I can Spending a lot of time away from home, down the unknown This is where I don't belong, now I call home But sometimes I get tired of this place Living on the road can be such a waste Day in, day out, feeling like a slave Now the road is home 'til the grave Staring at four walls Welcome to life of down the unknown Driving miles on end, gripping the wheel at 110 Going down 75, now the road has come to life Putting up with endless shit, the road has taken over I just can't quit, I'm on the path 'til I die Down the unknown, this is where I call home
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 01, 2026
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Feast of the dead They won't stay dead Radiation from a fallen satellite has caused the dead to come back to life The formerly deceased have developed a taste for human flesh Board yourself up to stay alive Crawling with ghouls Mass murder going on everywhere Now victims are being devoured and eaten They keep coming back in a bloodthirsty lust for human flesh for I am a zombie Marshall law has become Shoot them in the head, now that's how you kill the dead This has become the night of the living The dawn finally arrived, and most of the population has become infected The zombies will consume you flesh, fighting off the army of the dead One by one the struggle to stay alive is what we want They will never run out of food if we are still alive Eating the flesh right off of you Now you are going to die When there is no room in Hell, the dead will walk the Earth Now we have taken refuge in an underground missile silo where we struggle to control the flesh eating horror that walks the Earth above Dead
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 01, 2026
Horrors, I can't comprehend Bringing what is real, their twisted minds They are all dead A prophet has become of me Read what the future holds The dark ones shall rule this world Writing books of insanity in the Black Church Fantasy becomes reality Grotesque deformations, mutilations The portal of things beyond opens like a tear in the page What you read is your life I am the last one of the sane Welcome to Hobb's end I see them coming The dark ones have come for me I am fiction I am a piece of your work Human race dies infected by a plague of madness Suffering, I am the last one
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 01, 2026
Dry your eyes Hold you with two fingers in your tiny microphone Mascara runs, blot the saline mixture with a ball of tissue paper Manicure so perfect Ten identical wings for you to choose from Such a savior, such a saint Jesus said to me, "What if that were you?" Flies eating on you, so many fools This is your one stop savior shop Send you checks We need a new church Donate, God wants you to He told me, go to work, donate your money, too Send it, we need a new church I need a few things Look at my new car Send me your money Look at my new rings Donate, all of you, give it all to me I want your money, donate Donate your money, give it to me Now get on your knees and worship me What a profession Such a savior, such a saint
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 01, 2026