Frankenbok
EP • 2001
Fuck! Then fall it's you why bend and mend for fruits that won't come undone? Scathed and unsung! Because you can abort the bliss cemented with its hands I've said it once or twice but the follow through Ain't as savoury for some I'm severing the tie - the seems I've sown are coming undone Cold turkey. I'm severing the tie that has severed me so dismal I have shedded but it keeps on growing back I've said it once or twice perhaps with or not enough conviction I've shedded but it keeps on growing back It's the sentiment of my entwined regrets That has left me spent and alone If I don't get through this if I don't clever it I fear I might progress But will it fill me up or seat me up? I'm considering monk discipline but when? I'm going monk discipline! Progression. Sterile this mind I can shape it but it leaks temptation so vile This progression carve out of the child and then replace with the tools that will slum you servile This monk discipline is in stone To break my back again I fold and figure it's wrong What I am lacking in Comes down to monk discipline I can't be more than this I can't be taunt
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
Open your wings and fly with angel of virtue I am becoming something more than servile I have this will to aspire That don't concern you I have some other things but I'll write! Open your wings and fly Through the cut open slit of desire Open your wings and just try to Trait convert to some other things Did I suffer motherfucker? Deeds are the things that hold structure With me and it hurts people This is where I belong This is where I'm omitted This is where I can go As there's work to be done now that I'm free It hurts people!
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
Cocaine, cocaine I think it's my choice of drug Cocaine showed me a life that's less cynical Soap and open with the knives of the critical And wash away today the effects sorry and typical Cocaine, cocaine I think it's my choice of drug Cocaine, cocaine the last time I had you was not the same In vain - The ass end of choice has become my name Cocaine I sink with this choice like dung Snow white! Cocaine be it my choice of drug I'd be it all if I could be... I just want one fucking hit! I bleed and seep out all my flaws My teeth tampon absorb this vermin that I Snort, sniff, sniff, snort Feel the aura of all kinds It's the best I get The yes I'm let into Insured. Pre Natural Sniff and invest in bliss Unlike none yet.
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025
To them I feel like steel, pulp, salt and peel Nothing is real and nothing is not a thing Reminder pinch and sink one more inch and synchronise with it's terms. Decline, it's in here you will find Splintered times and sling blade kinds that are going to Cut you down blind. Suspend and mend your kind how? It's the prevention of the mind fuck. I've just gone and Reinvented my fuck! I don't bleed for the things that sink and scathe I don't need those things with tits and arse I don't think I think there is anything true A lover scathed harps in vain that harboured paint to Celibacy I heal like feel like what? That I'm not complete Without it whatever it me be not passed down onto me Down through the family tree and so where the thing that you don't want to be I am not your sun why I'm no ones Is because I don't make excuses for what I am not like yourself A hurter and stealth You've taken my heart now my dick and go fuck yourself I have tried to lick and cleanse the purpose in the hope To adhere one train of thought in you I have stooped and lessened myself for I predict and hypothesise that these Outcomes and they are always so precise I predicted this outcome although I am not blinded By the lover of lies All through the lust not the eye not to be mistaken again Fuck you! You'll never hurt or understand for it never was in you I don't bleed for things that sink or scathe Thank you, fuck you, there! Do I think there is anything true? Love it scathes, discovers pain Face it although I don't My bliss in denial Fuse it to bind you refuse it to remind you Conclusive I bind to celibacy I don't bleed for things That sink and scathe Blissed by myself
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025
This cardboard box host the greatest hits Of my rejection - spontaneity amongst my cracks And my imperfections - I meant them all Well I guess that I thought I did And I'd take it all back if I only knew where to begin It's coming around it is coming back again So now what is my damage to inflect upon them All haste all tactics you're flawed if not plastic Success is revenge and I'll show you what some haste did Success is revenge with success I avenge And I recommend you churn some Achieve with haste you want to open me up so you can shit in me again You'll never open me up you'll never fuck with me again The noun projective is the people's cure Who oneself is and how one deals with it Cannot always be justified Someone beaten right is beaten by me Praise for mention I move on, passing it on
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
Cling renown to cling and bound to cling Allowed to cling Clinging on for this and clinging on for that... And cling unto Cling to this I'll let you cling for that you'll want no more nor need a thing my friend Submit some more some need some more And you will cling Submit some more submission is flaw And you will cling Cling on for this cling on for that cling unto And in time yes you will cling Cling to this...I will let you... Cling for that... You want no more just me My thing my friend
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025
You and me, we have an opportunity And we could make it something really cool But you, you think I'm not that kind of girl I'm here to tell you baby, I know how to rock your world Don't think that I'm not strong I'm the one to take you on Don't underestimate me boy I'll make you sorry you were born You don't know me The way you really should You sure misunderstood Dont' call me baby You got some nerve, and baby that'll never do You know I don't belong to you It's time you knew I'm not your baby I belong to me, so Don't call me baby Behind my smile is my IQ I must admit, this does not sit, with the likes of you You're really sweet Mmm, you're really nice But didn't mama ever tell you not to play with fire?
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Nov 09, 2025
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