Dead Water Diary
A song unsung, a deed undone Son of the sun, on the run with a gun The natives are getting restless The Haitians contested Workers Prostitutes Honeydew ain't bloodless 1, 2, 3 A, B, C I am We The jungle can't see What's foreign to this world Is native to me Street's kiss, bleed snitch Flesh, bricks, get stitched Drip blood on my plate So I can taste it Face it, grace it Mold this era, embrace it 1, 2, 3 A, B, C I am We The jungle can't feel A mind out of time Is ticking in me
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
Sometimes I was running They'd pass by faster, I wished But then I kept jogging And so precious times I wasted Some days I would live again Repeat them if I could Moments like after the rain Just freeze the time I would Am I walking all alone? This path just leading on There is no return My steps must go on Some moments I would erase Times of pain and hurting When i can't stand my face in the mirror I'm crying I can't dry the rain Nor blacken the sun More's the cloudy pain With the time I run
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
There is a meaning in everything A right and a wrong in every song So think twice what you wish, it might come true The things that you say and what you do The life that you live, one of a kind The things that you seek you will find What my eyes can see, just a drop in the sea So little that my eyes can lie Just look with your heart That is the art of living the one life in the sun
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
Once again the house I built came down, a broken dream I didn't change the course enough to change it all The lifeline you tied solidly, my days to safety I did cut it away with a knife of hesitation Once again I steered the ship and didn't look where Was I taking the friends I called dear to me? Now the collision's gone The ocean washes all the bodies away, which I called dear to me The plans made, big and small, why can't I make them work? The smaller gets bigger The lonely bits of me cry on the ground I still want to climb mountains and leave them behind The plans made, big and small, why can't I make them work? The smaller gets bigger Every time I trust my steps, away the ground gives Is it bad, as I think, or for the best of me?
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
Hold yo’ head Stripped down to your heels It's your neck sick, on the wheel - This triangle – ain’t down to make it a square So hold on to your pillow, just step back Or break this silence - This animation Dropped the ball, and killed the pill Since broken characters won't make it home... They never crushed bones Grab a hold of your heart It’s not a straight stray Still hold on to your round - That animation Stealing my steps Out of this world - Like this regression It's your steps stealing my art So why stick to the script When you gon’ play out our part Legs lost ever since, since it all started Retarded, still feel the pain - The heart Fuck you, then ‘Cos the ball’s back on run And your ass’s on the way Carry worth the eight And back to the bay The pigs, blasting away...but way too late You’re back in Now carry worth my weight No longer feel it on my back My pain lost that trait
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
If people made you the one in power Or God gave you the key and built you a tower If I give my power to you Don't take it just to entertain All of you in you, hundreds times two Don't seek glory by causing pain Who holds the sword and authority He has a reason, it's not in vain He should make truth reality Help those who carry pain If people made you the one in power Or God gave you the key and built you a tower Give your name honour, don't make it sour It's your job to help us in our darkest hour Help us...
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
Show me a war that does not lie A conqueror without his own gain Show me a victim that doesn’t ask why A child of battle who hasn’t felt pain I cannot see, my ears don’t hear Anything good in these songs of killing They who start the wars They only hold the force They don’t fight the brothers They just take from others The soldiers hold people in fear And the pool of revenge is filling Wheels of war – Shotdown truth The cycle of death - The stolen breath I cannot see, my ears don’t hear Anything good in these songs of killing The soldiers hold people in fear And the pool of revenge is filling They always come – come together Don’t let them in – they’ll stay forever
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
Mother, I've tried to make you so proud in my eyes Should I push forward when I'm tired Invest in you when you have expired And if I can't would you let me come Back inside From the outside And let me breathe In between Father, through your eyes Will you watch over me beyond your time? Across the river, deep and wide Step by step, leave me behind Oceans, dividing our time Where ever you are How near, how far Where ever we were I don't know where I have gone Gone with wind Sucked to the sun You are as you were
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
When I stepped into this world There was someone who said he had heard That once a child is born, a promise is filled like sworn When all the duties are done, will the freedom come? As long as there is a cage, our time is just empty rage We are the sum of our choices Why no-one will hear our voices? We need to spread our wings so that we could fly like the birds We have to jump out of the nest and let the free wind do the rest We are the sum of our choices We have to jump out of the nest
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
From a seed, to a schoolgirl, to a graduate, a prostitute Became a junkie, a mother of a daughter with gratitude For a mirror that allowed her mother to stare back In a room starving for light to discern the darker shades, black Please step in, inhale, and open your eyes You may turn off the radio wishing you could censor this life And fast-forward the times, won't let them touch you severely With this bliss of ignorance dismissed, this life shall not miss her dearly No, she won't have the luxury... What's whispered in darkness, should be dragged out in white light Covering the wrong should but hinder the right Burn the curtains that sucked out the last breath Of a girl born so bright she tried to light up the death Inevitable like the sunset, covering all she'd possessed Like sunrise, the fall is an all-day process Destined to destroy a seed bound to shine But the seed outshone by the black illuminates this rhyme Written to rip the curtains absorbing the air Blowing out the candle lit to handle despair What's whispered in darkness, should be dragged out in white light Covering the wrong should but hinder the might of right But for every ray of light there's dark space left closed In a battle for a breath, who advocates those opposed? It doesn't make a difference whether you burn out or fade away When the story's wrapped up in plastic, it's time to call it a day
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
Found my tip split yesterday Dull edged and wrecked The havoc got me vexed so I slit my arrow Ripped what I'd sowed and slaughtered my farrow The jar was half empty today The taps leaked condensed milk yesterday But my withered lips were itching And my mind started switching And my hands were shaking The glass shattered on my palms waking Up my nerves, drenched with thirst this morning But the stool didn't pass me by until today Hit the floor again tonight 4.00 a.m It's tomorrow, times prey The cracks in the floor don't choose sides Whatever, whoever, lose, dies It's the year of dead water, son, year of dead water
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026