Post by Séamus on Jul 6, 2009 19:45:17 GMT 1
I put this here rather than in the poem section because it's relevant to a discussion posted here!
You can’t fucking kill me
You can’t fucking kill me ‘cause I am already dead I have hung myself three times and cut my fucking arms to shreds I know you want to kill me I am honoured that you try but I am naked energy and energy never dies you really can not kill me you can put my personality to shame you can recount all my transgressions and I will breathe your blame you can laugh into this face of mine and be sarcastically so cold but on a spiritual level you’re only making your own only soul old. You can fuck my broken body and mess with this mixed head you can open up my arteries to make me ooze with red you can fold that little hand of yours to make a knuckled cube then aim it at this face of mine and punch the fucker through. You can cut my wretched limbs to bits and snap these brittle bones you can tear my flaccid flesh away but you’ll hear only joyful moans *((gouge the whites of my eyes so I can laugh so much I cry I am not afraid of death I will embrace the other side))don’t let me go too easy show me all your evil I’ll just be passive and transcend you as I rise through this upheaval start with my fingernails then toenails pull them out and then my teeth cut my epidermal inches make all of my dreams bleed take my scalp for your belt and cut off my spited nose feed me to your hungry dogs let them shake and rip and throw me in your dungeon with neither water nor bread it does not really matter see ‘cause I am already dead you can’t fucking kill me I am flattered that you try there is nothing you can do to me I’ve not witnessed with these eyes. You can’t fucking kill me I am pleased you want my head but you can’t fucking kill me ‘cause I am already dead.
* The bit in brackets has a severe change of tempo and actually turns into a rap then slows back down again to the same pace as before.
You can’t fucking kill me
You can’t fucking kill me ‘cause I am already dead I have hung myself three times and cut my fucking arms to shreds I know you want to kill me I am honoured that you try but I am naked energy and energy never dies you really can not kill me you can put my personality to shame you can recount all my transgressions and I will breathe your blame you can laugh into this face of mine and be sarcastically so cold but on a spiritual level you’re only making your own only soul old. You can fuck my broken body and mess with this mixed head you can open up my arteries to make me ooze with red you can fold that little hand of yours to make a knuckled cube then aim it at this face of mine and punch the fucker through. You can cut my wretched limbs to bits and snap these brittle bones you can tear my flaccid flesh away but you’ll hear only joyful moans *((gouge the whites of my eyes so I can laugh so much I cry I am not afraid of death I will embrace the other side))don’t let me go too easy show me all your evil I’ll just be passive and transcend you as I rise through this upheaval start with my fingernails then toenails pull them out and then my teeth cut my epidermal inches make all of my dreams bleed take my scalp for your belt and cut off my spited nose feed me to your hungry dogs let them shake and rip and throw me in your dungeon with neither water nor bread it does not really matter see ‘cause I am already dead you can’t fucking kill me I am flattered that you try there is nothing you can do to me I’ve not witnessed with these eyes. You can’t fucking kill me I am pleased you want my head but you can’t fucking kill me ‘cause I am already dead.
* The bit in brackets has a severe change of tempo and actually turns into a rap then slows back down again to the same pace as before.