Warming Up

i am petrified
fossilized
turned into nothing
from dead men and dead eyes 
ignite
spark
flame
i’ll show you insane
i’ll show you the remains
of the bitter and the scarred that catastrophically
walk through your caverns
and bars
the ones
you
try
to
contain
stool-pigeons
trying to contain
mad moments
in tiny machines
trying to perfect
the others’ dreams
i’m coming for you
i’m coming for you
i’m coming for you
you have no idea
i’m warming up
then i’m taking over
with the help
of a few others
i’m gonna rip off the face of sunshine 
i’m gonna dance in the mad rain 
i’m gonna give you the gift
the gift of the perfectly insane 
pain
bleed with it
love it
cherish it
it is real
don’t pretend
don’t hide
when she shows me
how to light it up
i’ll show you how to fill it up 
with carnal trophies
with your dead sense
of achievement
with your grammys
with your little fairy bombs and your perfect little songs and the little terror
that makes you think you know what is right and what is wrong
in the afternoon
when the song
plays
the sinner sins
and that my friends
is the fucking game
it doesn’t end there
that is just one wave
one tiny particle
of sea salt
halt
what was that
did you catch that? 
think you got it figured out? 
yell
bleed
shout
hey, where you going?
come back
we still have to put them
into their graves
you have to expire
you have to transpire
you have to transmutate
to get up higher
climb that ladder of success
with your fancy hearts
and your fancy dress
and your meaningless nothingness
i’ll show you
i’ll show you
i am petrified
He is not
and He’s coming for you
gonna melt your glue
the little superficial armor
that you use
in order to not celebrate
the madness of the waves
oh, i’m coming for you
gonna tear it down
piece by piece
brick by brick
cell by cell
until there’s nothing left
nothing at all
i remember when you used to play with fervor 
now, you sip from dead glasses
of bad wine
with no madness
you can’t contain
you can’t contain
you can’t contain
you can’t contain
you can’t contain
this
oh, when she helps me
i’m gonna annihilate you
i’m gonna make you remember 
i’m gonna make it hard to forget 
i just gotta balance it
aww, fuck it
you can’t balance this
that’s for after
that’s where you balance
not here
not here
this is where you
bleed
red warm mosquitoes swinging from trees 
searching for something endlessly
i have little hands crawling through my rib cage 
rage
spinning
like a lost vagrant
into a neon night
where others think there is justice in this
silly little fight
it’s not right
it’s not right
just breathe
just breathe
just breathe
just breathe
just breathe
thank you
Eddie
now,
let’s fuck them up