CESKA ZBROJOVKA

Your fingers are calling
Into the fields of pressure
There's a sea in discomfort
Its really big
Its a giant sea

My name is Halcyon
I'm not a fiery bird
I'm a forced aerial
to be shot dead
A figure of Vodka
With eyes on my addiction
The nip is giant
and I cant wait
With you, I cant be realated
I was just craving
I dont crave now
I'm forsaken
Forsaken in the Rain

I'm melting
There's no protection in the rain
I'm still dying
For twenty years I've been the same

Little Girl, you've grown smaller than you think
But Im a giant
A giant way to come back
Don't act like you wonder

If it was my way
We would be groping
Thru sheets of satin
And searching for the gold
These thoughts shrink me
They'll dazzle you too
But if they dont
I can explain myself
Its just too violent
I cant watch me
I should be banned
From being so docile

Hey boy, sprinting thru the sand
Prove yourself
And drink on the hottest day
Little Girl, look at yourself
You're so yourself
I can hardly be me

Hey boy, sprinting thru the sand
Prove yourself
And drink on the hottest day
Little Girl, look at yourself
You're so yourself
I can hardly be me

Atleast I'm Giant
Atleast I'm something

SUPPOSEDLY "ABOUT ME"

1. You can consider me shoddy cos' I dont have a driving license to run you over when im drunk

2. I chose to be single n' that amounts to a gay even tho u cunt get 1 with all the zest

3. Sarcasm is the doorway to all n' Nirvana is my emancipation, but my fav trak is 'Stairway to Heaven'....How ironic is that!

4. Im not jealous of your good life. its your optimism with a screwed up life that had me drunk

5. I want cancer so that Im legalised to smoke pot

6. Im too ficcal to be successful n' you suck too much<<<

7. Life has a brighter side at nights cos' Im pessimistic, n' everyone who hates me is supposed to be unappreciative of quality n' lacking in depth just cos' they arent pessimistic themselves.
n' Im still proud after writing all this.

8. I hate everyone n hardly care about what people comment. yet Im writing all this

9. The bullets(points) are cut out to be cool becos' of all the sarcasm.I'm optimistic about that

10. I'll always consider that no- one would get what I've written as if Im some prodige of Coleridge n the only one who got to study Angrezee in India

11. I withdraw to home every night n' tell my mum about how my buds drank n' I just fagged

12. Dad got me broadband cos' I had to finish my project

13. You're reading all this cos' you're gleeful that its not another one of my songs

14. Do you even respect my songs anymore??
I know what you're thinking.Were they songs??I thot they were poems!!!

15. Thats not what u were thinking.I just made a fool outta myself

16. I think admitting that makes me cool.I kno it dusnt

17. U dont wanna read this anymore

18. GET LOST!

19. You just reciprocated

20. Now ur wondering when will this garbage end...
...whenever u'll stop reading

Dont smile cos' its over
Repent that it happened!

===APOPHTHEGMATIC METRONOME~~~

I wanted bees to see my progress
but they would give me stings
I wont put my make- up on
cos' I am losing face

Living in this water bottle
is my life on her lips
Desolation when its sealed
but thirst when its set free

Wait...
Wait...
I wanna make a name
I'm running round and round this tree

Wait...
Wait...
I wanna have a say
I must sail in this leaking boat
...it will sink

I would beat these ten- feet men
if I could see their heads
I can grow a tail of horse
If I could run so fast

I had no- one when I came
there's no- one I would take
I would put the gun to my head
but I swore I wont kill

Wait...
Wait...
I wanna make a name
Im running round and round this tree

Wait...
Wait...
I wanna have a say
I must sail in this leaking boat
...it will sink

Im the Judas of your father
but I wont hang myself
Look inside my lonely suite
and you will find two beds

Heresy in my one- pound brain
A stone in my chest
Serenaded in early morning
its sleep that I will pick

Wait...
Wait...
I wanna make a name
Im running round and round this tree

Wait...
Wait...
I wanna have a say
I must sail in this leaking boat
...it will sink

^^^LA$T OF MY KIND~~~

Come inside my room
See your pictures painted on the walls
I bless you to live your life
in the bustle of the evergreen

I wish to hear your songs
when I switch on the radio
Learn every word you wrote
and live in every house you sold

The sunshine will kiss your hands
when you'll bask
...in the Sky Of Miracles

I'm flying in clear blue Skies
...Of a Miracle

The twinkle of shining lights
is a prejudice of distant eyes
The Echoes of forest- fright
is a chance to hold her in my arms

The Dying Fears
is a violin tuned in time
I want you smiling NEAR
or FAR...
...I just want you to smile

The sunshine will kiss your feet
When you'll bask
...in the Sky Of Miracles

I'm flying in clear blue Skies
...Of a Miracle

Drive in a mirrored car
in the mountains of despair
And beleive you're a Winner
cos' now you know you can breathe in thin air...
...and you dared to Live

Its raining now
and I see my times with you, as a rainbow in the sky
I know we'll fall in love
and kiss
...in all our next lives

The sunshine will kiss your lips
when you'll bask
...in the Sky Of Miracles
I'm flying in clear blue Skies
...Of a Miracle

***$UB$ONIC WIZARDRY~~~

I...trusted time
for my fate
Hide...in your crime
for her sake in the sunshine

Ten ways to look at me
when i'm not looking
The sense of my sins
is weak when i'm turning

Let me hear...
every whisper in the story

Im here...
Im right here for you
as your slave
as your slave

Got the Wizards at my window
hanging by the rails
They'll wait for me to stare at them
and kill me then and there

They're two faced
They're violet Wizards in me

If I dont feed nuns with my blood
they'll grow in me
They're scions
of once dormant wraiths in me

I...just smoke...
and cave in the darkness of the midnight
I ...slayed my son
when i felt provoked
by the trial of my business

You poured the poison in me
when i closed my eyes yawning
Dont treat my lover
as an object of your liaison

I'll kill...
and get killed for you
I'm here...
Im right here for you
as your slave
as your slave

Three lines on my forehead
Fetish on my lap
I want to give her my life
but the Wizards wont accept

They're rifles...
of first blood and killing glee

Like a self- destructive mind
begging for mutation

They're marines
who've never heard of seas

A ruthless nation filled with greed
cant take it anymore

Drop the bombs
with no remorse
Burning out all the cities

Disease the best
Profane the rest
Burn their homes
and break their necks
Destroy them in shackles of slavery

The far- cry rising in the wild
are the winners mocking me

They're two faced
They're violet Wizards in me

If i dont feed nuns with my blood
they'll grow in me
They're scions
of once dormant wraiths in me

I squinted in the moonless nights
and got blinded very soon...
(I see the concentrated filth
burning the limelight beside me,
Im sliding in an unrest to avoid it,
and you're following the treadmarks
of the rhododendron;
the resounding outrage
of your enigmatic gore,
like zeppelins towering the skies of Rye,
not that you dont understand,
but you do,
and still self detonating surreptitiously.
I know all of this.)

Spoiling all your infants
Buying icebeds in the winter
Renting attic to the sinners
granting wisdom to their kids

The night skies in your ceiling
Unconscious ways of healing
Dead when you're sleeping
You'll never wake again...
...not another day

Im flying in the air
with a smile upon my face
cos' my wings are burning down

And then it starts to rain
Its drops chide the flame
Gift of rainbow from the heaven
but i lose my wings to rust

Scavengers have a party
countless stitches on my body
My prostration makes the news
And how I'm a selfish slack...
...in my thirst for love

The goodness of infection
is a common treatment plan
You saw the devil in frustration
There's a spirit in the devil...
...who thrives on confusion

Illiterates on the mission
of fighting wars never won
Its their one way to redemption
They'll do the worst they would to rest

They're two faced
they're violet wizards in me

If i dont feed nuns with my blood
If i dint grow horns of distrust
They'll grow in me

They're scions
Of violet Wizards in me

If i dont see the world tomorrow
Forfeit my dear life of sorrow
Lead my last breath in the vision...
...of your sight

~~~AMPHITHEATRE OF DREAM$~~~

Get into my Amphitheatre Of Dreams
Where the stands are filled with broken cars

Blinded by the Light Of Stars
When they dont want what we are

Divine........
They want divine
Divine.......
They want divine

Glory in the Age Of Wars
Like a hound of shark feast on tarts
Bluffed by the Myth Of Gods
a frisk before the cheating starts

Foiled by the Change Of Heart
Impatient drops in a greyish cloud
Im familiar with What You Are
Your warmth speaks, lies just shout

Divine.......
You're divine
Divine.......
You're divine

Convinced by the Decoys Of Czar
they're slayed ships in empty jars
Pursuit of a Perfect Life
...is a rusted cage of brimstone bars

Spilled glass in Quakes Of East
A follicle of staggered lands
Sailing in the Seas Of Slime
is a conscious man who's lost his wand

Drowned.......
He wants to drown
Drowned.......
He wants to drown

Spits on my Face Of Spots
another life is what I want
Perplexion is the Drink Of Dolls
with feet of rust and face of scars

They all had a Human Start
they killed themselves and made it steel
Robotic arms with Strength Of Giant
metallic skins which never heal...

...in time
All the time
...in time
All the time

Get into my Amphitheatre Of Dreams
where the stands are filled with broken cars

Blinded by the Light Of Stars
When they dont want what we are

Divine.......
they want divine
Divine.......
they want divine

###GLO$$Y BLOODSTAIN~~~

Ohh...These lovely stains
of misbehaviour
in the shadow of my dreams

The steep terrains
of daunting nature
with all the forests stalking me

The taste of pleasure
The verbal treasure
......is noise....
when its knocking at your door

And all this silence
Of estranged passion
.....is blood...
much darker than the black i've bled before

Come, heal the stains
In the symposium of bluffs
cos' you're the narcissist
i cant give up

Unfold the planes
that i made throughtout my life
crashing in the
dire straits of dust

I played the game
Of monks and sages
to treat the cancer of no cure

I'll kiss your wounds
and make them diamonds
you wont lose me anymore

The misty vapour
is an accentuator
Of our kiss
like we're living our last breath

The guilt of pressure
Your desperate measures
are shallow depths
I can see your tears sheen behind that crust

Come, heal the stains
In the symposium of bluffs
cos' you're the narcissist
i cant give up

Unfold the planes
that i made throughtout my life
crashing in the
dire straits of dust................