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Cult of the Dead Cow 227
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...presents... Big Ol' Heaping Pile of Shit
by Suicidal Maniac
>>> a cDc publication.......1993 <<<
-cDc- CULT OF THE DEAD COW -cDc-
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Disturbed
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It really makes me think... It really makes me think... It really makes
me think... It really makes me... It really makes me... It really makes me
want to kill. Why is it that everyone in this society must be tagged? What I
really hate is that everybody plays along with all of it. It's so stupid,
you're so stupid. I can't understand anything in this world. We work against
ourselves. In a world filled with hypocrites, what can one person do? It's me
who's trying to figure things out, and it's you who is holding me back. If I
can't live in YOUR world, why must I have been brought into it? It should be
everybody's world, not YOUR world. Peace is a concept that cannot be defined.
AND IT'S BECAUSE OF ASSHOLES LIKE YOU, who pull together with other assholes
like yourself to hold us down. You call me insane, but I have another view.
But to your eyes my view is of no relevance. You say I'm crazy, perhaps I'm
one of the few blessed with sanity while the rest of the world is filled with
an enormous amount of hypocritical lying scheming racist conformist two-faced
lunatics. Why is it that anyone with a little insight and sense must be dubbed
disturbed?
Can you justify your actions? I can justify my hate for you, and I just
did it, but I suppose it's just another statement from a disturbed youth.
Talking to the world is like trying to communicate with a tree and one of these
days, I'm going to buy a chainsaw and make some fuckin' firewood. Go to hell.
Acid
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The colors seem brighter
My head feels lighter
I paint vivid images in my mind
I could see them, even if I were blind
The images burn
As my mind begins to turn
The page of the book
From that hit of acid I took.
My mind is like a story,
Filled with love and glory.
It's all a fantasy,
but it's putting me in ecstasy.
The feelings are so kind,
those contained in my mind.
Hours pass, and my happiness fades
As if someone had pulled down the shades.
Reality bounces back,
I begin to pack.
I'm going on a trip,
This one much longer,
For the hit of acid is much stronger.
I hope this one will last
It brightens my past.
Reality is so much better,
When you can alter what you see,
And I like things a little wacky.
Rain on a sunny day,
No bills to pay.
Acid, it burns your mind
from which many things you will find.
You discover yourself,
And if you look hard enough...
You just may see an elf.
This World
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Oh beautiful planet
This world of darkness
Our world of corruption
This world where sullen and sane are same
This world where children
are starving, while the
rich eat with silver.
This world where people
Are dying, without help.
This world where the government
Screws it's people and smiles.
I cannot help but wonder
What's at the end of the road.
Be it life or death,
I will not smile.
Not in this world.
In this world,
I am not conscious,
I am anti-social.
Dying Eyes
----- ----
I look out onto the cold world.
I feel time slipping away.
I see everything in a blur.
I look at the world through dying eyes.
All of the arrogant rays tire my vision
All of the denied dreams warp my senses
All of the hurt & agony ties my mind
All of the dark burns my dying eyes
Grey
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Hate
Torment
Breachment
Lies
Corruption
Life
Death
Sickness
Epidemic
Plague
Life
Alcohol
Drugs
Overdose
Death
Life
Mental Illness
Schizophrenia
Manic Depressive
Death
Life
Pain
Funeral
Wake
Death
Life
Cemetery
RIP
Death
Life
War
Death
Life
The curtains close. All the colors turn to grey.
Love
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I'm falling for you
I love you
Will you marry me?
I love you
Let's have children
Don't leave the toilet seat up
Get rid of your tampons
I want a divorce.
Pulling
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Single file
Stand in line
Take a number
Wait for it
Alphabetical Order
Boy - Girl - Boy - Girl
Shortest to Tallest
Income brackets
Pulling your individuality.
Mockery
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He doesn't know what he wants
Look he's alone
He's awkward
He's weird
He's ugly
He's short
He's impotent
He's black
He's oriental
He's got zits
He's a mockery.
Big Words
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Abatement
Abjuration
Abhorrence
Beatitude
Crepehanger
Gregarious
Focalize
Statute
Indigenous
Witticism
Mordacious
Kinetic
Susceptible
Redundant
Redundant
Metamorphose
Juvenescence
Juxtapose
Happenstance
FUCK!
At Night
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At night, I vaporize,
I slip through the crack in your window.
I lay with you under the covers.
I feel your every move.
I feel your warm breath as you exhale from a sigh.
I feel the heat coming from your snatch.
I fondle your breasts, but you do not feel it.
I molest your body, violate it.
Then, I'm gone.
At night, I prowl your house while you sleep.
I enter your private life.
I let the skeletons out of the closet.
I roam through your panty drawer.
I sense your dishonesty.
I sense your falseness.
I see through your act.
Then, I'm gone.
At night, I haunt your dreams.
I remind you of your wrongs.
I bring pain and agony to your thoughts.
I torment your every move.
I haunt you with guilt.
I post illusions to confuse you.
Then, I'm gone.
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.ooM |1993 cDc communications by Suicidal Maniac 04/01/93-#227|
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