Diode

Diode · 10-21-2013, 03:15 PM

Diode

AKA: MrAngry, Juxtapose
Active from: 2002 to the present day
Posted on: rapbasement, rapboard, b-boys, projectrhyme, upn, rapmusic, bragginwrites, netcees 1.0 and 2.0

This is for me in case our Saudi host pulls the plug on PR without notice.

Only other backup I have is Dropbox.

I don't have dates for any of this stuff.

[Resigned to Fate]

Each day that dawns without you
Makes my eyes desire blindness
From every dream that I awaken
Sleep beckons at its finest
A life once filled with love
Once married to its fate
Now shattered into dust
Turned simply desolate

Can you fathom the pain as it throbs in my chest?
Do you ponder the strain with every heave of my breast?
'Cos the liquid that flows concurrent with hearts
Will be a river run dry before the sobbing can start

We intermingled as one
You and I once resigned
Raised together a love
That's since been denied
You were the very zenith
Queen clutching hand in hand
But you were a lot of things
For which I simply can't demand

A world without your kiss, your hug, your laughter, and your words
Is simply not a world at all for which I choose to serve
These friends show me no comfort as my emotions have dissolved
So I guess this is the fate of mine for which I must resolve..

What becomes of he who's left behind
Stuck fending for himself
The wake of tears consumes him
As he's drowning off the shelf..

---

i was gonna go with my enemy's diary and pull the cliche "i'm my own enemy".. but it's way too obvious. so allow me to..

write a song meant to reassure someone you ACTUALLY know about something

dear you

i know it's hardly fair.. to understand my ways
to comprehend and defend the madness in my brain
maybe they're confused, just exactly what i do
or maybe i just lose it every time i think of you
but i got some clarity, redesigned my apathy
so let me break it down in way they all can see..

first i set the drip, with morphine levels thick
insert the needle in feeble veins and watch it tick
as the vic, rather sick, enters deluded frames of mind
i'll sanitize my tools at a steady pace of time
twenty minutes flies, now she's in euphoric states
this tells me that we're ready as her pupils dilate
incision number one, it's the sweetest of the bunch
a puzzle piece is carved, jigsaw style, and it's done
fibers tear from flesh, the blood is flowing steady
i watch the pressure spike as it drips into the levee
see these epidermal layers melt like butter to my flayer
and her feelings are subdued so the silence lets me savor
every shred and every tear, from her toenails to her hair
as i skin this girl alive while she's drugged and unaware
monitoring respiration as i'm stifling my elation
'cos deep inside my mind i see dahmer masturbating
now we move onto the muscles, from the tendons to the meat
all these nerves are sensitive, each reflexing to the beat
of her heart's own rhythmic nature, but i'm digressing past the point
as the scalpel severs ties between these bones respective joints
now i have to duly note, that this sight will make you choke
since the smell of searing skin wafts right up into your nose
then you'll watch her eyes aflutter, scattering organic tissue
see her going into shock as the intestines start to diffuse
under hands so animal, unnerving, cannibal
i dig into her stomach with a fever til i'm full
yeah i'm a master of my craft, she convulses as i laugh
'cos i came in through her abdomen when i probed her rectal path
now she's starting to gasp, yet there is no air inside

i removed those iron lungs and desoldered her life

--

i'll be drowning in my sorrows
and i'll be drowning in my drink
i'll be choking on the heartache
as i'm watching our love sink
see i'm not leaving you that simply
unless you drown me all yourself
i love you [name redacted]
and i guess that time will tell

--

: The Birth of a Nation :
(in another timeline)

they keep us underfed,
under wraps, strapped in lead
with these chains across our wrists,
across our stomachs, across our heads
we're fresh upon the land, they've dragged us overseas
to see secrets of betrayal and their torture in their streets
why'd they make us all their victims?
not our choice, NOT OUR VOICE
we're a simple pure commodity;
making fortunes, they rejoice
our skin is pure as snow, it's undriven as the land
where we toil in the soil, permafrost, hand in hand
the temperatures are freezing
hearing coughing, aching, sneezing
watching as my brothers cry and scream into the evening
the darkness never ending
it's consuming, never ending
it echoes in the sky, black as them, DEATH TO THEM!
IF ONLY WE COULD SEE OUR HOLY CITY,
BETHLEHEM!
we are the caucus of caucasians
christian martyrs, deprevation
sold as slaves unto supposed savior selfless zulu nations
our melanin mass captors sit in thrones above as masters
while we build a pagan nation to the bleating of their laughter
we are the whitest people, smallest race within this world
but we have plans for revolution
LET THE FREEDOM FLAG UNFURL

--

so.. you're..

thrust into puberty, emotions runnin wild..
days hot, nights cold, and your heart is on fire..
you enter high school in a fit of confusion..
an girls is growin up or whatever they're doin..
dudes is pushin weight, smokin stogies, drinkin brews..
while you try to find yourself claimin "nothin to lose"..
then some people get corrupted, disgusted, digested..
into social hierarchies that you all have manifested..
but this isn't a lesson, it's just the facts of life..
your brain'll start to strain as your childhood dies..
then the stressin's causin vexin all over your face..
so you're breakin all the mirrors in an utter disgrace..
of those ethics and values, questions and half-truths..
raised by all the peers who compare and contrast you..
and then you just crash duke, you cry and you crawl..
no desire to reach higher since you're snagged by your flaws..
but there's a light in the tunnel, a flame on the burner..
it keeps you strugglin on whereas others have murdered..
their minds, their bodies, their pupils, their veins..
and some'll turn to drugs - while some'll die in vain.
so this goes out to those who keep escapin the cycle..
life is vicious, life is rough..

don't stop runnin that mile.

10-21-2013, 03:15 PM	#1
Diode PR's Finest Join Date: Aug 2013 Posts: 14,165 Battle Record: 12-7 Rep Power: 85899410	Diode's Archive of Things (2003-2011) Diode AKA: MrAngry, Juxtapose Active from: 2002 to the present day Posted on: rapbasement, rapboard, b-boys, projectrhyme, upn, rapmusic, bragginwrites, netcees 1.0 and 2.0 This is for me in case our Saudi host pulls the plug on PR without notice. Only other backup I have is Dropbox. I don't have dates for any of this stuff. [Resigned to Fate] Each day that dawns without you Makes my eyes desire blindness From every dream that I awaken Sleep beckons at its finest A life once filled with love Once married to its fate Now shattered into dust Turned simply desolate Can you fathom the pain as it throbs in my chest? Do you ponder the strain with every heave of my breast? 'Cos the liquid that flows concurrent with hearts Will be a river run dry before the sobbing can start We intermingled as one You and I once resigned Raised together a love That's since been denied You were the very zenith Queen clutching hand in hand But you were a lot of things For which I simply can't demand A world without your kiss, your hug, your laughter, and your words Is simply not a world at all for which I choose to serve These friends show me no comfort as my emotions have dissolved So I guess this is the fate of mine for which I must resolve.. What becomes of he who's left behind Stuck fending for himself The wake of tears consumes him As he's drowning off the shelf.. --- i was gonna go with my enemy's diary and pull the cliche "i'm my own enemy".. but it's way too obvious. so allow me to.. write a song meant to reassure someone you ACTUALLY know about something dear you i know it's hardly fair.. to understand my ways to comprehend and defend the madness in my brain maybe they're confused, just exactly what i do or maybe i just lose it every time i think of you but i got some clarity, redesigned my apathy so let me break it down in way they all can see.. first i set the drip, with morphine levels thick insert the needle in feeble veins and watch it tick as the vic, rather sick, enters deluded frames of mind i'll sanitize my tools at a steady pace of time twenty minutes flies, now she's in euphoric states this tells me that we're ready as her pupils dilate incision number one, it's the sweetest of the bunch a puzzle piece is carved, jigsaw style, and it's done fibers tear from flesh, the blood is flowing steady i watch the pressure spike as it drips into the levee see these epidermal layers melt like butter to my flayer and her feelings are subdued so the silence lets me savor every shred and every tear, from her toenails to her hair as i skin this girl alive while she's drugged and unaware monitoring respiration as i'm stifling my elation 'cos deep inside my mind i see dahmer masturbating now we move onto the muscles, from the tendons to the meat all these nerves are sensitive, each reflexing to the beat of her heart's own rhythmic nature, but i'm digressing past the point as the scalpel severs ties between these bones respective joints now i have to duly note, that this sight will make you choke since the smell of searing skin wafts right up into your nose then you'll watch her eyes aflutter, scattering organic tissue see her going into shock as the intestines start to diffuse under hands so animal, unnerving, cannibal i dig into her stomach with a fever til i'm full yeah i'm a master of my craft, she convulses as i laugh 'cos i came in through her abdomen when i probed her rectal path now she's starting to gasp, yet there is no air inside i removed those iron lungs and desoldered her life -- i'll be drowning in my sorrows and i'll be drowning in my drink i'll be choking on the heartache as i'm watching our love sink see i'm not leaving you that simply unless you drown me all yourself i love you [name redacted] and i guess that time will tell -- : The Birth of a Nation : (in another timeline) they keep us underfed, under wraps, strapped in lead with these chains across our wrists, across our stomachs, across our heads we're fresh upon the land, they've dragged us overseas to see secrets of betrayal and their torture in their streets why'd they make us all their victims? not our choice, NOT OUR VOICE we're a simple pure commodity; making fortunes, they rejoice our skin is pure as snow, it's undriven as the land where we toil in the soil, permafrost, hand in hand the temperatures are freezing hearing coughing, aching, sneezing watching as my brothers cry and scream into the evening the darkness never ending it's consuming, never ending it echoes in the sky, black as them, DEATH TO THEM! IF ONLY WE COULD SEE OUR HOLY CITY, BETHLEHEM! we are the caucus of caucasians christian martyrs, deprevation sold as slaves unto supposed savior selfless zulu nations our melanin mass captors sit in thrones above as masters while we build a pagan nation to the bleating of their laughter we are the whitest people, smallest race within this world but we have plans for revolution LET THE FREEDOM FLAG UNFURL -- so.. you're.. thrust into puberty, emotions runnin wild.. days hot, nights cold, and your heart is on fire.. you enter high school in a fit of confusion.. an girls is growin up or whatever they're doin.. dudes is pushin weight, smokin stogies, drinkin brews.. while you try to find yourself claimin "nothin to lose".. then some people get corrupted, disgusted, digested.. into social hierarchies that you all have manifested.. but this isn't a lesson, it's just the facts of life.. your brain'll start to strain as your childhood dies.. then the stressin's causin vexin all over your face.. so you're breakin all the mirrors in an utter disgrace.. of those ethics and values, questions and half-truths.. raised by all the peers who compare and contrast you.. and then you just crash duke, you cry and you crawl.. no desire to reach higher since you're snagged by your flaws.. but there's a light in the tunnel, a flame on the burner.. it keeps you strugglin on whereas others have murdered.. their minds, their bodies, their pupils, their veins.. and some'll turn to drugs - while some'll die in vain. so this goes out to those who keep escapin the cycle.. life is vicious, life is rough.. don't stop runnin that mile. __________________ Last edited by Diode; 10-21-2013 at 03:19 PM.