Bloody Words

The Broken And The Damned

We are the broken,
We are the damned,
The madness in moonlight
That runs hand in hand.
The consumers of flesh,
The souls without homes.
We soak up all evils
Deep into our bones.
We carry our monkeys
On our backs with delight,
If help tries to take them
We put up a fight.
And we line up our minds
With our kinds who have fell,
We all know forewell
That we're going to hell.
We relish the chance
To dance in such heat,
If Lucifer calls then
We'll move to his beat.
Chaos destruction:
Albeit within.
Our minds never tire
Of soaking in sin.
We're torn and we're tragic,
We're pasty and dry,
As thin as the skin
Which is lining our eyes.
We are beautiful bastards
With nowhere to hide,
Our pupils shine red
While our smiles shine wide.
We need no forgiveness
For what we will do,
Our only regret
Is that we've not got you.
Well not yet. Have we met?
I'm the one with the grin,
The anarchic back,
And the full frontal sin.
In sloe gin we move quickly,
We're riding that wave.
We always have laughter,
Our boredom's been staved,
To the grave we will party,
With death we will dance,
Undress him and bathe him
Whilst he's in a trance.
And the chances we take
Are many and great,
We're fucking with fate
And loving our hate.
At the gate we are waiting:
Naked, mouths gaping,
We are demonstrating
Its never too late.
We've strayed to the darkness,
We're heartless and free.
We're parting our minds
Like Moses red sea.
Could it be little people
You look down on me,
While I'm riding so high,
Up on cloud ninety three.
Could it be, in your sunshine,
With rainbows and light,
That we watch from the shadows,
We embrace the sweet night.
With starlight on our shoulders
We'll hold you so tight,
We fight with our eyesight:
Even starlights too bright.
We shield our dark vision
With gnarled dirty hands,
For we see through the eyes
Of the broken and damned,
And we stand with our chins up:
The kings of the world.
We don't give a fuck
About what you have heard.
We surf tainted beauty
We're rude, lewd and crude.
We invent new taboos
Like babies, tattooed.
To those I've offended,
I simply say fuck you.
If u don't like it
Then I don't like you.
The best I can give you
Is don't get involved;
There's no hope we've not broken,
With our damned frozen hold.
In the cold we are thriving,
We're striving to lead
All you little hand puppets,
You muppets and sheep.
We creep in at breakfast
And slip between sheets,
Then we laugh and we sweat
As we fuck gleefully.
We are madness aligned,
Run on powder and blood,
We've no time for fools
And we've no time for love.
We'll cleanse with the horsemen
In sinister gloves,
While fire and brimstone
Rains down from above.
Then we'll all still be standing,
Our heads up demanding:
He does it again,
As it wasn't enough.

So beware when we're coming,
Watch out where you stand,
For you don't want a running
With the broken and damned.