SLUMBER INC.
SLUMBER INC.
SLUMBER INC.
Take the feeling
-transform the meaning;
I’m filling the ceiling
with my hands
tied down
-I’m acting the fool
while
you’re acting cool
-staying in school
where they drown
out
truth.
What’s really
in jeopardy
is the pain I see
and it’s plain to me
,but the sound
is silenced
when we look down
at our
screens…
It’s the noise
of broken toys
trying to poise
(to coin)
what is true
-rather than look at me
-look at you
who’s staring back at me
and when you look
you’ll see
you’re waiting for me
to be caught off key
so you can give
praise to yourself
to put me on my knees
It’s a laughing
disease
and all due in part
of you’re lack of love;
your suppression of
Truth…
And you go to
sleep
(busy life’s
we lead)
;the distractions
-the food we want
-the weight loss
we envy
(while many starved
and diseased)
-no perfections
to heed;
actors
tired
-we sleep
because
of the call we need
,but till then
-all will see
not just
dividing lines
with ease
,but this planet
it seems
to be becoming living embodiments of commercials…
SLUMBER
INC.
Yes I’m a traitor.
I’ll slander that cause
(for my nature
is not greater
then the pull of The Creator).
I’m just a creature
yet I want
all
applause.
I’m a sinner by nature
-stupefied
that there is greater
and yet get to take part
of His Glory
‘cus it’s HIS world
His Grace
The
Initiator
(CREATOR) His
World
His
Power
His
Excellent
Story.
Troubled
by the law
(the foux poux)
-I want it my way
,but
I can’t
Naturally I’m a hater
of what is good
-you too huh?
My flesh yearns for the service
because I’m freaking out
If I cant earn my own
perseverance.
Thoughts of God in my head
the world in
my face
I’m just as fallen
as waste
the only
difference
is Grace…
So I
Hide.
Keep.
Sleep-ing.
Keep eating
keep reading
micromanage
till bleeding
,but if we truly
ever
have peace
it’s at the moment
we realize
it’s
God
that’s
in
control.
He’s leading.
Pity
for the pain in
this city.
If we keep
denying
our death
(Sin)
then
it’s walls
will be destined to continue
in receding…
,But no matter what we choose...
it’s of nothing
if we don’t lose…
Lost
love
-avenues of
drugs
and turmoil
-dark decide
wake and
when poisoned
laugh
-denied…
that everything
matters.
Let’s go
to sleep.
