truth of poetry



Gods of our time

Kick start this heat wave and create an evolution
Like the Genesis
Pull the trigger and bleed the revolution
Like the walls of Jericho
Watch until his feet stop kicking
Her lips dripping with blood
As her tongue starts licking
As the walls, covered in blood start sticking
This is the scene for the masses
False hood and Hollywood taught in classes
Reality is still only a scene through each different glasses
Stand fierce against the current
Trends and faux pas of this so called “peaceful, intelligent society”
Oh Hollywood and false hoods….
The gods of our time


5 spoken word tracks

Life….or so we call it

Sobriety is so much more insane

Lets find it again!!!

Find the unbeaten path

Oblivious, Hypnotises

We Walk Alone…We Walk Alone

Sobriety, Insanity

We Walk Alone…We Walk Alone

Monotonousness, Mornings first kiss

We Walk Alone…We Walk Alone

Black stars, Blue skies

We Walk Alone…We Walk Alone

It’s all been sown and shown

To most of the bone, White and broken

Veins Brains and Strains

Fractures of skeletons

Fragments of life


Pale faced with thoughts against nature

death to future                   of all music and art

we’re all buying into our coffins

unmarked and buried above ground

with no ceremony or prays to the lost prophets

and still we buy into the “INDUSTRY” we all want to call home

they’ll take skin from bone

they’ll cast the first stone

after one word spoken in derision or so called blasphemy

to the poison suits we put our hands in, to hold and to become home

empty suits

empty message

forgetting about the masses

remember you sold your soul for a dott’d line

now the razor cuts fine

for only a dime of your time and you will be owned

never to be of your true mind

new spoken word track

Physical Life

The hairs on my neck stand straight up

Is this Fantasy or Fake?

Her fingers linger

Will I bend or Break?

As time fills out

Will it Stop or Go?

The notes ring in the new tear

Can it be Better or Worst?

Raising a glass

To Good Health or A Quick Death

Kissed for the first time

Will Lips part yet feel closer?

Money, Money, Money 

Buy all happiness or Find Loneliness?


Is it all in Vain, Will only the stylish enter heaven?

As the ugly stand and burn?

Vain, Lust of flesh, Vanity at its best

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