Shot On Site
acid rain...heavy metal thunder and lyrical lightning
scattering and scrambled frazzled and frightened
up against the wall i bang my heart against the bricks
bad men shootin bullets but they all miss
just made the top of the devils hit list...i make another turn into the blackened abyss
with orders to take and never to share
they empty their clips but i just don't care...how do i dare?
a dream dies and a nightmare is born
sadistic and savage...the terror transforms
sucking and seething...people turn into parasites
the executioner sings as i'm shot on site
laughing in the line of fire
antagonistic and angry...i watch the crazed ones conspire
dark desire fills and glazes eyes full of evil
i break down the triple locked doors of churches and steeples
i make a confession to a black hearted priest
i look like a man but i live like a beast
i leave the mad fool dead and deceased as i howl in the night...the manhunt is on
as i'm shot on site
lead strikes my flesh and their stings are fatal
life flashes in reverse
from the casket to the cradle...death to birth
from the grave to the womb...from the last to the first
i live by the bullet and i die by the blast
too late now to change everything in the past
with machine gun madness i scream these last words:
NOW IT'S ALL OVER! GOODBUY AND GOODNIGHT! YOU SEE ME DON'T BE ME AS I'M SHOT
ON SITE!"
anthony_beesley@yahoo.com
Copyright © Anthony Beesley | Year Posted 2010
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