When the dog bites back

for those who really care
thanks for the prayers
but our end is coming soon
we've made our plans
it's in our hands
so now we predict your doom
we rise each day to pray
to the lord up above
but though we search our hearts
we have to question his love
satan has returned
from the days of his youth
he stands before our god
and promises us truth
we are not really evil
or even mentally ill
we are just wounded souls
who've finally had their fill
the plans we've made aren't noble
but they are of our own will
through many years of torment
we are programmed to kill
to hell with the world
and all of mankind
who pick on the weak
and rape their precious minds
don't wanna be part of the human race
just killing machines with a "happy face"
the darkness gives us peace
the darkness gives us quiet
the darkness helps us plan
our war for the "holy" riot
we didn't do it for sympathy
we didn't do it for thrills
we were badly bullied & beaten
then made plans to kill
we'd rather be with god
go to a heaven above
but though we really tried
we chose to don black gloves
we felt such hate & vicious rage
just like a monkey in a cage
just want somewhere to go
to breathe our very last breath
take as many with us
and leave them at Nazareth
some days seemed like heaven
others were more like hell
but most the days we lived
it was really hard to tell
we left our mom's in tears
and scarred our family names
but those bullies had to die
our deaths are not in vain
there's a war going on
and you can't blame it on a song
or your dad & mom
once your conscience is gone
all the Christians & their beliefs
all the lies we hear them preach
what about this "brotherhood"?
is that just for the popular?
And the ones just understood?
All the scars
From our mental wars
Have left us in misery & pain
Just like a welfare mother
On her own raising cain
And mom, didn't mean to make you cry
Just was no time to say "good bye"
And for many years to come
So many more will follow
Cause all this false humanity
Is really hard to swallow
All the prayers we know that were said
Can't stop the demons in our heads
And all the things they wrote & said
Forgot to mention
We were already dead
Just wanted guns
So full of lead
Leave this world
Like a book unread
"oh god – could you embrace us?
Or at least turn & face us?
Cause they never will erase us
And no more will jocks disgrace us
And no judge will ever face us
And now history will place us
For they will call us racists"
They'll say "so sorry for you boys
And the anger that you feel
But god might have saved you
If only you had kneeled"
But god would have said
"boys – please don't fear me
take my hand, come near me
for you are the chosen ones
so just lay down your guns"
but eric would turn to dylan
cause Dylan knew he had said
"we came to leave a message, man
let me put my gun to your head
it if feels good, lets do it
we're soldiers
so we'll get through it
we swore on our souls we'd do it
don't want them to say we blew it
so if they ask where we're headin'
our goal is Armageddon."
Now boys will be boys
Always making noise
But killers make the news
And in this troubled world
There are just so many to choose
Cause only the blind need canes
Only the dead need roses
Angry boys with the deadly toys
You're on your way to meet moses…


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Home
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Through Bambi's Eyes
Dedicated to all the Bambis who suffer inside the animal researcher's dungeons of hell.

Blessings To The Mare
A profound blessing sung for all beasts burdened by humans.

Tupac's Legend
A work about rapper/activist Tupac Shakur.

From The Grave
A chilling encounter with a childhood doll - or is it?

Premonition
A fascinating look at what may be human destiny.

Another Bloody Day
A poem about the Canadian seal slaughter.

Dead and Buried
A song about being strong in the face of adversity.

Eulogy
A poignant depiction of the misery abused dogs face.

In God's House
A song filled with hope and rejoicing for that home so many long for.

God Is Far Away
A poem about God, the Devil and you.

15 Crosses
A dedication to all who died at Columbine.

Feels Like Winter
A moving work about one of the most beautiful creations God has ever made.

Baby's Window
Dedicated to 7 year old Lisa Steinberg beaten to death by her adoptive father ... so we never forget.

And A Church Bell Cried
Ask not for whom the bell tolls for it can only cry.

The German Candle
dedicated to all children and animals who die every day in the name OF God & Country






honey sheperd

on oct 26, 2006
county coroner revealed
honey sheperd had died ...
but angels don't
they just go to help
'karma turn the tide'.