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"Sight Unseen and Not Believed"

                                                                                                                                                            *For Nate Manning For Eva For Trent Reznor

You creep, you crawl, You Animals,
You hate the way you're going
You bite, you kick,
you scratch, you scream,
but you don't really see
you are slaves
you don't really see
that you're blind in the darkness
of insufferable ignorance/
believing/Blind in the Darkness
Believing in it/
believing
The Darkness you believe in is part of the natural cycle of The Light/
but with it,
By Incorporating Darkness
you're not certain of anything,
you question everything,
even who and what and where you are/
everything you think
you think you can sense
and see/in a dim and dull and finite-cast light/Are you really happily
on your way on The Path
With Death as your Ends and Means?
Are you really at Peace
with this? Are you
Really?/

everything not a part of you is a part of me
everything not a part of you is a part of me
because seeing is believing/and this is how I now want to see
by separating you from my wants and needs
by separating you from my wants and needs
and I want you to see everything, including me, differently
even when you're intent on seeing nothing/
because
My Love for you begs for You to see things differently
Begs that You Really See Me/
and I beg thee/I beg you to really see
because the road to Heaven is the road to Heaven and not the road to Hell
because the road to Heaven is the road to Heaven and not the road to Hell

You tempt fate with lies
You wait/
Save hatreds up just
to scream at me/
You eat humble and shit-faced pie
and remember all your nasty agonies/
Remember your sense of inadequacy
and bitterly try to prove this
is valid and real and true
to me/who could hardly give
a flying fuck less
about your cruel sense of creation, your ugly and warped sense of justice
so sick
twisted and splashed sticky
and old with shed red blood/
Your Bitter Sense of Agony was only good at
finding irony at a loss in your dark sense of humour
which wasnt even really very funny/..
which wasnt even really very funny/..
when you try to laugh at you
you laugh at me
when you try to laugh at you
you laugh at me

everything not a part of you is a part of me
everything not a part of you is a part of me
because seeing is believing/and this is now how I want to see
by separating you from my wants and needs
by separating you from my wants and needs
and I want you to see everything, including me, differently
even when you're intent on seeing nothing
because
My Love for you begs for You to see things differently
Begs that You Really See Me.../
and I beg of you/I beg thee to see...
because the Road to Heaven is the Road to Heaven and not the Road to Hell
because the Road to Heaven is the Road to Heaven and not the Road to Hell

San Diego, California
3, March 2007

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