I've been pregnant for years But now I'm choosing abortion I was told it carried life But it was only a distortion The State, its allegiance It's just an endless devotion To a fetus of a culture That caters corrosion
The seeded conception Birthing democracy It seemed so paramount The fulfillment of prophecy But I have labored in vain There's no source of a prodigy There is no life in this womb That wasn't entombed in dishonesty
Completely indoctrinated To believe the illusion I'd follow every propagation Preached from the institution They told me how to think Gave me a constitution And then left me in despair With a lifeless resolution
And at every trimester I was examined and prodded To be sure I'd give birth Only to what they allotted I didn't think of it then How it was all so well guarded To be blind from the truth That the inside was rotted
A system deformed And completely polluted By the doctrines injected All profusely intruded Every act regulated Every decision concluded You just followed command No matter how much it wounded
The pains and the anguish The abuse and the bondage The lies and deceit All paying a homage To a culture of rape That violently responded To force its way of life And to keep you a hostage
But I am ending this burden I will sever its ties I will cut from my heart What I once idolized Because what they claimed was hope All I see now were lies A mass that is lifeless And meant to despise
I will not birth wars I will not birth hatred No more genocide Will be willingly aided By no amount of majority Will I be changed nor persuaded Let all of history show That the State is not sacred
Guarded by Garathe Den
Always clear headed
Don’t drown anything out
Sober and conscious
Everything in account
The joy and the sorrow
The flood and the drought
All faced with clarity
In their fullest amount
I don’t open up
I hardly confide
Prone to the act
To just hide it inside
Calm is the surface
A mirror that shines
While dark is the depths
And it’s not for your eyes
So don’t stir the waters
Don’t try to make waves
For when peace becomes broken
It opens the graves
And the efforts of burial
I’d sure like to stave
Avoiding the hardship
And hiding the pain
Don’t know if it’s healthy
And really don’t care
I choose my own path
Choose what I will bare
A conscious decision
I’ve weighed and compared
My business, alone
That which I will not share
Ask me how I’m doing
And you’ll get a reply
One I have recited
And approved in my mind
Though the truth may be hiding
You’ll not see with your eyes
Because this smile’s well practiced
And helps me to disguise
Deny introspection
To the observance of others
Hiding the scars
Of all the past lovers
Containing the rage
That would otherwise smother
Keeping silent the truths
That I don’t long to utter
I’ll manifest peace
Gain my composure
And if I like you
I may draw you closer
I may take my time
As I ease in exposure
Crafting my love
As a fluent composer
For even my passion
I feel need to restrain
Least I lose all control
And my secrets escape
Leaving the door open
To feel a new pain
Do I wrestle with love
To the risks of mistake
Warlord by Garathe Den
Give me a king, God
I want to have vengeance
I need blood to spill
To feel an ounce of repentance
I need sacrifice
Can't you see my dependence
For vain is my hope
While peace is my presence
Judge me worthy
To be ruled by the sword
To be empowered by conquest
Triumph over the horde
Let all the earth be shaken
Let all the blood be poured
Let me bathe in the glory
Of a life of discord
Wage this war
Throughout all generations
Rage enforced
To seek devastation
I have no time for love
Need to conquer the nations
Need the whole world to bow
Right to my expectations
There needs to be order
There needs to be rule
There needs to be fear
For the controlling of fools
A mass misconception
A mask to delude
A masterful plan
Leaves the masses subdued
And it will all be a rues
To distract them from sight
A veil placed over their eyes
To keep them cowered in fright
Submissive and silent
Caught in the plight
Too blind to realize
The measure of their might
What I say, it will be
And they will cheer my election
By the point of my sword
And its means of dissection
I will wage endless wars
Till the sea's a reflection
Of the blood overflowing
To embrace my reception
The master of slaughter
The tyrants of praise
The god of destruction
For a world set ablaze
Basking in torment
Delighting in pain
The world made an altar
To offer up the remains
The burn and the billows
The scent of the forge
The raising of armies
And the stains of the gored
The madness and vengeance
The thirst of the sword
Waged in the worship
Of their mighty warlord
Slasher by Garathe Den
You know, it's not easy
For me to wear this mask
Walking through the darkness
Slaying all within my path
Tormented as a child
Always forced to heinous acts
With this veil upon my face
All disguised within my wrath
The words spoke in my life
All became so deeply seeded
The dreams of my youth
Just ambitions long defeated
Now I'm wandering the halls
A nightmare to be retreated
Searching to destroy
The very life that I once pleaded
Do not beg me
As I will show no mercy
When I called for redemption
I was deemed unworthy
But take your time in hiding
For I am in no hurry
See, the thrill of the hunt
Is the best part of the journey
Slow and steady stalking
As I listen for my prey
Their trembling in fear
An emotion that betrays
The terror in their hearts
The very source of their dismay
It beckons them to run
And they always will obey
I will always give chase
I have never lost a victim
For I know the snare of fear
And exploit it in my wisdom
Once it hits the mind
It cripples like a symptom
Which can then only be cured
Through the ways that I afflict them
Let it become their master
Let it bring forth their praise
The anguish of lamenting
The terror on their face
Afraid of every shadow
Their dwindling of days
Where passion meets insanity
When they've finally caught my gaze
And by then it's much too late
No hope and no exception
Pleading for your life
Will be met with no affection
Merciless and evil
Is an accurate perception
And as you're gasping for your life
You'll see that death is your redemption
For I'm a killer in perfection
The solid form of darkness
A sovereignty to fear
Who turns your hope into a carcass
If you must try to resist
Just know that I will not be harnessed
For there's no method to destroy
A creature that is heartless
The Search by Garathe Den
I’m not quote perfect unquote
At least not by atypical standards
But I’ve sure got a lot that I can boast
And some grace to cast a light out from this lantern
So I won’t be tripping, stumbling through the dark
Though I’ve tripped before and fallen many times
When I’ve skinned my knees and palms it sure did hurt
But they’ve got healed up and come back to being fine
And that’s just the point of life, ain’t it so
To make mistakes in hopes you finally get it right
For the only thing that you really can control
Is if you choose to take a step to keep the fight
Because it sure as hell is easy just to fear
To keep yourself held within a prison
Because the mind is quite mischievous and queer
Would turn a fool before it ever gave you wisdom
Now, who’s to say that I ain’t nothing but a fool
Blinded by a hurt and left to wander
To think about it, it really just seems cruel
And to think that that’s a thing that I could ponder
Morning comes and I open up my eyes
And looking in the mirror I’m getting older
Silence in display, with no reply
I think another day, I’ll let these feeling smolder
There can be so much distraction if it’s let
And the things we pile on can sure get heavy
Yet it’s never building muscle with it’s heft
And to carry it, we’re never truly ready
Now I told you I ain’t quite the perfect man
At least not by the atypical standards
But one thing for sure is I ain’t afraid to stand
To search for truth in and all amongst the answers
The Abuse of Tension by Garathe Den
Emotions have betrayed you
You’ve traded wrong for wrong
Believed that you were powerless
Instead of standing strong
Abandoning identity
You’ve forgot where you belong
Let desperation be your god
And violence be your song
Vengeance, unforgiveness
It is eating you alive
As you riot in the streets
Letting hatred be your guide
A mirror of oppression
Becoming what you despise
The bearers of deception
Just as lost as you are blind
Seeing nothing but a victim
Being nothing but a slave
Feeling nothing but your hatred
As you dig your shallow grave
For the actions you have taken
They are one in the same
The same evils you lament
Are the ones you now parade
Look at all your rage
Look at all your anger
You cast it on the innocent
With no care for the stranger
You act without humanity
Is that really your nature
For when you become a monster
Then you become a danger
So riot in the street
Create your great divide
Just beat your chest and cause a mess
And see what it provides
A history of violence
In continual reply
Say farewell to unity
And hello to be denied
While the system never waivers
While your masters rest in peace
Wage the war that they are longing
So they can justify their reach
Spread terror throughout the land
So that they view you with unease
And become the dangerous animal
That needs to be policed
Where is your peace
Where is your self-control
Where is your dignity
Now’s the time to be composed
For we all tire of this system
And it’s endless need to grow
We’re all enraged at its actions
And you are not alone
But when you throw a stone
Aimed in the wrong direction
When you act out in hatred
Without any discretion
Then you’ve served your masters well
Becoming the transgression
To nullify their sins
In the abuse of tension
I’m Quite Alright by Garathe Den
Hey, man, are you okay?
You know, yeah I’m quite alright
Life’s a rollercoaster
And I’m in it for the ride
At times I like the breeze
Sometimes I’m holding on real tight
You know, happiness and sorrow
But I’ll never lose my sight
I’ve had my own struggles
Faced some tribulations
Got some battle scars
But survived the situations
The heart is pretty strong
And I hold no reservations
You see, I’m always gonna love
No matter what the implications
I do not deal in hatred
Vengeance never served me
Any time I thought about it
It really felt unnerving
Unnatural to my nature
If it’s not love, it’s disturbing
Hate was never an excuse
No matter how bad I was hurting
I’d rather walk the narrow path
Never stepping out of place
Focusing on love
Set to run it like a race
So much joy to have in life
So I am keeping pace
Hurdling the obstacles
And cleaning up the space
Let me say this frankly
I am nowhere near a broken man
Sure I’ve weathered storms
But I’d never fall to their command
Never let emotions
Set a course I could not comprehend
Never let a lie
Be a truth that I would just pretend
What you see is what you get
A quiet man who is creative
Never worry, never drama
Because I find them too abrasive
Sure I’ve got some mystery
And I can be evasive
Yet I’ll always wear this smile
Because joy is so persuasive
I look into my being
And I see inherent value
And would say, no matter what they say
No matter how they assail you
Always keep your head up
Do not let hurt impale you
Because anything outside of love
Will always, surely, fail you
You ask me if I’m alright
Ask me how I’m doing
Well, I embrace the joys of life
And inhabit their renewing
And I explore in love of life
Eternally a musing
For no matter what has happened
Love is always worth perusing
The System Is The Victor by Garathe Den
Get your eyes off the sacrament
No pledging your allegiance
No presidents to lead us
Don't need this contaminant
There is not a compliment
Better served than Jesus
You know that is seizes us
Religion, God damn it
It could be nice to be alive
I worry about the future
The government's a tumor
I have come to realize
And I am starting to despise
Fear-mongering and rumors
Compulsory consumer
Wont you open up your eyes
Enamored by a fairy tale
Your head upon a pillow
Political to widow
And your face is looking pale
Televise the veil
See propaganda billow
It's cloudy out your window
Your life is for sale
Shall we start the auction
Award the highest bidder
Progressive is the sinner
No wisdom without caution
Oblivious to options
To choose a life that hinders
Where ignorance grows thicker
The mass of adoption
Democracy's illusion
Your faith a hypnotism
Embracement of the system
The haze of this pollution
Devotion and confusion
Walled up into a prison
The seduction of a victim
The ruin of a human
Sacrifice the precious
To be preyed upon by vultures
Their monuments are altars
All hail the mighty menace
Now go pay out the penance
Farewell to all of culture
Our history is altered
Unrestricted vengeance
Drowning out your senses
No effort of survival
No mind of a denial
Belief slowly possesses
The audio confesses
The favor of your idol
That fear is your revival
The religion of consensus
The screens enticing flicker
The trumpet of the speakers
The never-ending feature
Of a double-sided bicker
Keep your eyes upon the picture
Choose a mirror of a leader
Who will be your preacher
The system is the victor
The Pumpkin by Garathe Den
How would you feel if they ripped out your guts
And left you just a husk, a shell, empty cavity
How would you heal from the loss and disgust
To these actions unjust, in all of their vanity
How would you cope if they carved up your face
With stencils and blades, for their own entertainment
Taking you from your home, felling lost and displaced
To be placed as a spooky arrangement
Parts of you in a pie, for a family of five
All topped with whipped-cream to the sight of a feast
As they chomp and they chew, masticating you
Forced to watch these devouring beasts
Then baking your seeds, seasoned to their needs
To meet their teeth with a crunch of delight
To see such a deed with no means to be freed
Could you ever imagine such frights
Then sitting you on their steps, with no ounce of regret
To show faintly a flicker that shines through the wholes
A Flamed silhouette, to show you as a threat
Just a kindle to the wick of your soul
Then leaving you all alone, to weather and show
Your life and all energy draining
All your hopes once aglow, have been left to corrode
To wither, just waning and waiting
For some young adolescent, who happens on by
Just to give you the time of engagement
The very last act, till your final goodbye
Smashing you, left to rot, on the pavement
Yes, how would you feel ‘bout the time of October
Coming over and over, celebrated by all
Maybe your drunken joys, would just start to sober
If you knew my perspective of Fall