Monday, June 3, 2013

Helluva Girl

She's one helluva girl
And when the fit hits the shan
I'll be glad to have her at my side
Her eyes are oh so bright and clear
Her smile's oh so sweet and wide

She's one helluva girl
She's the paragon of what a woman
Ought to be and everything I need
With a gun in one hand and a hammer in the other
She knows just how to make me burn with lover's greed

She's one helluva girl
She knows just what I like
And what I didn't know I did
I was crazy before I met her
But the strings of my heart she sure as hell undid


She's one helluva girl
She knows her way around
A gun and never loses her cool
She's got diamonds to mark her territory
She's made me her blathering little fool

She's one helluva girl
We've got a crazy mad love
And we're gonna build it up
Just like that Winchester House
I don't like being a slave to anyone
But I've started my own femme worship

She's one helluva girl
And when it's been seven years to the day,
Then I'll know she is the one for me
I'll be her jester and she'll be my clown

We'll turn each other's frowns upside-down

Volo (The Will)

If I want to slit my wrists
I will

If I want to froth in a fit
I will

If I want to draw a circle in my blood and semen
I will

If I want to dance with my own pretty demon
I will

If I want to burn in hell
I will

If I want to retreat in to my shell
I will

If I want to forget your face
I will

If I want to fall from grace
I will


Fiat voluntas mea in caelo et in inferno.

Southpaw Confessions

I never dreamt of taking it this far
But I think I know who you are
And my left-hand God doesn't think I am crazy
And my left-hand God knows what's up
(It's all gonna be alright)

I never dreamt of taking it this far
But I think we both wished on a star
And my left-hand God wants us to be happy
And my left-hand God knows what's best
(It's all gonna be alright)

There ain't no game a southpaw can't play
But I just don't feel right in the lightning's light
There ain't no god a southpaw won't pray to
But I think the hell-fire in your eyes is just alright

I don't mind getting your blood on me
If it means you can sleep easier
I don't mind wiping your tears away
If it means you can smile again
I don't mind holding you tight
If it makes you feel safe

I don't know what God you believe in
But my left-hand God knows your name!
But I know you believe in love
And nothing will stop me caring for you!
(It's all gonna be alright)

I don't know what God you believe in
But my left-hand God hears your voice!
But I know you believe in the sun
And I'll be damned if it don't shine on you!
(It's all gonna be alright)


Wendigo (213)

I can't think like any of you anymore
I can't see through your eyes anymore

So alone in this thing you call a soul
I can't seem to stop the bleeding
Bleaching bones and cutting up flesh
I can't seem to hide this feeling

I don't know just what I am anymore
I don't even know my own name anymore

So alive in this sickly sweet shower
I can't seem to hold back
A slave is all I want loving me
I can't seem to hold back

Wendigo!
Wendigo!
Wendigo!

The head of the dog is an ornament of my domain
The scent of death is so sweet to me
The feeling of control is something I sustain
The look in his eyes is all I really need

I'll keep them young and fresh
With an alter made of flesh
I kneel before my God and weep
I wallow in the blood so deep

Wendigo!
Wendigo!
Wendigo!

I can't look at them anymore
I can't speak to them anymore

So alone in this thing you call soul
I drink their spirits up like wine
Trophies of a lover's conquest
Upon smooth sacred flesh I dine

I don't even know what a human is
I don't even know what love is

So alive in this sickly sweet shower
All I know is the bleak emptiness
Christ is perfected in me
A savior for all mankind
Wendigo!
Wendigo!
Wendigo!
Wendigo!
Wendigo!
Wendigo!
Wendigo!
Wendigo!
Wendigo!