My emotional baggage for which I have not destination
The pressing issues of discontinuation
Of the presence of my soul
Within the casing of its body
The following cases of manic depression
Caused by the crash of a sudden stress
Made by the pressure of exams
To succeed in this world which is run to their views
Where we are watched,
Our every move controlled to fit in with world
We do the deeds
To feed their greed
To take control and brainwash the youth of our generation
The future controlled and seized by our government
Were told we are free
So we follow their commands like sheep
You work for money which is taken from you
You pay for items at over priced venues
You see no problem with this life
You are a pawn
You are lead by a will to believe the good
You are a product of their views
Nothing can change your views
You fight for what is right
Nothing is as it seems
Search your soul, let your mind be free
Do not see what they want you to see
Be your self
Do what you want
Be how you want
Play how you want
See how you want
Wish what you want
But do not be lead by the views of the government
BY NIck Gault (2003)
Not to give away
It was mine
And I paid my way
La Vida Perdi
My wings clipped
My hands bound
My feet shackled
Behind bars
La Vida Perdi
I count the mistakes
With battered bruises
Pushing on cuts
Licking the blood
La Vida Perdi
I no longer believe in you
I will leave you now
En la oscuridad te acordaras de mi (you will remember me in the darkness)
La Vida Perdi
LA VIDA PERDI!!!
By Nick Gault (2003)
All I feel is pain
The love we shared from the very start
Broken now just like my heart
You went away
And left me here
With no warning or goodbye
I wish you luck in your new life
But I also hope you die
By Nick Gault (2003)
The view is as daunting as the sin in my life
The crowd gathered on the street
Soon I will be at their feet
I am at mercy to my heart
Held at gunpoint by my conscience
I push off and start my travel to hell
Visions of you pass through my mind
The times we shared
The love we bared
The times we held each other hands
And the dooming time we had a fight
Why did I get that drunk
She meant nothing to me
Now the same can be said about me from you
In my hand a picture drew
Along with the scrawled letters of a rushed note
I finally come to an end
At the feet of the spectators
They scream and cry
But my life was mine
And should be no more
Goodbye to all
By Nick Gault (2003)
Your fears
Let them free
Bottled in your mind for many years
Free your soul
And your heart and mind will follow
Open Your Eyes
The world is a bitter place
Filled with morbid contentions
And Hollow Revolutionaries
Pushing the boundaries of reality to the maximum
Take my hand and feel the truth
Follow in the footsteps of those who seek the right
The True
The honourable
They seek to change the world
To return the power to the people
Take down the government
Smash The State
Throw it in with all your hate
Take back the streets
Destroy the capitalist symbols
Free the world
And save the people
By Nick Gault (2003)
Waiting in the dark
They hunt in gangs
To take you down
And attack you in the park
Their trademark is their limited speech
And stupidity
They’ve got just about enough brain cells
To allow them to see
Townies
Capitalist scum
They want to own the world
We cannot let this happen
So fight back
Strike back
Its time to bring the light back
We are the ones who do all the work
Lets let them suffer in need
By Nick Gault(2003)
Are broken into 3
Friendly love
Family love
And lover’s love you see
The love you have for family
Is written in your blood
The love you bear for friends although
Is staggered and is pained
So make the best just while it lasts
And never over look it
The final love is the greatest love
And the love I bear for you
The love that’s built inside my heart
For me and you
Us two
So take my hand and let me feel
The love you bear so strong
And tell me now and for all time
Well be together ever long
By Nick Gault (2003)
Collect the blood
And wear it as haunting reminder
The people
The problems
The pressure
The life
Each time the cut getting deeper
Each time my bloody make up getting more and more
I sit in my room
Gathering my thoughts
But with each and every minute
The pain grows
Becoming unbearable
And once again I find the blade in my hand
my only friend in this bitter life
By Nick Gault (2003)
These feelings surrounding, encasing me,
And out of everything I wanted this wasn’t what was meant to be
This growing fear of separation rising inside me
My gnarled, battered hands reaching,
Stretching for a last touch, a final caress
Of life, as if I knew this was to come
The sweet smell, the pungent scent, the almighty stench
Of life as it has grown,
The impurities of life filtered out,
And within us
Our spirits maturing within their shells
Only to break free, and search for home
Never again will we walk alone
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