Shades of Hate

i'm just a little bit unnatural
difficult
pregnant with rain
all dark cloud
thundering
over you

i'm just a little bit violent
tasteless
full of chittering
never taking the easy way
always sputtering
locked up tight

i'm just a little bit hateful
i tried on love
but it chafed
not on me
but you
you are a blister

i'm just a little bit amused
at your bloody nose
that I put there
with the kiss
of a fist
so pretty

i'm just a little bit spiteful
never been big on reality
you don't want to come in here
you don't want to know what I keep
all locked up
where no one can see

i'm just a little bit frightening
much too hard to trust
much too wild to hold onto
i love like a hurricane
and send stop signs
through your neck

i'm just a little bit destructive
i crush the roof
of your peaceful palace
i rip holes
in your favorite clothes
i stomp on your toes
and never say sorry

in absolute truth
I'm not a little bit of anything
I am everything
Godzilla leveling buildings
Scathach killing kings
Lilith eating souls
Kali crushing worlds

I am Everything
and in this vast nothingness
of my heart
I rule All
and see you futile men
die before me

Dead Channel

I can hear you
trying to haunt me
your voice
coming through
like broken static
phonetic
frantic
cracked and crackling
ghost transmissions
on the still air of bright nights

hey, those
radio frequencies
my silver fillings
are trying to pick up
static
where your words
used to be
hissing through
the frayed wiring
of my soul
come in over Toyko
somewhere over Hawaii
can you hear me?

rattling around in my head
reverberating off the walls
I turn over
I turn the dial
I change the channel
big old test pattern
in the sky
the colour of scratched records

you got some
tv antennas caught in your hair
and big parasitic
advertisers jacking your waves
reprogramming
your late night
monster movies
to sell us
sentimental bullshit
packaged in sexist
dessert recipes
and bikini photos

you haunt me
with noise
broadcast every stupid thought
straight through rewiring
down fiber-optic cables
and up old copper tubes
I take the old Nintendo
into the other room
I'm going to play Mario
until dawn crackles
out distant warnings
over electric mountians
to drown out
your moaning
straight through the charged air
all wireless
until the end of my ears

only binary coded
sunlight knows the truth
and you turned it all off
years ago
anyways
the great switch in the sky
hard wired to your passing whims
'hey there
dancing robot girl
get up and dance for me'
I'd give anything to be
a sexy cyborg demon
and eat your
cognitive
heart right out of your
shiny tin chest

fuck the stars
in the space we
burned out for them
and fuck your
electornic
advances
while we're at it
I'll see you in the Hell
where they send rotary phones
and rabbit eared TV sets
you'll find me on the throne
cybernetic vengaence
with your name
still warm on my lips
and your robotic blood
still sticky on my hips