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Beams of fire sweep through my head
Thrusts of pain increasingly engaged
Sensory receptors succumb
And now I know all the agony
My crimson liquid so frantically spilled
The ruby fluid of life unleashed
Ripples ascend to the surface of my eyes
Their red pens drawing at random, at will
A myriad pains begotten in their wake
The bastard spawn of a mutinous self
The regurgitation of my micro nemesis
Salivating red at the prospect of my ruin, my doom
Malfunction
The means for its ascent

–Meshuggah, “Bleed”–

I live in a very very quiet neighborhood. It’ll be like one of those clear blue sky days, you can’t hear any noise of cars, traffic, the weather’s perfect, and there’s a calmness. It’s so hard at that moment to remember that the wrath of God is burning hot against evil, wicked sinners–that’s not on my mind at that moment, right? So if I see my neighbor–“Hey! How ya doin’!” “Hey, good!”–I’m not thinking, If he doesn’t know the Lord, he is a breath away from sealing his fate in the eternal lake of fire, forever…I think what we need in our lives are constant reminders before our eyes ‘cause we know we’re prone to wander, and forget: the wrath of God is burning hot, sinners are on their way to Hell. –E. Z., 32:55