Feel The Notions

Feel the notions

See the explosions

Messing with the mind

In pure corrosion

Fucking the head

The walking dead

Zombiefied

No words said

Can't believe

Or even breath

Electrifing

With the pictures

That they leave

With nowhere to turn

As brain cells burn

Will you overcome

Or will you learn

With nightmarick dreams

With screaching screams

Then boiling sweat

Dam it I've been

Get out of my head

Hear what I said

Leave me alone

Like the poor dead

Then it returns

That picture burns

Screaming out pain

In a nightmarick churn

Choking you up

Oh really fuck

That's it now

Because life does suck

Whats Up

Whats up

Whats sound

Bombs going off

People found

Heads missing

Tears in eyes

Troubles come

There's no lies

Picking up rubble

That's not cool

Missing arms

Who's the fool

Flash backs happening

Grab control

Oh dear no

Its a fish bowl

Drinking heavily

Washing it away

Its not happening

Pictures stay

Mates gone

Family's pain

No understanding

That's life's game

Trying to cope

No way back

Lost control

On a one way track

No not good

Wash it away

Drink even more

Live for today

Hurt someone

Not yourself

Need another drink

From top shelf

Alcohol poisoning

Oh so what

Life is real

And can't be taught

Given a chance

You'll break free

Yet those pictures

Still hunt me

Giving many problems

You don't understand

For a civilian

Upon this land

In The Moment Of Madness

In the moment of madness

We do what we do

With crazy thoughts

Coming so true

With evil in our eyes

For the chosen few

In the moment of madness

We do what we do

As hell it does fury

In a fiery flame

Taking us over

Driving us in sane

Leading us to madness

With no one to blame

That's what we do

In the survival game

As In the moment of madness

We do what we do

With crazy thoughts

Coming so true

With evil in our eyes

For the chosen few

In the moment of madness

We do what we do

No matter the trouble

We live as a rule

Doing what we do

As nobodies fool

Until madness it strikes

Loosing your cool

No matter who's brandishing

A weapon or tool

As In the moment of madness

We do what we do

With crazy thoughts

Coming so true

With evil in our eyes

For the chosen few

In the moment of madness

We do what we do

With paedophiles

Harming the young

Who should be killed

Or bloody well hung

Until ruthless lads

Who hate these scum

Do what they do

Simply for fun

As In the moment of madness

We do what we do

With crazy thoughts

Coming so true

With evil in our eyes

For the chosen few

In the moment of madness

We do what we do

Taking us to prison

To choke or bloody die

Remanding us for ages

For helping that is why

With some child abused

By someone who thinks their fly

It's worth going to prison

To make sure they die

As In the moment of madness

We do what we do

With crazy thoughts

Coming so true

With evil in our eyes

For the chosen few

In the moment of madness

We do what we do

So hip hip hooray

To all those each day

Who hurt paedophiles

In every single way

And to all those

Who kill them I say

For they deserve it

Hip hip hooray



The journey of life (poem/rhyme)

A real poem/rhyme about hard times in the forces and what a soldier sees before he dies.

The journey of life, through a dead mans eyes,

The journey of life, through a dead mans eyes,

Shows so much remorse and dreadful cries.

Of pain and suffering, that he did see,

In a world of chaos, as people did flee.

From guns and bombs, with torture as well,

As buildings collapsed and burned in hell.

While he lay dieing, on the ground,

Then death creped up, without making a sound.

Showing him death, through his own eyes,

While hearing the shouting and dreadful cries.

And seeing the suffering, while feeling the pain,

This was life, so simple and plain.

While always knowing he would be back,

In resurrection for a matter of fact.

So he could walk, among his own,

The dead man walking, skull and bones.

By Dr Geebers