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Imagine you're an elephant
If you are sick
If you want cry
you're an elephant.
Big white elephant
trought the sky.
Noone gets harmed
but they all scream
never give you an ice cream
what is in fact
all you want.
it won't help
but now you have reason to cry
cry for that elephant.
He's just floating
silently trough sky
with peaceful mind
and only one wish:
A little sweetnes in his mouth
'cause that's all we need.
That's all we need
people, who do not scream
who give us an ice cream
if we just don't feel fine.
Ballad of a black white man
Once upon a time
there was a man
I met him on the road
the sun just went down
it was a creepy and wonderful twilight
and everything was black and white.
There was no body
and a man in striped shirt
walking on the road
wearing black top hat
and black trousers.
Maybe they were black
just because everything was black
but it doesn't matter.
I stood there and stare
and he didn't see me
he was like blind man
just walking around
like a ghost
with a smile on his pale face
singing a quiet song of his mind.
There was nothing
maybe not even us
in the middle of emptiness
at world's end
there was wonderland
of black and white.
He walked towards me
like I wasn't there
gave me a far away smile
but I saw a tear on his cheek
dry and black like the trousers and hat
in pure white skin incised.
My arm popped up
my hand touched the tear
touched the curse
touched the grief
and in that very moment
with unchanging smile
Blue-Eyes Toon Dragon IIIAll of you stay seated, it's just a cartoon.
Why don't you trust me? Life's a game!
Stop being so scared, I'm not a loon.
I'm good at life, nobody can kill me,
And I know what can kill you, you'll see soon.
Yes that's right, you wimps think you're safe?
Die and come back? Not anymore, nor any time soon.
Death by roulette, I call it Nightmare Wheel!
Pulls you into spikes, killing you for pleasure of a toon.
Step right up, die now and you'll come back to die once more.
Or accept the truth, sit back and see the balloon.
You'll be corrupted when it hits, lost to wander if you survive.
The lucky ones see what comes after death this afternoon.
First to die for real, what an honor it must be to be you.
If Gatonom's words hold true, we'll see very soon.
Ah yes... Barbed wire, amputation, and castration,
Acid, electrocution, and crucifixion. This ends at noon.
The fear runs high, feel her energy... Final Destiny!
It takes a sacrifice of five lives, so what? It's noon...
a nuclear explosion, kil
Blue-Eyes Toon Dragon IIWelcome to the Circus of Nightmare,
I'll cut people in half, but I don't do illusions.
Magic is not tricking the eye, it's a tool.
All eyes are on me, that just doubles the fun.
Just think what it was like for me in the Shadow Realm.
I was locked away in isolation,
Nobody offered to perform for me!
Now I am free, now let the show begin!
No volunteers? I guess everyone wants death slow.
Or maybe not, some of you do use the option.
I'm not killing you alone, Blue-Eyes are a trio.
Meet my brother and my sister as they join the fun.
Let's lighten the room, light is good right?
Triple White Lightning! And then once again!
Six lightning strikes end half a million lives!
The show is just starting, you can't ever win.
Our lifespan is eternal, nothing you have can hurt us.
It is time to die, time to pay for not giving in.
You will die for our pleasure, your advantage is now ours.
I can kill forever, I am Blue-Eyes Toon Dragon!
Blue-Eyes Toon DragonCall me a psycho, or a maybe just a loon.
All I want to do is have fun, why take my fun?
Like separating a kid and his balloon?
You can't have fun alone in the dark.
I need fun. I need help. I'll get it soon.
I just want to play, is that so wrong?
I can't play if it's not their tune.
You call it land of the free? Let me see.
As I leave this prison, I look at the moon.
Always follow your heart, mine says blood.
I am free now, I am the first free toon.
Massacre is an understatement,
When do I go too far? When is too soon?
Death is funny, comic murder is new to you.
Isn't it ironic to bet against a toon?
Cheaters bet their lives on crooked dealing,
Giving you what you deserve makes my heart balloon.
But who cares about a few humans? I care about me.
My pleasure, my fun. My biggest show starts at noon.
Back from retirement, I am Blue-Eyes Toon Dragon.
And here she lies.
Mop and mow face
brokenly pressing a piece of plush
how does it feel to be
different from her.
And here she is.
seeking for sympathy
for her own salvation.
Waiting for new beginning
or the end.
And here she dies.
Without pain or regret
she looses herself.
With a view of borning again.
A Bloody, Stupid Miracle The day we’d cured the human condition was the day I put a bullet through my head and didn’t die. It was also the day I realized how scared I actually was of death, and after hours of muscle ache from holding that gauze against my open skull, after the wound closed and everything went back to normal, I had myself a good old-fashioned brainstorm. How ironic.
But when summer came, everything had fallen to shit. The air scorched my skin and parched my tongue every time I took a breath. The sun glared down on a rapidly-collapsing world, full of the undying bastard children of cruelty and misfortune. What was one to do when their cells regenerated faster than they decomposed?
My feet hit the pavement, now littered with jagged bits of glass to snap at my toes, thoroughly baked by the blazing ball of bitter disdain high overhead. Today was worse than yesterday. Though I’d often wondered the purpose of it anymore, I
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