The Tortured Poets Department Lyrics Novels & Stories

​Golden paint on a cracked foundation, You hold the room like an obligation. Ice-blue eyes looking right through the crowd, Speaking in whispers when the world is too loud. You pull me into the shadow of your name, Then walk away like it's part of the game. Arrogant smile, but your knuckles are torn, A cardboard king wearing a crown of thorns. You tell me I'm seen, but tomorrow we're blind, Leaving the ghost in the wreckage behind.

| {I ripped the heart out of your sacrifice} {Unholy Communion body of Christ} {I ate the heart I ate the head I ate the miracle} {Like a praying mantis without the prayer} {With only prey} {I called you a hoax in a bottle} {when I vomited you out again} {A jinx, hex, haxan, vexation} {So why am I the one with phantom pain?} | The Ravens amass into one giant monster with a proboscis and begins drilling through. | {Tears of blood, tears of blood} {Will the sadness ever end?} {Tears of blood, tears of blood}

Waiting for the miracle that you will come back. Why was life so cruel? Cruelty breaks my heart. How can I walk in darkness? If the light of my life wasn’t here? How can I move on? If my foot was excavated six feet underground? How can I live? If I was choked with depression? Do I need to end our last love song? So that I could finally say those seven letters to you? Goodbye. As he finished the song. Greg just leaned over and leaned back in his chair. The Boss cut the recording and stood up to stare at Greg but it was still bent over.

The silent cry was heard Amid the night Without any word Peering on a moonlight I was ruined Though love was all I'd given I was pained My bliss was what they've taken Millions of lies Loud tears from my eyes Salted my wounds Fighting endless dooms I was put in a maze No way for me to escape The only thing in me was a dagger To break the wall before supper The route was always towards you Still coming to the room of blue I can't follow where my mind leads me to

O Lord Repair me For a new fresh cause Won’t you enable me To walk again in life Was my feeling For that child So wrong Broken limbs Of an insane Little Who cannot even spell What’s pain to him Why Lord Why Lord death Why end Why end Why I cried my way To the day Ultimate sorrow Melted my eyes again What a pain Is death not a pain Of earth Then why we all Allow it to stay Forever and forever On earth's face Repair Mend life again For death not to stay What a pain What a pain Life, holds deep within What a pain Called end Death is not Just a sleeping mat Or bed It’s the end It’s the complete end Never again Never again My eyes should melt Never again I will repair This end My way My way

“I was going to listen.” “Shocking,” I mutter. His reflection appears in the window. Arms crossed. Leaning against the console. Same as always. I ignore him and let my hands wander into the new song I started yesterday. The one about his stupid, beautiful cage. I hum, barely audible. Let the words climb in where they want. *Your walls are lined with secrets / every stone a signed regret / you call them fortifications / I call them unpaid debts…* My voice is scratchy, a little frayed at the edges, but it feels…right.

A violent, angry release. "Ahhh!" The woman cried out, a sound that was part pain, part…pleasure. He couldn't tell. He didn't care. "You want this, right?" he ground out, his voice a harsh whisper. "I'll give it to you. I'll satisfy you until you can't stand." He increased the pace and force of his thrusts. His movements were driven by anger, disgust, and a deep, abiding self-loathing.

This is how I felt every time I saw and heard her sing and play any musical instrument before. Try to lock me in this cage I won't just lay me down and die I will take these broken wings And watch me burn across the sky Hear the echo saying I... Won't be silenced Though you wanna see me tremble when you try it All I know is I won't go speechless Speechless 'Cause I'll breathe When they try to suffocate me Don't you underestimate me 'Cause I know that I won't go speechless All I know is I won't go speechless

Nothing made any sense in her life anymore. She sat there on her knees for what seemed like forever mulling it all over and over in her head. The tears had long since dried on her cheeks and her head hurt. Slowly she became aware that the familiar rhythmic whooshing noise was back. It slowly became louder and louder. It seemed as though the fog surrounding her was filled with the noise. As though the fog itself was breathing. Like it was alive.

Lisa could barely turn. The horde of homeless people pressed in on her while some charged towards her. They all chanted repeatedly, "We are hungry! Give us food! Give us water!" Lisa fidgeted and tried to find her escape. Suddenly, she heard the sound of a car approaching. She couldn't see the car as she was encircled within the horde. The car sped and aimed at the horde. The horde suddenly dispersed like the flight of a thousand birds, leaving Lisa open at the center.