Nightmare Therapy

Brainwashed in feeble ways,
Poison integrity with resistance, for all it's worth.
My vision turns to shame,
My mind will never let me forget this, my feelings hurt.

The doctor said that I'm wasting away,
Chained to my bed, no hope for recovery.
Kill me,
Kill me, my mind's in disarray,
Rid me,
Rid me of this prosperity.

All sense has gone, dressed in thick mahogany,
Spoon-fed too long, mental sanctuaries.
Insulting thoughts burn intelligence in flames,
Everything's wrong, it's such a tragedy.

The future's in the past, I will return and kill this trend,
Answer a call to arms, trust my beliefs and let this end,
Let it end!

[Marc x]

Out With the Lights

If you can hear, if you can clench your fist,
Don't let this be your only dying wish.
Our fucked up lies are helpful to our minds,
Though we still hear your silent cries.

No one will say goodbye until they're turning out the lights,
In our hearts we'll suffer to believe.
I'll watch and I'll admire as you hold your head up high,
Even in despair you dare to breathe.

Wish upon a star, I'll pray to who is listening,
I promise you'll be safe and I will swear I'm always waiting.
Sedating this reality, so you can barely see,
The silhouette in front of you is me.

Time and again the memories overflow,
I wish this world would swallow me up whole.
Is this the end? I never watched you go,
Out in the cold, I walk this lonely road,
Though I'm not alone,
I still have your soul.

[Marc x]

28

Butterflies in my stomach and it's churning, I'm on my own with the dead,
It doesn't matter if I'm failing to breathe, this is a means to an end.
My heart is pounding and it's bursting through my rib cage, I'm running out of my mind,
It makes no difference if I'm dead or alive, it's all a matter of time.

I'll run like hell, ignoring all the blood stains on my skin,
And time will tell, if I'm meant to survive or just give in.
I'll run like hell, ignoring all the teeth marks on my chest,
And time will tell if I'm one of them.

They send a shiver down my spine like a postcard, deliver warning like bills,
Though they try to mutilate me, I kill the pain with these pills.

You are the antidote, please say this isn't so,
You are the antidote.
I'm not the antidote, oh no, it isn't so,
You are the antidote.

[Marc x]

Swear to Hell

These passing days, patiently biding my time,
The wasted nights, pleasing your troublesome mind.
Piece by piece, picking my insides apart,
Now release, the dark, shallow depths of my heart.

I swear to hell and back again, you will detest my sins,
When duty calls on my black heart, I'll crawl underneath your skin.
I'm sickened by your perfect smile, my blood, it boils in denial,
This corrupt mind will tear you apart, I swear to hell.

It pains me every day to stretch the truth and sell my soul,
I fill my glass with honesty and drink it while it's cold.
It satisfies and comforts me to say what you don't wanna hear,
No suffering, I beg you, please, just shut up and open your ears.

Swear to hell and back again, despair, I swear,
Swear to hell and back again, despair, I swear...

[Marc x]

A Letter to Myself

If I could be the voice in your head,
I'd have you overcome, my dear.
So far, so uninterested,
It's not enough that I'm still here.

When I feel insecure, I write letters to myself,
Pretend that you wrote every line.
This time I write my last, lay you to bed, so still,
'Sweet dreams' is a muttered 'goodbye'.

Pictures, you paint a certain future,
In which, I don't seem to appear.
For worth, they emphasize my failure,
And so, my own remains unclear.

[Marc x]

Divided Kingdom

We're not the tortured, we are the broken-hearted.
We're not the nameless, we are the bold imprinted.
We're not the murdered, we are the noise and laughter.
We're not the useless, we are the dirty workers.

We are the new age, we are the modern,
We are the old-school, we are the stubborn.
We are the heroes, we are the knighted,
We are the kingdom, we are divided.

This is a broadcast, this is a crisis,
This is a statement, this is our purpose.
This is our last fight, our big performance,
This is our kingdom, it fucking failed us.

We are the kingdom, we are the coincided.
We are the kingdom, we are the great divided,
The Divided Kingdom.

[Marc x]

If I can be serious for this blog...

Hi, there.

For those unaware, and/or at all interested, my name is Marc Holden. I am the creator and writer of a blog site entitled 'Read This At Your Own Risk!' as well as a couple of others which are not really worth the mention. Above all, however, I am the singer and guitar player for a very little known rock band from Dundee, UK, called PanicByFlare.

I wanted to create a site where I could share my lyrics/poetry, whatever you want to call them, to more people because, while I showcase them when playing with my band, they largely go unnoticed by listeners and some verses don't even see the light of day. I could have posted them on my other blogs, but I feel they should have a place of their own away from the sarcasm and humor. I'd like for them to be taken more seriously than my other shit, if in any way possible.

Some of the material will be good, some will be okay, and the rest will likely be fucking garbage. I guess it goes without saying, I am no poet. I write what I feel with no other intent than to channel my thoughts into something creative...

... I never said I was great at it, though.

Check out my band!
Facebook: www.facebook.com/PanicByFlare
Twitter: twitter.com/panicbyflare

[Marc x]