The Crow Flies West

lxxy continued his course towards Los Angeles. The air force had scrambled numerous times, but the whole country below him was mounting in tension. Some citizens had taken to the streets, peacefully protesting or righteously rioting.

But, far above said streets, lxxy continued to fly. And as he did, the quarrelling stopped.

Migraines, bloody noses, and a lecture no one would soon forget.

Children grow and cells divide,

A million flowers bloom and die!

One second of infinity,

Passes under blinking eyes!

Run away, cut away, piss away every day!

Open wide, look inside, there is nothing to hide...

A never ending expanding gap between humanity,

And what can be seen.

Waste our time and advertise,

Perhaps no one will realize,

that the personality on screen

is not but fake and plastic lies!

And I'm getting sick and tired....

Beat my head against the wall,
No one's listening at all...
The voice of reason growing hoarse,
Predetermined every course!

Beat my head against the wall!

No one's listening at all!

The voice of reason growing hoarse,

Predetermined every course!

Add, delete, repeat the game,

It all begins to look the same !

A thousand friends across the globe,

Not one of them knows your name!

Run away, cut away, piss away every day!

Open wide, look inside, there is nothing to hide...

A never ending expanding gap between humanity,

And what can be seen.

Magnify the smallest things,

How much attention will that bring?

Water down what matters most,

The electronic grey is winning!

Beat my head against the wall,
No one's listening at all...
The voice of reason growing hoarse,
Predetermined every course!

Beat my head against the wall!

No one's listening at all!

The voice of reason growing hoarse,

Predetermined every course!

This is a warning to step to the back!

As the grey turns to black!

Knowledge-

Explosion brings death to the facts!

Useless and flat!

After convincing the President that securing Albert Marine One was in his best interest, it wasn't very long that a black helicopter was flying above Los Angeles looking for either Charlize or that damned alien majigger.

Los Angeles it's self was falling into a decayed state of hyper sensitivity towards the events that had transpired just yesterday. A woman had somehow taken over every form of media at once broadcasting her ranting.

Suddenly the hellicopter was spinning, the pilot and co-pilot reporting terrible migraines and bloody noses. Albert growled as he himself felt something coming on. Putting his fingers up to his nose, he wiped away warm crimson for the second time in as many days. "I'm going to frag that freak," he vowed.

Charlize wasn't too sure about sharing a room with John, but he seemed the less scary of the three. She didn't know what Alex and Whiz were doing here, but she knew that John had Alex to thank for his life at the hands of a Nimziki off shoot.

Here they were, in a hotel in Los Angeles. Waiting for any sign that lxxy was here. She knew that the Charlize look-a-like was somewhere here yesterday, and as such, must be in the city still. Right?

But looking for anyone in the modern day maze of LA street lights is like sending radio signals out to the furthest reaches of space in hopes of finding contact. She smiled. I guess it had worked once, she was here today in search of a half alien half human hybrid, right?

The world felt different now. She felt alive, incensed by Albert Nimziki and even towards Alex and co. But she knew Alex didn't want to harm lxxy, just detain him and put him on trial.

What for? Time travelling, dimension shifting. Apparently it's quite illegal without the proper permits. But then, there was something else. He had created some sort of compound in between reality. And apparently, he had escaped from there when a group of revolutionaries attacked in search for more technology and weapons.

Damn. She felt like she wanted to see a shrink, and she was one.

Picking up her purse and making way to the bathroom, she stares at her reflection. There! Behind here! The other Charlize...short blond hair, tattoos galore. But when she turns around, she's all alone.

Procuring scissors from her bag she begins to cut her hair just as short. She had all the makeup, too, to pull off an alternative Charlize persona.

If lxxy wanted his Charlize, he'd give her to him.

But, it was more than that. Her soul had been soured. The innocence she coveted had been lost in this journey.

With her makeover complete, she stared now back into the mirror. She watched as her reflection became as if a griffin; half her, and half the other Charlize.

Her nose began to become bloody, there was that migraine again. She careened, head first, into the sink.

Falling unconscious to the floor, her body erupted into subtle convulsions. It was if she herself was changing into the Charlize everyone was searching for.

And she's a killer,

And she's a keeper ...

Am I blurry...

In your vision?

Was I just....

A poor decision?

Cut me open,

With precision,

& we'll finger

The incision....

Tell me what have I done...?

(quid pro quo...)

To watch you lose...

Control!

I will give you sanctuary,

In these hymns of Thanatos ...

I will give you sanctuary!

You want to

See me burn

I am living fire!

You want to

See me burn

I am LIVING FIRE!

You will know me...

By the scars I bare,

You will know me

By the hate I swear!

You will know me

By the scars I bare!

Shapeless vengeance!

We are the thousand children of death.

We're in-between, on the fence,

Non-descript antagonists!

I'm in-between, on the fence

Non-descript antagonist!

I'll split you open,

& climb inside.

Lose myself,

Eaten alive!

We are the thousand children of death!

From seraphim!

To nephilim!

To exodus!

She's picking ghostflowers from her soul!

She's clipping the wings of fallen angels!

She's picking ghostflowers from her soul!

She's tonguing splinters of broken halos!

You will know me,

By the scars I bare.

You will know me,

By the hate I swear!

You will know me,

By the scars I bare!

YOU WILL KNOW ME!

From gelatine,
To specimen,
To emptiness!

I WILL BE AVENGED!
I WILL BE AVENGED!

These are the secrets...

That kill, that kill, that kill, that KILL!

We are the thousand children of death!