99 Degrees

Delirium Sets in consider it sin

Thirty minutes time and Ill be swimming again

Drivin with white knuckles

Cigarette Smoke Constant

Mr are you okay

Thanks for asking but no not today

Pissed off Putt me on a cross

Toys Asunder

Drawn and Edited by: Randy Sturridge

Rapid descent unmasking tyrants

Boys of darkness cackle irrelevance

Pin cushions, broken dolls erase

Child play, on sunny fun filled days

Shadows deep with purple thick heat

Strengthening evil as all the good recedes

Cloaked in corners, drones of dirt

Mismanaged jigsaw, cork torn skirts

Thunder claps lightning, spider lit sky

Shrieking pointed ringing, heaven and hell collide

Swirl of grandiose masterful plans

Holding so close dangling mortals in hand

Psycho lured dwelling that emboss the weak

Raise them by flesh to rip apart and cleave

Randy Sturridge 

Behind Hollow Eyes

Created by:  Randy Sturridge

Hollow eyes with hopeful thoughts

disillusioned, talent bought

Weak frail soul what have you done

It's been a long while since you've had fun

Flesh with dirt canvas your being

You were my role model for everything

Wisdom vast with experiences sound

All for nothing, to lay back down

Your eyes leave traces of who you were

I can see him back there, a prisoner, he lurks

Cynical parasite that has taken his soul

Negative energy as black as coal

Leaves a feeling of loss and nostalgia

Knowing you're gone but may yet return

Gives hope and faith that this invader will burn

I can't say if this darkness gives way

I just hope you will come back some day

Locked in it's hooks it's warped your good nature

Leaving a parasite of a cynical nature

I'm letting you know that I must sit on the side

Resigned to accepting that you may die.

Randy Sturridge

The Cautioned

Chorus of laughter breaks the silent night

Limping sensations drive desires wild

Pack of hyenas shriek laughter in want

Charismatic gestures influence their hunger

Scavenging hyenas seeking out goods

Vulturous rats slop want tongues that drool

Explore the premise of juking The Cautioned

They are so called for they’ve gone quite rotten

Empathy Void The Cautioned are feared

For all of their mysterious Existence these years

Disregard Warning Laughing hyenas engage

Letting long wants drive their masquerade

Nearer they are for rich smells grip the air

Hyenas shriek with lust seek in their Stares

The Cautioned positioned in no particular order

Alone by fire suddenly encumbered by less space

The Cautioned now stand they can smell the want

Hyenas snap bloodlust curses threatening the 

Cautioned to give up the purse

The Cautioned appear alert yet calm

Relaxing, then sitting with smiles all wrong

A great confusion stirs the night

Drawing out of focus the hyenas of night

Laughing erupts but from the cautioned so smart

Readying the feast caged hyenas with salt and small tart

Scavenging hyenas loot nothing this night

Laughing no more for The Cautioned Now Bite

Hyenas of want long tongues now sliced

To late to take warning as The Cautioned Take Lives

Randy Sturridge

Inner Wicked: Response to Inner Beauty

Artist: Randy Sturridge
Reflection From Inner Beauty

A man whose insides match not the exterior

Not the typical mismanaged posterior

This man not that man is as well to know

As any other who comes and then goes

Quite remarkable features that draw them in

Like flies to the light a byproduct of sin

Such fine approach this wicked man gives

Reflected the opposite inner being lives

Inner beauty forever a thought

Used inversely to advantage the lot

Inner beauty must entertain

That just as it is, an opposites in range

Inner horror wakes him in bed

Talks to his thoughts while clutching his head

Inner horror has many a means

In convincing this man to do dreadful things

Now in time the man resigns

He adapts to the horror that once tapped at the door

He now is wicked danger and death

Each day he baits and blends with the rest

He always secures a little treasure

For outside his features draw in his pleasures

Into the night the inner horror plays

With his victims distraught his exterior slays

Laying in bed the attractive man smiles

Beautiful features so wickedly styled.

Randy Sturridge

Bloodshed and Butchery

Pompous brutes trudge past fast

Astonishing courage to challenge my wrath

frenzied hysteria fuses within

Rage permeates my existence with sin

I am the target I encourage the masses

Bloodshed and butchery fuels my advances

A cancer erodes the synapse to reason

Abominated, mutated now destined to treason

Blood and Death with excruciating pain

Is now my existence for as long as I remain

Feed my wicked broken desires

With the kind hearted set to fire

Lick the flames just to feel pain

I am death torture to reign

RANDY STURRIDGE

We Are Animals

Deny if you want but the fact remains

We are animals that have just combed our manes

The thirst still beats cavernous within our hearts

Jealousy and competition leaves their mark

Sophisticated we are though basic needs still remain

Without food and water you’re sure to go insane

cold, dark and lonely are the wide open spaces

Will you give your space to shelter other races

It’s easy enough to speak silly words

A vegan when hungry will devour helpless birds

We have taken this planet and claimed it as ours

We force all other genus species behind bars

We impede more and more as we see fit

Stomping out the lights other species have lit

We only step lightly when we unearth our own kind

Evolved our minds we bureaucratically resign

Take take take want want want

We are the same…social class means nothing

One just convinces itself it’s something

We are the same…we both kill to survive

Without food, water, and shelter we die

You are thirsty it pains your existence

But I’ve got the water and I’m quite resistant

I must live and there’s none to give

Frantic you desire for just one little sip

Driven by lust…with needs gaped ajar

We are animals…

Remember

…we’ve not traveled to far.

We’ve taken this world and live as we wish

We are animals

You must never Forget.

Randy Sturridge

Lost My Mind

Today I lost my mind

Lost the ties that bind

Right, wrong, sing beside

Dance in and out of line

Scream at walls

Watch them fall

Reveal the voice

Heed the call

Scratch the wrap

On my bones

Who’s in the telephone?

Lights off

Look at my feet

Funny shapes

I don’t sleep

Come and play

For half a day

Search for walls

Where they call

We will win

New found friends

Start over

Play again

Right, wrong sing along

I lost my mind

Ill be fine

I’ll search the walls

When they call

I’ll be fine

I’ve lost my mind

The Forsaken

A movement cascades upon the souls

Harnessing the fire and feeding it coals

Delinquent bedlam blanketed with malice

No longer inanimate it seeks a balance

Locked in your home hide in the corners

Dangerous everywhere fueled by mourners

Drifting in fog and feeding on fear

Sensing the sites finding those near

Future is dead as we are all listed

A number the hunt ensnares the twisted

Escaping impossible fear filled dread

No where to run, the safe are the dead

Terror consumes all the air we breathe

Tasting the time, feeling it seethe

Nothing will work the futures ordained

Those still running have gone insane

Night descends from a dusk deep red

Taking most while they sleep in their beds

A mist of fate settles outside of town

Breathing the air brings up the ground

Hopeless space surrounds us all

Feeling the life being sucked in the walls

A plague of despair is now heavy in the air

Calling our names feeling its stare

Where is the being that eats our life

Murdering the light with fear laced knives

Whispering death, to come on this night

Encouraging terror, promising fright

I lay in my bed and wait to be taken

We are the damned destined forsaken

I drown as I breathe I take in the terror

Consumed entrenched I die while it stares.