endthebadlands - seven

as i write this letter, dear mother
I do this with a heavy heart
for the impossible has happened
i seem have lost my brother
he is gone, like he was never here
i woke up one morning
feeling scared
like a part of me was ripped from me
felt like a song without a melody
and all i could think of was
writing a letter to mummy
i don't know where he is, mother
he is gone, perhaps to find his own path
but i know i will see him once again
i know because i have done the math
the stars are not aligned for us right now
we are bound to be lost for a little more time
but i will find that idiot and bring him home
and then, mother it will all be fine
we'll be fine mother
now only if i could
find my way out of these badlands
i will end this missive now
for i see a girl on a dune up ahead
with a jug of water at her hip
and I am so thirsty
oh so thirsty

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the end

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8adlandsthein- IIIIII

a legit bitch she was
but then again
can you really trust a girl
you met in the desert?
It's alright brother,
you did good
by chopping her up
like you should
now we have to find her mouth
in all these pieces
because the fucking thing
won't stop whispering
and it's driving me insane
it is, oh
we need to bury her pieces
as far away from each other
as we can
we'll drop them in holes
along the way
to wherever we go next
you can drop that axe now, brother
it is done
but one thing is sure
while it lasted
it was fun
these badlands are getting to me brother
i feel feverish, lost, without hope
and when i look in this mirror
i see your face superimposed on mine
are we one or are we two
am i me or am i you
i have no ability to puzzle this out
so let us go
you and i
to spit into
this desert's eye

In the Badlands - 2

These dunes, they stretch for miles eastward, the guide says
There are strange creatures prowling these sands
They will rip the skin from your bones
They will curdle the blood in your veins

That's pretty scary, isn't it, brother?
We really don't want to go to the dunes
Let's heed to the warnings of this pretty guide
Who happens to be quite intelligent too

Pray tell us, dear guide
Where we can find some monkeys to feed
For me and my brother, we are hungry
And looking for some adventure too.

What kind of monkeys, you ask?
Well, any kind would do, but we would
Prefer those that eat peanuts
Possibly those that don't hurl feces at us either

We have traveled far and wide
Hearing stories of the city of monkeys
Where they snatch peanuts from your hands
Where they dance on two tails for measly peanuts

We want to see that dance
Me and my brother
For we have traveled from far away
But I've told you that already

To the east you say?
Over those sands?
It will take many days?
We can find supplies there?

Did you hear that brother?
The city is there, eastward
Just past those dunes
Shouldn't take us long to travel them

So shall we go?

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Fuck, here we go again. 

in the badlands - 1

these bricks have my fingerprints on them, brother
and we are back here looking for something
that we did not find when we were here last time
but the search shall continue

do you remember when we saw
a monkey in a cage here
angry and raging
it would not stop screaming
that was some day
we tried to feed the monkey
but it would only throw the peanuts
back at us, all while screaming monkey insults
isn't it great that we are not fluent in monkey?

the dust is still a mad dervish here
scraping dreams from the eyes of believers
do you see them now? faithless and lost
waiting for the sands to swallow them
you want to throw some peanuts at them?

it's hilarious, isn't it, brother?
all these lost people
looking for things
that they should not be looking for?
hilarious every time
oh, and why were we here again?
did you just throw a fucking peanut at me?
motherfucker.