Showdown in a shattered house

A hero at the edge
A tall skyscraper
The people of this city below
Who have turned their backs
The law with its gun ready
'Irreconcilable differences'
'A vigilante we can't allow to continue'
They've set themselves up for invasion
The failure stained on their hands
Our hero makes his way through the crowds
Dodging bullets on his way
to face his archenemy
The creature he was made to face
In spite of everything he does
They won't let off the trigger
Do or die in this day and age
Their last hope
His last chance

A weekend living in infamy

An ideology
solely based on misery
A discourse
written on your insecurities
Your diction
A symphony of syntax
Semantics
preaching to fanatics
Antics
analytical mind tricks
Your sense of tact
spreading lies you'll later retract

A misfortune left to many
An heiress of decadence
the queen seeking amnesty
the citizens cannot forgive or forget

Investigate, Instigate, Incinerate

Never thought you'd decay
or that I'd be around to see the day
Your eiffel tower burning in an hour
Paris is inviting her into its loins
between two legs you're wearing like a scarf
taste the infestation of 10 fold guilt
and the juices of despair
this is the end of the ride
the part where you pull out your hair
when you know it's too late
she has you strapped to a bomb
and tied to an airplane
Oh call to god, how did I fucking get here?
What's next?
Fastforward or flip the page to find out

Potty mouths on Pretty girls

And behold
another grave
dirt on her hands
another night that I won't make it
without that sickening gutwrenching feeling
of fear, desperation, and erotic attraction
the inevitable doom in calling you
to be torn to shreds by a sharpened tongue

The backs of snakes
Scaly liar, my body shakes
this feeling of regret
sexual intrigue
leading me to be a snack
the mouse in the pit
of her hydrochloric guts
an intoxicating disaster
the Hell that is lust