Alexander Pope III

The Pain Machine

Our stars are so align

So near you always come, but I detonate a mine

You with your qualities divine

Try to love a Pain Machine

 

This thirty-year cycle has to end

Our luck has to find a better place to stand

I always create a bad scene

And activate the Pain Machine

 

I have not seen God

But imagining you so is not odd

You always try to be so fine

Yet my mind starts Pain Machine

 

Your  voice stirs in my mind a passion

Whatever you wear becomes a fashion

Even to nonliving, you do not give any tension

In fear of losing you, I start the Pain Machine

 

You love so much all your friend

That loving friends just became an online trend

But I could not blend with your friends

Because I am Pain Machine

 

For days I have not slept

Pain is tremendous, yet never wept

All wrong I do,  you should never accept

But forgive once more this Pain Machine  

 

The devil inside me erupt

How do you shower love on something so corrupt

Your love sessions I always interrupt

Because I am Pain Machine

 

You always ask me not to be a clown

But everything  beautiful,  I drown

I happily  wear the crazy man’s crown

What else do you expect from a Pain machine

 

You are the coldness of desert oasis spring

Try to give me a new wing

But your goodness I sting

The only thing you get from a Pain machine  

 

But as soon I create the disaster

I also become its broadcaster

And from my life you run faster

As the pain rises in Pain Machine

 

All the scenes of something beautiful you create

Meet the same fate

Not for a second, I wait

Before activating the deadly march of Pain Machine  

 

You bring all things, Majestic to this relation

But I don’t give you much time for elation

I am ready for the demolition of your creation

As I am the best pain machine

 

 Leave me and never look back

Happiness always sees my mind\'s crack

Good senses I totally lack

This is the perfection in my Pain Machine

 

Let Ash be ash

And dust be dust

I have killed your spell

Being the unfortunate pain machine

 

Till the day I am buried

My love for you will be unvaried

You remain happily married

You will be always on the mind of this Pain Machine