Prone Mortal Form
Who's at the helm of the purge that looms should I bother trying to see outside of this room?
I can tell you now, I'll be left behind on that fabled day when the beggars will ride
The distant, crushing call to continue makes a heart sink willingly into a chemical bath
Every insecurity reminds you of the voice determining your choice of path
Believe me now, I'll be left behind on that fabled day when the beggars will ride
If I champion misfortune, is it just just an extension
Of dismantling a pale facade my disdain for convention
December
In the darkened shroud of morning simplified in face and stature
Blessing in the storming sweetness of a subtle feature
Alone and safe inside without worry, without knowing
Who's been cast aside twisted down, escape to rest
I will writhe in my December
These crafted understandings smother citadel defending
They'll miss a motive is cast together the comfort, effort in the end
Alone and safe inside without worry
Who's been kept alive without knowing
I will writhe in my December
Learned, learned I love the air here
And I learned, learned I love the roar in my ears
I satiate this urge of mine; I substitute the urge to hide
Alone, alone and safe inside
Total Particle Reversal
I recognize what I hear in your voice in the cold, through the lines
I recognize the secular fire I want to take us away
We're nothing more than animate flesh
We're nothing more than animate
Time ends when I say
You come to me, you come to me my way
It's up to me who comes with me my way
This is nothing that was preordained
But as the whole thing culminates
Along the lines of the determinist mind
There are answers, and reasons, and purposeful conclusions
No Eden
Teeming billions All diverging, All diverging
Teeming billions All diverging, All diverging
Pleasure sought and pleasure found
Pleasure sought and pleasure found
All to Pandoran, All to Pandoran
Innocents until the pleasure it came unbound
Sacrificial man Keep your head down
Sacrificial man Keep your head down
Teeming billions All diverging, All diverging
Sacrificial man Keep your head down
Pleasure sought and pleasure found
Pleasure sought and pleasure found
All to Pandoran, All to Pandoran
Innocents until the pleasure
It came unbound, It came unbound
Keep your head down
Voice Of Disrepair
Not exactly taciturn, he shared his bottle openly
Battered, banished, ill-remembered terrified of something seen
We grew to reek of martyrdom and our mutual misanthropy
Certain pleasures taken from him
Never meant to want to be emptier known as a number
Lack of luck would not explain his traveling for safety's sanction
Standing on his head an always landing on his feet
Casting blame and laughing in facetious conversation
Certain pleasures in return he
Never meant to want to be emptier known an a number
They found him cold this morning
They found him cold at dawn
Twitching Tongues
Responsibility vile for those who'll accept it follow one, follow another,
Tongue in wisdom a certain kind lives to be directed
Will you be the one to clutch the jaws and grab and rip them
And now you say twitching tongues
Twitch in tongues twitch in tongues aloud the doublespeak
Built with all the fallen forms composting pile of viscous warm
Getting older, cemented over sickening, salted, suited soldier
Washing tons of decay away I'm picking out me piece today
Eliminate the words they say twitching tongues on shiny trays
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