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Have you seen the living
Tired of their own shells
All the non-believers
Torso in the well
Am I the one you're after
The novice made to find
Stray abhoration stalking
Plans that forgot me 99 times
The only thing to alter
Stands in the way of you
I want your cramps to fit
The fillings of my teeth
Have you seen the living?
Tired of their own shells
All the non-believers
Torso in the well
And don't you try and ask me
Your expiration date
The plans that forgot me 99 times
You'll be the one who opens the gate
Carry water in a basket
Where the hole was dug the first time
The head that carries the body
A blood that flows through veins
Have you seen the living?
Tired of their own shells
All the non-believers
Torso in the well
When it calls I'll answer
Do you need to repent?
The plans that forgot me 99 times
I'll stick around for 99 times
The fault lines you prepare have darkened
Blank rings instead of sight
Goliath, are you receiving?
Dismembered, you've arrived
Have you seen the living?
Tired of their own shells
All the non-believers
Torso in the well
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Maybe I’ll breakdown
Maybe I’ll try
Circumvent innoculation
And I just want a cut
When will I breakdown
Lately I might
Unconnect the fascination
And I just want to touch
This is a list
They’re my demands
Forget the question
Come on bring
Your nervous hands
You read it in my letter,
“Patience worth is dead”
Suffocate the inkwell
I am legion said the pen
Her seraph snout
And cruciform limp
I blame the shrouding
Of a lesser man
My sigil contraptions
They work with
No crutches
Don’t show me
The hinges
I am absent
She came to me
When she was
Pouring out of drool
Under sedation
Under vulgar multitudes
If you stay and try
To fix what you did
The sheets were wet from
All those messages
A million petitions
Her lock with no key
You forfeit the right to be believed
Full implant
Shapeless as a jewel
And I am stranded by eternal solitude
The vault that I call home
It falls beneath your palms
Before I crawl my out she calls
When you’re standing
Right outside my window
Water thirsting
You're standing
Right outside my window
When will I drown
I’ll never get a distance shot
Heard vessper pure
I never want to see your face
Until the word is made flesh
You’d better ask Metatron
Those flowers that withered away
In the pages of your book
For one day
They won’t block your route
In the dead plot
You dream in
Ten go away
Ten born of pray
Ten go away
Folding wormholes
My time is riding
In the alphabet
My time is
Writing on the wall
Debase by your sentence
I fell in the trap
What door slid behind me
I can’t see it anymore
When she sleeps as a witness
Got no better hands
Tied a single stutter
Do you speak my dialect
Accidents will happen
Keep your earnings to yourself
One sip under the table
Until it moves all by itself
Eye of Fatima
I’ve kept all your dreams
In a waking isolation
Of indictment
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When the chants have cycled
How can I go wrong?
There will be no eye for adain
If your apples have gone, gone, gone, gone
I need a brand new skin
Incarnated debts
Incarcerated when the deeds are left to purchase
If you could see where I've been
You'd touch the hand that's touching sin
Entity ingredient
A mass of blackened scapes begins
Cypher is filled
With a blanket of clots
Taking everything I've got
Please let me in, in, in
I need a brand new skin
Incarnated debts
Incarcerated when the deeds are left to purchase
If you could see where I've been
You'd touch the hand that's touching sin
Entity ingredient
A mass of blackened scapes begins
Follow me tonight
Follow me into oblivion
Follow me tonight
Follow me into oblivion
If you could see where I've been
You'd touch the hand that's touching sin
Entity ingredient
A mass of blackened scapes begins
I seem to hide in metal plates
Held together alone don't wait
Hide with me identity
Until we've passed due date
Can't spot through the lens
Bleeding through your sanctuary
Intention accident
Bleeding through your sanctuary
Can't spot through the lens
Bleeding through your sanctuary
Intention accident
Bleeding through your sanctuary
Can't spot through the lens
Bleeding through your sanctuary
Intention accident
Bleeding through your sanctuary
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Came back to tell yourself I broke in twos,
Define the puncture, when will I know to,
I found something to shake by the roots,
I come along to see what's in your room,
The Coma's spending time to answer you,
I need something laid out for him,
Am I waiting now,
Does my waiting howl,
Am I waiting now?
Does my waiting howl.
I bring an avalanche of taunted bones,
Contaminate your cravings if you choose,
To pray something then extra will spill
Whom after me form out a content high,
Inhale the vapors that will heal your smile,
Hope for something to shake by the roots.
Am I waiting now,
Does my waiting howl,
Am I waiting now,
Does my waiting howl.
Bring me the tame,
Witness germinating the child,
The word of mouth stutters,
Blink at the lonely guise
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That night I remember what you slipped in my glass
We came rewinding when
I foamed at the mouth while the lights winked at me
And now my shape is kept
The rain it can't hide, wash the pain from this hex
Is it so permanent?
Did she catch a left eye when it blinks three times
Or once just to seal you in
In your drunken breath did it stain like us
In place of poison heat
I gotta rid this world of your intention
Swap the corpse in the casket
Give me that corpse please
The one that tore nightly
I really want it now
Fold the arms slowly
Don't want you to hold me
It fits just like a glove
Does he make you feel alright?
When I seep inside your truth through suspicious little coughs
You sank your nails inside a key while the door you shut closed up
The black stockings you kept smell of wet cigarette
Torn of lust that you could not keep
I have slept inside your fault to have you keep me hear on this leash
For the rest of your pets I will feed to this theft
As we consumate the vows of defeat
And when you pray for an end to this I do believe this is eternity
Give me that corpse please
The one that tore nightly
I really want it now
Fold the arms slowly
Don't want you to hold me
It fits just like a glove
Your closet is bulging
White marrow withholding
Does he make you feel alright?
Give me that corpse please
The one that tore nightly
I really want it now
Fold the arms slowly
Don't want you to hold me
It fits just like a glove
Your closet is bulging
White marrow withholding
Does he make you feel alright?
Never heard a man speak like this man before
Never heard a man speak like this man before
All the days of my life ever since I've been born
Never heard a man speak like this man before
Watch me now
Say it, say it, say it loud
Say it, say it, say it loud
Hold your heavy burden
In a pocket full of drink that I have drunk
Spit the remnants in your direction
This is the closest to any kingdom that you will come
I'm starting to feel a miscarriage coming on
It's numbing a stump clearing in my throat
And I just can't lose grip of it
She fumigated my mental hygiene
I'm all out of pulse but I know you can resuscitate me
Never heard a man speak like this man before
Never heard a man speak like this man before
All the days of my life ever since I've been born
Never heard a man speak like this man before
Never heard a man speak like this man before
Never heard a man speak like this man before
All the days of my life ever since I've been born
Never heard a man speak like this man before
Watch me now
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I've seen the only living traces filter in the sulphur
The ones who do believe me place your favour
Before you lay your question down there's a matter of the payment
To you I slipped on crooked sores in conclaves that you bothered
Let me be your Tourniquet Man
Let me keep you as a favour
Let me be your Tourniquet Man
Let me keep you as a favour
When I hear your fingers they will spell my name
As I trade the faces of the holders
Let me be your Tourniquet Man
Let me keep you as a favour
Let me be your Tourniquet Man
Let me keep you as a favour
I can't diminish anymore if I chose to dissolve in you
There's so much we can lose
I can't diminish anymore if I chose to dissolve in you
There's so much we can lose
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A salty ring of night fatigue
When I get the sweats
From your listening
Primordial cymatics
Giving birth into reverse
Serated mare ephemera
Undo her mother’s curse
So if you
Break me a mirror
Hang the broken pieces
Of a place that isn’t here
Don’t hide that guilty smile
Condolences
Won’t go away
The coins you bring
Left footprints
Blind thirst
And Braille liquor
My bed is stained
With fractures
Year after vitiated year
Four corners you are touching
They will liberate
My need
Bite marks
In the menagerie
With infidelic teeth
Is there something out there
Waiting to take hold
When that whore won’t answer
Who is in control?
And the names you planted
Drop the seed into a hole
If you force me often
I might jump off the board
I am a deaf con of angora goats
Warning you all who pass this mote
It’s only a matter of folding in time and space
Before I become your epidemic
Is this the first time at my conventicle
You better not talk
If you came here for semantics
It’s only a matter of folding in time and space
Before I become your epidemic
Don’t ignore my presence
Hidden reads the scrolls
By the time I asked her
The earth fell off the tongue
What once was laughter
Corrosive I became
Where a scarlet bruise grows
Sprout the fault we own
I am a deaf con of angora goats
Warning you all who pass this mote
It’s only a matter of folding in time and space
Before I become your epidemic
Is this the first time at my conventicle
You better not talk
If you came here for semantics
It’s only a matter of folding in time and space
Before I become your epidemic
Don’t hide your guilty freight
Condolences won’t go away
You’ve got that guilty smile
That culminates in bedlam
Is the safety that you feel
From the witness
Who was kept quiet
In the wings
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I should have always known
You’d scratch that itch
When you asked for safe passage
On my shoulders where we slid
And just before you laid
Dead weight upon its shores
I stung you in the face
For that’s the nature of my core
Because
I got distance
Don’t let it close
Gotta let me know
You just gotta let me know
Because
Forget which way
Is out now
Gotta let me know
You just gotta let me know
I’m nowhere near
This place you wear
It’s unforgivable
It knows that I am visible
I’m broken mirrors
And useless prayer
This lock is healing me
You know you came so willingly
Waiting is a vessel
That will take me to
Love, it knows no order –
When you taste the truth
Because
I’m trapped in this cement husk
Gotta let me go
You just gotta let me go
Because
I paid with own touch now
I bought a little cut
There is blood for every month
In the way you used to
Call her wicked answers
Time is a plague
There’s no time for this place
If you don’t let me go –
Heaven’s made a cesspool of us all
I’m nowhere near
This place you wear
It’s unforgivable
It knows that I am visible
I’m broken mirrors
And useless prayer
This lock is healing me
You know you came so willingly
There burns a kiss with serpent scales
There is no miracle
I lost your miracle
I wrap myself around
Your buried questions
Through blisters of confinement
I seek to drain
This broken shelter
To refill the pigment case
That I have left
Don’t stay long
For teeth nurse
The first wound
Coats revolve
Hope to gain
What if we find
What tongue ties double Windsor
Invoke to no reply
Those that lie
Have froze
At the border
No implies
Close the frame
What if we find
The sunlight draws a curtain
Invoke to no reply
There’s a place
Where this
Depth charge ignites
Where the soul has no purpose
I can’t believe you
When your thirst won’t let me go
I am the moment you were always speaking of
Because there’s no fence will hold
The sentient culprit fall about it
Say where I can enter them
Culprit fell about it
One fell, the other taste won’t lie
Make no doubt about it
How many blame
How many cave into the pressure I apply
If you take this breath of mine
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I’ll be there waiting
With a hook in your neck
Is the contact you’ve made
Deficient
And your hand will break
If you touch this fence
Please them till they’re
Blind with cleft lens
What have you brought for my appetite?
I’ll never perish
With the albino horns
Of a thousand young born
Will you drink from the depths of my sea?
And your hand will break
If you touch this fence
Please them till they’re
Blind with cleft lens
What have you brought for my appetite?
I might not make it back again
The vervain is on the rise
Got to open wide
You got to open wide
Might of a serpent
Swallowing tail
Cycle recycled
And I’m next to nothing
Help me come alive
Place your ring finger
On this debt
Am I living or am I dead?
Do what thou wilt
Tell them what I’ve found
The steps of a ladder
From a diamondback mouth
Help me come alive
I aint gonna hold my breath
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It appears to me
quoting alarms
guillotine smirks
In your house I smothered
Sight unseen
Sworn to harm
Ground to a powder
And soaked through the board
Don’t you ever, ever, ever trust my mercy
Don’t you ever, ever, ever trust my mercy
When will you flirt with all that’s burning
Keep them safe and by your side
Of all that’s left
A lucid home
Anecdote settles
In the smear of this corpse
If the larvae speaks
Ask where to go
They mount the maker
With a sulphur in fume
Don’t you ever, ever, ever trust my mercy
Don’t you ever, ever, ever trust my mercy
When will you flirt with all that’s burning
Keep them safe and by your side
Of all the warnings that you gave me
With all components in the fault
Have you ever heard me scraping it will be hard to hold
Don’t you ever, ever, ever trust my mercy
Don’t you ever, ever, ever trust my mercy
When will you flirt with all that’s burning
Keep them safe and by your side
Of all the warnings that you gave me
With all components in the fault
Have you ever heard me scraping it will be hard to hold
All I hear mending the gap
fall in here might not make it back
Call that someone may they hear you
Take me with you It’s not safe in here
And all you ask is why, why, why
And all you ask is why I’m certain
you’re holding on
mirror floats to the surface [holding on]
Of all the warnings that you gave me
With all components in the fault
Have you ever heard me scraping it will be hard to hold
Of all the warnings that you gave me
With all components in the fault
Have you ever heard me scraping it will be hard to hold
They lost the presence they were holding
Looks like the tenants flickered off
If the cell that holds me breaks me
It’ll be hard to hold
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My love becomes a mange
Dyeing autumn in its leaves
When it broke me in the branch
Where my antlers come to feed
And I swam a hundred days
In the bosom of this filth
Carry on this drought
As I tighten my belt
This deceit has no arms
Bended will, take what's yours
Calling me she's calling me
This it may have come to falter
We have become these pleads
In a field of balding marble
Where the medicine awaits
The hourglass pokes at
The ribs of my cage
At half rations I'm finished
At half rations the minutes
All that happens was given
Coil and embrace
This deceit has no arms
Bended will, take what's yours
Calling me, she's calling me
This it may have come to falter
We have become these pleads
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The horseman you have brought deserve me
Some how they've made it through the floor
The clocks you set
Are they reversing?
Before this visit turns conjugal
Ever more
Maybe tonight
So my half is waiting
Filed to a pulp
Used insomnia's been cleansing with floods
I got a pain inside that'll rip through the very fabric of time
Cause I've been with you
Before God gave me sin
I've got to get born
Just so you know
There's too many reasons
You set the silver down to guard me from the weak
You check the spelling for nothing, nothing
You sent yourself the flood
All of this time
Bedsore containment
Where am I now
That the music has faded?
And I'm nowhere near the place
You sent me here to breathe
But I'm drawing closer to the present
And I'll find a space with no memories
I've got a second chance to inhabit the living
If Goliath won't speak
I'm blinded by heaven
When will your Eden come die
If the liars that blink
Are bound by the sender
Trinkets you gave have all rusted down
All of this time
Bedsore containment
Where am I now
That the music has faded?
You better steal this chance to give birth to more
You'll wear those healing damns down to the plug
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