Alone Before the clouded thought Of ideas that fall long enough to die In the taste of rebel poetry Converting luciferian verses Into the only colour
silence Destroys softly our hopes Devours our roots I close my eyes, where brimstone tainted tears are born They Recall the beginning Back to the very doorway of Asterion
Awake As a poisoned present A statue carved in jade The stone that steals the hearts From unfaithfuls Dethrones your kings Look at me And feel the pain
Shadows rise beneath your feet Endless torture I feel the flame of dawn Embracing a dreamless night Desperately The forbidden fruit dampens my lips
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Towards the shadows that shred To prove how time dies before our eyes To feel the fading pulse of life As it walks slowly to it's pantheon My mind seeks
We all steadily travel to the unknown We all know this is the end We all will be forgotten We all walk towards Zerzura
Darkness calls Enveloped in your cloak I shall never bow before a Clay man I am Fire Breeder of your sins and pain Sneaking whisperer in the hearts
Pennsylvania snow is pretty thick Michigan ain't where I get my kicks Texas is fine but it gets too hot And New York City's not a place to stop New Orleans
Take heart, my little friend and push back your seat Soon we'll be far away, far from the street Where you learned how to be, not what you are Up on
The cut rate mime walkin' through the dirty streets Of Paris in the hot, August heat Sun meltin' the fake smile away Just lookin' for a place to stay
Today is a lovely day to run Start up the car with the sun Packin' blankets and dirty sheets A roomful of dust and a broom to sweep up All the troubles
If I lay my head down I will see you in my dream Wearing that polka dot dress and sitting by the stream Leaning in to hear you, you will whisper in my
I can't look at the rocket launch The trophy wives of the astronauts And I won't listen to their words 'Cause I like birds I don't care for walking downtown
Taking a walk down to the mall Smelling piss and beer and gas That could be me in a couple years Suckin' fumes under the highway pass On a rainy day,
I bought some rock star ashes From the back of rolling stone I guess he wouldn't mind it They couldn't sell his soul The tiger in my tank Is going to
Sun comes up on the old neighborhood Spray-painted bricks and dead firewood Well I don't know where I'm gonna be next I don't care where I am gonna be
Little field mice living under the house Never eating much, tough life for a mouse And if you think you're gonna be spared You're wrong Field mice, head
