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Swam Too Deep (2013)
Of an immense suffering
My Love!.. Waterlogged
In a depth so deep I could die
The horizon’s divide
I’m going in one last time…
In the bunk sleeps 17 despirite men
They unearthed it from the dunes and it looks just like me
Blue synthetic flesh
I’m a slave to the sea
My horizon divides by serpentine
And my heart goes out
Imbedded in the mud/stays
The blast came too far
And I'm going in one last time
And I swam too deep
Sunk Ship (2013)
Pulls the tide in… that rusted 3am shack.
On that busted form at last!
You found yourself in the same fucking place.
Alas, a glimpse in the far sea to a blackened window, shiver at the lusted cause.
The main liner, the inbred, that mirage confine an unfolding sight.
30 odd leagues deep. I take them further still.
Scrape the bottom, crank to no end!
[[Anchoring in...Deep]]
[[Sent by the sea... Deep]]
Submerged, a slave ship, my own stench, I’m bleached out
Waste on the shore line, can’t beacon the tide closer still
My body leaves junct to a rotten sun
I watch them burn, My eyes close an image
The spoil meat rains
And I’m fucked on a sunk ship
He Came To watch and Listen (2013)
The subject regains vision in the room
Figures in the cold light
One emerges from the void again
Endless hours in the cube
A kiss from a lit cigarette
No escape
He came to watch and listen
From within his coat
A cylinder to shut a life
Stretched Impossibly Thin
I wield my fate in the shape of a spear
Eternity felt like a week
It came in on us fast in what could only be days
N118
A resolve from the slum, I am
In the corner breathing the gun He Is
String comes one corner, his head, far corner
I fear I am becoming the gun
Navigating a dream
From the fey window I am
Snake Of Our Landscape
When I stand on uneven ground
I can’t explain a single thing
I’m melting into the ground
A false devil wailing in the bog
Our presumption left us stranded here
I can’t get up from the hospital bed
I can’t shed my cancerous mind
I wield a solid chrome id
I woke up in the hotel room
There was blood in the vegas ground
The earth was done splayed
I’ll cut off my mind
Flood weather’s simple reveal
What the fuck am I trying to do?
I’ll spill it all
But my chrome will be fine
Snake of our landscape
Fallen Chair
Ending far still…
A splint from a broken chair
Ending far still…
High upon a throne of glass
A blind jab at the throne
A cut throat bug sarcophagus I’m in!
Ending far still…
[In a room a broken chair/a ruse]
[All I want and all I’ve yet to give]
Ending far still…
A syncopated lorid tongue
Rots back his mind to shit
Sunk deep in heaven!
[I fall around]
[I strike the ground]
[without a plan]
[in tireless scan]
[erupted hell]
[corrupted throne]
After All It Has Sunk, Heaven Knows Where…
I took four years up the broken hull
My hands are still caked up in that dirt
After all it has sunk, heaven knows where…
It’s intention was a leather faced sham
Maybe there’s an answer in it’s crater grave?
Maybe ‘cause he's sucking up blood in?
Under cataract skies my fate backwards
I balance it upon a tied tongue
[can I take the morning sun?]
[can I take another chance?]
[can I take the wheel again?]
[can I take my eye’s patrol]
Beaten senseless by the morning sun
Kissed gently by a terrible chance
Raised up by a hand above
Has it been so long? I think not!
In the dawn, the reeds take their bow out
over
AS-IS
Paralized Grip
Grip on the last vestige
they were all your friends
they were all your options
they were all your interests
all foes in your hands
enemies in your heart-felt words
uncertainty for uncertainty
(x2) what are you going to do?
Left feared
as is
Flood weather came over
I had no idea things would get this far
it doesn't feel worth saying
and your constituents fall out of your mouth
one by one, discarded, naked and blank
I don't trust them and I don't know why I'm here
grey hopefuls, never catching up with there longing
(x2) and they started hear
AS IS
Gravity Caves In
Upon my desperate return,
there are fires in the flats ablaze
a golden mirage
dead ahead
where has our theater ended and our terror began?
a bitter 5 years in
hiding from what we found
||Shut Down||Calcified in the dark||
this time back has made no sense at all
[Amongst the Graves there]
[Stench of contained air]
...a masterful mark shed in december's gleam
the hills I remember
torn, flooded, eroded and bare
GRAVITY CAVES IN
Blissful Intent (2017)
Found wish hunting
With a jackal in my veins
A far dream
And all the violent men who fell
To the pull of a string
And from their hands fall desire’s sand
And a light cuts through
With blissful intent
But now dims low
Is our city buried
In dust from the bones
Of those who fell to blissful decent?
Derelict exalted frame
A palace of clean sin
Where all sides collapse
Skeleton (2016)
Under declining suns
When I turn the fabric frays
When I'm looking through windows
Our bond in the trace of a knife
And from our bond, how can I stand to absorb
The wreck I am in your hands
I lost the link to
Entirely Divide
When you've lost your breath
Can I have your word?
For all I've said from love, lies rotten in the woods
For all I've said from love, lies dormant in the woods
A Skeleton (X2)
I hope to see you whole again
Dry (2017)
I’m looking into the valley from my nightmare’s pitted gaze
I’m looking ahead for an eye’s expression I can’t describe
(X2) Perfumed poison bereaved me/I’m left dry
If I see another I’ll be sure to run
I escape from burning fields and I’m left Dry
Black With Blood (2017)
Red Wings over The minds Slum
Folly’s endless, desperate night
Churning mistaken american land
Division I lay, solid gold
My body black with blood
An obliterate state of royal slump
Passing repeated through the floor
A carolina smear
Black with blood
Slant Of An Intentionally Blank Mind (2017)
Following the endless curve of a lifelong crutch
I walk irate through flooded homes
I know I wish I understood myself
If only I could drink these moment’s dawn
I can always go back north
From the tether of a shadow of a dream
Urgency becomes me
This way tunnels deep
In a forest of flame
I pluck the quill fro my side
I am the scorched earth
Mirrored Confines (2013-16)
Blocked Door
My arm confined
The pressing urge to leave
A reflective chain
I am the rope
My eyes fixed
I am the noose
Tethered to my own side
I am the animal
In mirrored confines I am the animal
Noose in my own hands
I am the animal
Knife in my own back
I am the animal
Noose around my neck
Easter (2016)
Our only beach
Our iron home
Winter’s red carries in
On a broken motorcade
And this red prison’s walls close in
Just try to hold on with broken hands
Just so it can turn to dust and rot
A brisk fog hangs on our heart’s boulevard
Infinite light in the corner of our sky
A landscape of molten blue and grey
Artillery cocked! and damage done
Save the blood beneath this drought for Easter
Eye On The Thumb (2017)
T
eaming with the sick and flawless
The crafted edge of a million miles dawning
When Miles, distraught, went through the glass display
When all the water went gone
And everybody moved
A sugar swamp and
An eye on the thumb
Sawblade (2020)
On the street, waiting for the revenue to carry over
Mock interest leaves them with empty holsters
With driver’s instincts, pull the curve, pay the radioactive price
Wait it out, reset, mouth like a sawblade
It’s silhouette elasticated, it’s all bombed out
Sold off the last of it, mud slinger on a starved ear
Dragged off, far corner, withdraw with the mule’s heart
Of clay face, red reeds, to face the sawblade
This Was It (2020)
Go over and over it for the arrow’s sake, cut through the thick air
Down a green granite stair, up slum’s ladder, tongue rotted out with slow gold
From so far away it was carried out to plan, how could i know that this was it?
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Devote to run you’re free to run to the border’s sea that you erode with every step
Me? i’m just one of your sons from the treaty lines that you’ll never meet
Threaded from a balcony, the fall of psalms just at my feet,
How could I know that this was it? How could I miss?
Wood From The Trees (2020)
⇅(1-5) we all take liberty to the western flats/dive
⇅(2-4) paramount/past the token of arms/dive
⇅(3-3) affixed to the back wall/in it’s supernatural craft/drive
⇅(4-2) the burning road/the pilgrim’s plummet/dive
⇅(5-1) on the hunt/the apex flux/take the tower/dive
Come back the same way you fled
Choke on the black onyx rope
It all leads to harm
The red painted hog
The mud graves
The bounty out on leopold’s head
Can’t tell the wood from the trees
The manifest throne of glass
In the madness of the mud
Can’t tell the wood from the trees
Saints Have Sunk (2020)
Duo Crucifix seed
Unfold the lower, the same
Hence the imminent trouble of mind
Melting steel
Revolving cries
Reflected choice
Evacuate
Saints have sunk
Fortitude (2017)
Savagery In Burning Isles
A grey Hopeful’s carnal reach
I watch the folding sky
Go up in smoke
((The devils face))
Siphon Sound through sleeping crown
High as might I steal your creed
I cut through their scan, their drone
I awaken Blank and starved
Fall W/O Impact (2017)
Finalization is a mile past the hour
The body follows, the mind whips
The heart’s reduction, hissing veins, Neuro-risk
We’re factoring the risk
It was no accident
It’s coming right for us (X2)
Dreamless Admiration After-Risk
It’s targeting the best of us
To fall W/o impact
Cancer Of The Room (2017-2020)
(ASJ)
Upon silk dunes, the dogs of memory
Stalk the last gleems of dusk’s shut eye
If I’m here to uphold the masterful air of their mark, I will dine on the peeling from the wall.
And if I am to be your dog, then I’ll hunt to the edge on the wine of a starved tooth
(R/U)
You Walk Into A Berlin Hotel
Fleas Crawl Out Of Pores
Lipstick Stains, Teeth Of The Beast
I Can’t Shake Your Hand
Open doors/closing ears
I want to be your dog
Leash me to the upholstered chair/kick me as my heart bleeds
Gagging on swollen hair/fingers permanently clenched
The suspect sees what the suspect makes
The tender tyranny of the slain
(ASJ)
Have the many years and many rains eroded my form?
In the heart of it all
My clockwork hinge
Crowd the doorway, breath the fallout, burn
Cancer of the room
A Nameless Influence (2017)
Have you ever seen such a tragic red?
As time stains on the same mistakes?
A rogue pilot’s careening
A heartbeat in lead veil
I don’t know where I’m going
My senses are at the cliff’s drop
A nameless influence
Brings me to the west’s din
Where shall my heart dun crash?
Have you ever seen such a tragic red?
As a million lands crumble to the tides edge?
I harbor the wrong eye
Destroying every notion
I harbor the wrong eye
Destroying every notion
Choosing a nameless chance
Breathtaking (2018)
I fall onto my own rusted sword
Then I fall back into the strawberry snow
Ignorance captures I, the dog
I’m running out of your rope
I’m climb floating up the molten stairs
Suspended in the toxic air
The Cadillac moans to it’s end
Flat forever, our lake of fire
I fall into the hole in your hand
Damage has me reaching for the floor
I closed the room
I shut the door
I sealed the edge
I took my breath
Phoenix (2018-2020)
even a
phoenix falls
ember strings
cellophane wings
azure heights
pyrrhic dreams
odyssey of desire
even a
phoenix falls
before abyss
tethered fate
heaven's end
Moonfires (2017)
A bronze smear, a bronze dismay snares
Captured by the night
Could it be the metallic taste in your mouth
The suffocating light, the burning air
The wolf inside my body has my by the throat
I am a mechanism starved (x2)
Could it be daytime? I’ll never know
The moon fires come up over the hill
There is no cover
Motive Turmoil (2019)
A bullet in the author/seeks heat
A stag shell sheds/brand new
A flash in the pan/desires
A stranger in the crowd/expressed
motive(x8)
A brush with plight/a touch of lead
A trigger in the air/your eye spills cold
The black sky glows/the capitol burns
Parallel vessels/demand the crowd
Motive turmoil
Shine (2018)
When time slows to its end
Dragging it’s shipwrecks
It comes in the texture of dreams
Prussian blue, saccharine
Taste of heaven’s seas
And the tide’s low, the tide’s low
At half mast for the death of the moon
And it’s shining, falling
The world is coming undone
And everybody is a little aggravated
And all our architects of hope
Watch as their monuments
Crumble into dust
And the tide’s low, the tide’s low
And my heart goes out to the once
Shining, falling world
Shining
Ghostlines (2020)
Imbedded elsewhere
Faint at the expo
Pray just for exit
The petrol makes them sick
Clean up the prototype
The wrinkled document
Make no exceptions
Make no exceptions, NO
Dig up some reason
But the simple fact is
Everything you say is like toxic gas
It doesn’t really matter what your next point is
I’m not trying to be a slave to circumstance
A slave to circumstance (x4)
There ain't nothing for miles
I’m not waiting on ghostlines
False face is oscillating
Living out your fears in public
I’m not waiting in ghostlines
Sympathy Xerox (2020)
Forever closer to a flame
Our thief home, our shadow grave
I stand there, my heart on a parallel
Wake up in a cold sweat because
Being alive is a target’s game
And i’m sorry david, i can’t see it through, something’s wrong and i can’t reach
In sorrows avalanche a murder’s grip hides in a helping hand
It's a poison we can’t dilute
Our enemies are carried in out heartfelt words
And i’m sorry david, i’ve truly failed you
One by one, we’re discarded off, asphyxiated in hatred’s wound
I really just don’t know what to do
They came down on the hunt for me
There are fires burning in the street
Sympathy in oblivion
My pride in my land is scorched
Reduced to the whole of what we deserve
Last vestige will be the death of me
Crimson Vapor And So Much More! (2020)
Morning through fire escape shards, once crystalized,
predictable, tense to the mere mention. A vapor i would describe blue-red.
Consequentially, the leg impaled, a redacted sum, jotted down, the heavy moment’s break of rain,
the kaleidoscopic fein, busted ivy piles.
Mentioned now spinning initialized, the ren in the crowd/the mask in its sheath.
What am I deserving of? Crimson fog finds those to pluck.
Eats through the lens of a dog’s eye.
Red Crossing (2020)
Come velvet speech
Come everything machine slow
You bank on restraint
Then hook with the left
Rope along the highway
Neglect arrested state
The broken staircase
The wandering stray shot
Everything comes to blows
Everything in sap from the trees
Everything
Tied to the liver red slick
Hunger reflects around
Divin’ in
A permutation’s mistake
Take me as my destroyed mouth sink
Maybe the rejected ink
Living in red crossing
Everything comes to blows
Everything in sap from the trees
Everything in heights
Walk Backwards (2020)
A resolve of demise
Demanding
For those who walked it backwards
To cheat the ashes
The acrobat’s semantics
Defeat
The trigger hand
Is weeping
Even the dead leave
And the nation’s wolf
Is starving
4 Quarters (2020)
If nothing else its at the core
The dry salvage in your palm
A brilliant hue in the fog
The castle on stilts, fall forth bellow
The water swole
If nothing else
Curing smoke
Return to the rogue
We paid him in full under the door
It took 6 days of war to quell the hoards
Down river hides the villagers toll
If nothing else split into 4
The water swole
If nothing else
Curing smoke
Return to the rogue
Germanic Extinction (2020)
Waiting out in the cold!
Digging up bones
Upon axis of kings
In the gullies of town
And the observers reward?
Habituation, thirst, mud
Cast a stone at it!
As the last of the mob-
The animal upright
The optic inferno in motion
The rising demand
Die out
Your here to kill the subject in the room
Setting fires
Sensation of extinction
Your out in the cold
In complete darkness
Facing a luminous rod
Perceives Extinct
In a luminous form
Sensation of extinction
Simultaneous decline
As The Sun Flips (2020)
Back to the old magnetic strip
As the sun flips
The horse’s POV
From all the car doors
The row of lynch men
In the Middle Village hills
As the sun flips
Cream colored outdoors
The bourgeoisie adrenaline
As the sun flips
The Hang man’s POV
As the sun flips
To Be Upheld (2020)
Down the hills
And through the trees
A saffron knee
To soften pleads
A fine dust of eve
Was left for me
To be upheld
And thrown away
For such a home
One must wait for years
And the silk road grows
To decline demand
An empty light
Kisses the hand
Although the mother says
In crude detail
To be upheld
In poverty
To be Repelled
In sanctity
To be upheld
You can hunt the globe
Comb through the sand
But you'll never find
A heart in this land
It’s about time
You believe
In your fear
Goldscrape (2020)
As they hunt and pursue the fox in its hole
Take a fragmented stance /running quasi
The contours of the vas assumes symmetry
They hear laughter in the mirror and crying beneath
Forward bounds the barge, scraping the gold
Somewhere along the way correspondence went cold
Unless there is major confluence there is little hope
Hands rested on their heads they stand in a row
Printing the mold
Scraping the gold
The silverfinch eats away until it explodes
6,000 men spirraling expected to fold
Latecomers to the rush fall to the mote
(x2) onward again
Scrape for your gold
Paperhouse (2020)
Withstand Running to our paper house
We’re gonna hold out in a paper house
We’re out burning Down our paper house
Is this living? Trash the paper house
Temporary restoration
Neared the breaking point
Withstand Running to our paper house
We’re gonna hold out in a paper house
We’re out burning Down our paper house
Is this living? Trash the paper house
Blind efforts expand/the found regions
Living on top of sweat, waiting for it to fold
Withstand Running to our paper house
We’re gonna hold out in a paper house
We’re out burning Down our paper house
Is this living? Trash the paper house
In a paper house
The burnt ruins of our paper house (x4)
In our paper house
TZRØT (2020)
Once In Treasons Grip, Gifted with a remote view
You’ve come to realize that you've beheaded your own
Into the rye, into the distance, ina shallow dream
Touching your own face, wondering why
veering home (x3)
It’s not quite forgiveness, far from sovereign
Nights in the dessert, sap on dry leaves
I’ll gie you an impact, ill give you a dangerous lock
The floodgate’s promise, the envelope, the oncoming shock
A victim of one and the same
A passenger reaches for the reigns
You fall to pieces in the dirt driven mad by taste
Silica-Struck Dunes (2020)
The Moon-Shaped Scar on Fuchsia tells
The czar illness scare with the clientele
Notifications on the parallel
We felt the central block
Fell asleep on the pail-true comparison
Crossed wires looking for the outlet
Now we’re attached to fiber optics
A giant experience in a miniature world
Notifications on the parallel
Capacity Full on the elevators
Silica-Struck Dunes on the continental shelf
We Felt the central Block (x8)
We are lost on glass dunes
2x4 (2021)
COTTON (2022)
A film over the hell river bed
A cloud of steel overhead
My mudbank churning gut
New values /mass produced like I fucking care
Cotton eyes, I’ll pull apart my own veins
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Runoff floods those sundown towns, annihilate, my cruel blood
Following a string / the plantations disintegrate
The cotton rope brushes against the skin of my neck
As the paul barers swarm
Tyranny in plain dust
Fallout Perish (2022)
A cavalier trust in the marble shielded door
The half truths held by the pawns
And they watched as the city took everything they owned
And they all screamed “riene!”
And the bishop falls
Shots ring out overhead on plasticine floors
Steadfast with violence, frozen by remorse
Wield fate as a spear, banging on the door
The sky above holds an unnatural sickly glow
Fall in/fall out
Is it choice
Fall from grace
Mal-Absorbtion (2022)
Born scattered all across the harbor
Strangled by the wheel
It’s too late for you to scrape the bottom the moralist his trap
Dreamt there was something over the snow bank, something more to see
But the skid marks clearly illustrate one can succumb to glee
As I awake on the 7th year, I couldn’t absorb a thing
More than nothing hangs an arch
D.E.S.O.L.A.T.E
If you’ll strike first, joy, revealed, kneels here
If Silver is my Word (2022)
Imagining a former self gently set in powdered gold
Wondering off
Then suddenly, as pillars fall, peering through a twisted frame
And through the fog
Just to get a glimpse to see how black weds with blue
Set in the dust
Once we’ve layer to rest those who’ve strayed, we burn the sanctuary
Down to the ground
(X2) and I swear if silver is my word
And like a silver blade I plunge into the earth
It’s always safe to say a silver diatribe will leave its mark
Cutting the arch
Now the hour glass obscures our view, from our eyes destruction blooms
Tearing apart
Deeper still, through endless pines, a burning decent towards a clear demise
Set in the dust
The sour taste in seething rain/with the harvest gone where will we go?
Into the dark
Where will we go?
(X2) and I swear if silver is my word
And like a silver blade I plunge into the earth
And like a silver blade I plunge into the dirt
Silver is my words
VIIIRUINZ (2022)
Waking up in shock, again, in a bed of sand
Then prompted to walk for miles, craving the enemy
At the end of the day, awareness offers no relief
It’s all the rage to breathe your burning history
8 ruins
Tumbling blind from the edge, the feeling blank and cheap
Corrosion at the top of the neck, the features swept away
The corridor in disarray, split skin for the world to see
Mechanical/chemical marks exhibited in disbelief
It’s always here when the pressure drops, it’s getting hard to breathe
8 ruins
Waking up in shock, again, in a bed of sand
Then prompted to walk for miles, craving the enemy
At the end of the day, awareness offers no relief
It’s all the rage to breathe your burning history
8 ruins
Beside The Porous Mirror (2022)
Wading face down in the mirrors jaws
Looking out and just surrender
Ignite shimmering hysteria as the mercury chokes
And gain the mirrored sight
[Beside my oblivion]
Prompted, disembodied the rodeo knife
Take the enamel off it
And gain the mirrored sight
I saw a rolling death through the range of grays
[Beside my oblivion]
You Already Have (2022)
The gunman leaped through the tv screen
Leaping ahead and loosing track
Beholden to sleeper cell
Tearing apart the parking lot
But quicker, slammed the wine glass
Suddenly, but purposefully
Have I turned the maze before?
Time caressed and got the best
But you already have
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Quantified the inanimate threat
It’s dizzying, the stray heat
Then I, with glue trap hands
Keep struggling (x2)
Then I, with a dim chance
My DNA, stays out of phase
Take hold of the steering wheel
Carrel them for disabling
(X4) you already have
Go through the the wall at breakneck speed
Your agency pulled out by a string
No where to go, past caught up real slow
Relentless decay like a pendulum
You already have
To Steal The Shape (2022)
An opportunist hovering, dagger clad, dripping silver
condensation sets as an adversary wanders aimlessly
when hollowing out the wings that got you here
oh, grabbing at the rain, howling
is it vast? would this be my last stab at royalty?
the lack of sleep, to steal the shape
Grabbing at the rain, howling
Dreamt Hubris (2023)
A gold Divider soaked in fugitive tears
In a mirrored room
The human harpoon, steeped in carnival light
With bloody meat in her teeth
You grasp for a breath, frantically thrash
As your dreams turn blue
Your Dreamt Hubris, dreamt hubris, is all you know
You decided to run, and are spiraling down
Into an ash filled pool
The falling birds, and drying ground
Ever closer to a hopeless flame
Dreamt Hubris, our dreamt hubris, is all we have (x2)
New Glow (2023)
See the salt collect
See the paper curl
see how they illustrate
second chance
Feel the buzz saw, its sobbing
plumage as our last rain
it hits the glass
Second floor
97CANISTER (2023)
In the cloak of cold devistation
Live! Uncontained!
Allbeit, hexed and rendered still
Paint Me in Plaster Sheets
Take Aim! An old Stain in the mirror!
Seeing love and sacrafice as the same thing
Seeing Pins on the walls
and whispers strung up on display
In the Blood-red panic/Tragedy upon tragedy
(x2) 97 shots delt out in just a bitter week
A Time 4 Relief (2020)
It’s tough to see past affect
Worried I’m gonna pull the wrong lever
A bed of nails or house of attention?
Illusion or world collision?
(x4) I have no control over…
– Thirsting for what remained a time for relief
Might be wrong but we can stay on it
Borrowed metal paints the wilderness
Hold reservation to the cold weather
Don’t think I’ll ever break even
(X4) My impulse Diluting
– Thirsting for what remained a time for relief
Instant (2023)
An Instant
Flashing in a red eye
in falling snow
Welcoming a spear
but was it cast from behind the cloud?
nevermind…
Fatal inserection, happy illusion
to live forever
split the second in 2
Balconies Over Loss (2019)
Across the deforested tar lake
A flame dances over the dead end
Rust on the isles of cement
(red)
Looking down over the fossil bed
The parreless sea of loss
Wear the imprint of Madonna Coal
(red)
Spread of crossed hearts
Lemon Coating (2019)
When the oil fields eye cast a spade in deadly schism
The true tactic hand dressed in terrorism
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Stenched X trigger hair/lacerated/coated lemon
I wear hate as a draped mirror/shattered yellow
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A trident mind to spear ahead and meet it’s nefarious end
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Detach the needle’s eye/hollowed out and overstated
Let each kingdom soil/time tested/boil over
Let slaves slave/worn silhouettes/coated lemon
One Billion Tender (2021)
Enveloped by the iris flood
One billion left tender
On the monitor screen
In every home, a template
IN ONE TENDER CAGE
A headfirst campaign to kill of the wilderness
Assend up the bloodsmeared marble halls
The blind follow the slags, trade for a tender crime
You better draw the curtain quick! (x2)
IN ONE TENDER CAGE
Mania visited the sons, blown to fucking pieces
40 leagues in the hole, drive the submarine to hell!
Captivated jaws lock and they won't let go
Obliterated by disease
New roman wet dogs
IN ONE TENDER CAGE
Silent, Ivory (2021)
See how long you’ve forgotten
Disguised! Harm in blue winter
Silenced by a knife to your neck
You raise your glass! Spinning!
The towers on shore
Pulling chain
You have no choice
You dance in a ring
Devolve to twist for devotion
Softly move into the high beams
Choke the hound at the sent
Slaughter your kin in the name of Ivory
Don’t go! (x4)
Deny all in error
Deny all in Ivory
Deny all in Ivory
Deny it!
Rotomirror (2021)
Only eyes caught on the rotating
The self is a canopy false
reflected on powered steel
before me, rests dire, a gleem
Further down the rotoscopic pit
The cylinder, the city’s side
flattened out, wounded, so cold
motion of the synthetic grass
Remember green? faultlines overlay
Recall the hologram day
Sterile motors
Rotomirror
Delete (2021)
Spent the last 5 nights stabbing in the dark, pools of their intent collect
shallow in the room
I’ll only fade out loud / in a barbaric nature’s hold
all of your foes fall from your mouth / to tempt survival
and the caravan has thinned out, we can see it for what it is
a band of craven hogs / making sure that their ribs don’t show
De-activate/De-Interlace/Desintegrate at last!
In a parallized grip, a grip on the last vestage
DELETE
Colosseum 60º (2021)
Breath in the dark
Intercept the SOS
Wings clipped the tunnel light
In the vaulted barracks
No place to run
Ahead the rock in the sky will fall
Zero in on the colosseum fire
Decapitated in chambers
Dead in bed
D Backwards ode carved
Won’t need anchors
Won’t need the glory cut out
Not only by the mind but by the heart
D backwards Romeo
Portrayal of Sifters in the Hollow (2021)
When will you end this time?
A blur in the woods
Never have I taken your shape
As we follow the age
Sifting gold from the brine
And bring on the haul of destruction
Trained by the storm
A portrayal in the dark
Flee the Creek / The Ruined Harvest
Trapped in the Cell / Symbols with Hands
Twisted Mouths / The Salted Earth
Sink The Ship / In Silent Spring
And the imposter stands
prevailing in the hour glass
Without significance
Take hollow steps in dreams
And when will you end this time?
A tourch to the woods!
Somehow it balances
On the other side of remorse
[Empty I seige, the animal]
Flee the Creek / The Ruined Harvest
Trapped in the Cell / Symbols with Hands
Twisted Mouths / The Salted Earth
Sink The Ship / In Silent Spring
DUD-TECH (2019)
Scaled reluctance just like a machine
The faux kill in deux failure
Tunnel light ilums the homefront
--The aorta -- The Mudscape
Hit the standpipe/The Fuckhearted lung
In a black room the orchestra thuds away
--the fireworks went off in his face
--Semi-rubber -- dud-tech -- cell decay
Y Serpentine (2019)
The thirsting coil extends it’s stay
And wasn’t bothered by the rain
A touch to seek through woven day
The dust becomes the serpent’s fain
A fever in the sun
Season’s defined by a liar’s sway
In the cool embrace of the ditch
A gold leaf armor in the air
The metallic taste will last for days
A fever in crimson haze
In jagged entry staggers din
We’ll take the flat lands if we must
And abandon what the valley gives
My hand extends y-serpentine
Wavering in sleight of sand