Saturday, April 30, 2011
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Songs Without Music 4
I saw the idols
coated in moss
As I made my way
through the opal forest
Was once weak-boned
all frail and oblique
Now made out of stone
like these figures of Kings.
I sang the praise
of my idle ways
As I trudged along
the belligerent stage
The audience slouched
all bent like weak trees
While I attempt to be righted and stoic
a true example of royalty.
The Dim-Lit Path
led to lurid moments.
The Shaded Path
led to illumination.
coated in moss
As I made my way
through the opal forest
Was once weak-boned
all frail and oblique
Now made out of stone
like these figures of Kings.
I sang the praise
of my idle ways
As I trudged along
the belligerent stage
The audience slouched
all bent like weak trees
While I attempt to be righted and stoic
a true example of royalty.
The Dim-Lit Path
led to lurid moments.
The Shaded Path
led to illumination.
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Carnal Knowledge Of The Godhead
Descend
Don't Shake
Your Queen's Crown Actually A Halo Of Snakes
Ascend
Don't Break
Temptress Your Sin Actually My Mistake
Drag Me Down:
Orange Fire
Black Sand
Tongues Abound On Sweat Soiled Skin
Eternity Starts Where Your Trial Begins
And Ends When There's Resistance
DESCEND TO ASCEND
Oh Venus,
I Sailed To You
In This Phallus Castle
ONLY To Break You
ONLY To Forget Myself
ONLY To Stake You
And Forge A New Self
Don't Shake
Your Queen's Crown Actually A Halo Of Snakes
Ascend
Don't Break
Temptress Your Sin Actually My Mistake
Drag Me Down:
Orange Fire
Black Sand
Tongues Abound On Sweat Soiled Skin
Eternity Starts Where Your Trial Begins
And Ends When There's Resistance
DESCEND TO ASCEND
Oh Venus,
I Sailed To You
In This Phallus Castle
ONLY To Break You
ONLY To Forget Myself
ONLY To Stake You
And Forge A New Self
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