THE FRAUDULENT SINGER
Bid for the scalping while lining up the heads
Take to the temping and the flirting with the dead
Swill in the fooling with it's folk and it's lore
Sicken in the prospects in the stature of the gore
He knows what he's selling when he's selling who you are
Franchise the worth till it's worth no more
Yes he knows what he's singing when he's singing his song
Yes he knows what he's singing when he's singing his song
So carry on
Crippled in the depression in it's relic and it's lust
Little man powerless for broke or for bust
Assigned to irrelevance, positioned to the side
He faked his own funeral at the eulogy they cried
Mother the rebirth with its new destiny
A shout from the crowd with his fraudulent glee
Yes he knows what he's singing when he's singing his song
Yes he knows what he's singing when he's singing his song
So carry on
A BALLAD IS THE AIR THAT YOU BREATHE
Stay for a while and they will show you
It's brief and it's tart it'll stain through
They'll tear you apart with desperate measures
Warranted or not.
It's a ballad to be
It's the air that your breathe
Wipe your chin, blood is messy
Invite the evils in retire early
Drop out of sight and be forgotten
Dissolve into night
It's a ballad to be
It's the air that your breathe
Rest assured there's little to be gained
Swept aside abandon in the fray
Rest assured there's little to be gained
Boundaries drawn surrendered in the fray
It's over now, but they just started
Dragged to the Earth flight aborted
Embittered and beat expired instincts
Buried beneath
CHARLEMAGNE'S BIG THAW
The lion's share has found it's way to you
Commandeered with any method at hand
Slaying like you're immortal and immune
While coughing up and trying to comprehend
Charlemagne's sodden blades accrued
For the kingdom's march is entitled and in demand
They know when they've had enough
They know when it's fading out
No one is going to show you how
No one is going to lend it out straight to you
They know when they've had enough
They know when it's thawing out
Retreating back to who you once were
Bare reserves, no auxiliary
Razor's edge against the tender truth
Slicing through every minor foreign affair
Dependant on those dire attributes
For the lion's share is famine and defused
MARBLE MOMENTS
Drawn away from the marble moment, give to the need
Governed by the thankless hours anchored in routine
Surviving in the common traces it levees in disguise
Compromise the safest keeping it never strikes twice
An eye for an eye now, there's smoke in the smile
Protests have their price so soak up your fill
Celebrate the blonded dawn with the dancing dogs
Crawling up the withering heights there ain't nothing wrong
There's contempt for the marble mountains that tower above
Sabor tooth, ruthless feedings, eating their young
Speculate the spoils of theories, disputing the plague
Revolting plots immense and blazing till the dying day
The Moments will reveal, the moments will withstand
Conquer and command
There's a breach in the marble archway, the favors decline
Tolerate the threats of extinction the waning sign
The pledge refused, dispersed and used progress detained
But every once and less than awhile it'll find it's way
THEY FEAST ON US / WE FEED ON THEM
There they go they're slipping away again
In the throws of audacity
Rushed through the ragged avenues
There they go the drifting away again
Mistaken case of identity
Untouched oblivion stomp and strut
There they go shooting off again
Suited up in their battles best
Taking sides drawing the great divides
There they go, there they go
Here they stand chewing the fats of sin
Sweetmeats of luxury
Picked clean expending the liberty
Here they stand lording in command
High-heeled nobility
Status blues adhering to the rules
There they go, here they stand
Here they rest swatting at the flies
Blending in with the lighter shades
Sallow tinged reluctant dividends
Here they rest fitted under glass
Well-preserved neutrality
Hollow shelled tiny citadels
There they go, here they rest
Here they rest, there they go
So feast easily
ECONOMY OF TURQUOISE
Last gasp of the siren's hoax
Swallowed up in the vast unknown
Sunken down in the catacombs
On the trail the tears do flow
Endeavors of the wounded knee
Of the vestige the dying breed
Birthstone of turquoise gleam
Lashing out unrelenting sting
She's spinning hopes to stay
Soft strands of gold
She's spinning thread to stay
For reasons untold
Spartan flares of form the flourished peek
Biting back at the naked steed
Singe the wings of the Valkyries
Defiance pricks in disbelief
Soiled ranks of the whipping post
Momentous strength relays and condones
Of the stake of the suffered feat
Remain in light for the centuries
For reasons untold she's kicking
For reasons unknown she's fighting
She navigates to the next stage
NOTHING BUT TAR & FEATHERS
She's taking the name of another man to thee she does wed
Concealing the deeds of her family tree, living a life that is led
Indulged in the traits, blemished and strained, not heavy nor precious her stone
With privy they pry the imbedded demise exposing her casualty
A beauty transparent and cheap
Departed and gone, deserving to deserve
The merciful ways shoulders the weight of the world
Tattered and torn, deserving to deserve
The merciful ways shoulders the weight divine
Depleting away, bolster estranged, choir to the voice of command
Consigned to reside by the faltering side, his futures were fevered but mild
Salt of the Earth at length he did stand with the promise of the mirth in the wings
The cover burned up, the heels came down, his curtain was not velvet nor sweet
Tied to the tail of the beast
With the tar and the feather brought down to this world
It's defined and it's certain forever to be
Brought back to the fate that lies deep within
OUTSKIRTS OF RADIANT
All those thrills achieved, so you've outlived the wasted life
You cant' even conjure why it's turned so bare so debonair
The gilded pharaoh's call they'll consume us they'll replace us all
It's alright if you fall it's only prime so far behind
The signed sonnets sail, the course set in the wakes we trail
We'll bid them a brave farewell in jubilee top civility
Slender trails of the serpentine, accepting the gist of all things
The almighty aren't so mighty they're of their own but fail to see
Outskirts of the radiant, reduced down to a simmering sour
While players slash and devour what they've earned divorce concurred
The garden gates adjure, Acapulco fine parody once brave is lying to see
In the mended throngs where we belong
Where they belong
Where we belong
SMOLDERING STEEPS
Riding high in paramount in obvious display
Summoned to the wicked sect putting caliber to the age
Deceiving realms of tailored wit assumptions to exceed
In pursuit so prominent in the shallows of conceit
Golden curls of opulence so easily dismissed
That milk is full of kindness now suckle the sagging breast
An ill-advised expenditure hemorrhaged every dime
Cheapen in the circumstance a borrowed privileged life
Heady from the gains
In an unforgiving way
Thinking that you're bigger than your are
Believing that you're better than you are
It shows, it disowns and discards
Thinking that you're bigger than you are
The tempered lines persist and remain
A different life would probably be the same
It's lurking in the widow sill it's creeping along the bed
Praying on the subtleties smolders beneath the brim
Presents itself so immaculate perfection like disease
Indignant in the consequence ungrateful infamy
Gasping for a breath
In an unforgiving way |