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LETHE
Acheron
V1
and the banks are free,
the cunts, deserving
how the weak they wail;
the pimps, pretend
how the weeping words
and the lies they tend to
preserve the peace!
—enjoy the ending
V2
and the shores are full
awash in gray
as it wraps the mouth
in a dead-end way
all the gods embark’d
on their final chore
to raze the earth
the final encore
PrCH [1|2]
and the labor’d breath
all the [signs you sold your soul|lies you tell]
it’s the age old death
the age old [bell toll|hell]
as it lays its hands
on the sweat-filled brows
and the blood-stained dirt leads you
to the [sin|hole], the [earth that birthed you|soul that bore you]
CH [1|2]
[dying|lying] again
the [earth|dirt] inside my mind
feeling like everything I knew for true was a lie
and the world is paved for miles
with souls that didn’t learn
the sun undone, a memory for the things we could have done
DOUBLE DOWN
SEE THE GHOST IN HIS BED IRREVERENT THE SADNESS SAID AND GONE ALL THE SAINTS OF HIS LIFE IRRELEVANT WHAT IS LEFT OF THE CULT AND THE GUN TO LOOK, TO GUESS, SOMEHOW, THE TEST WAS ALL IN VAIN OUT LOUD, ALONE, TO PRESS THE PAST BESIDE THE PAIN AND THE BLISS (AND THE BLISS) THAT YOU FEEL (THAT YOU FEEL) WHEN YOUR WORLD (WHEN YOUR WORLD) ISN'T REAL (ISN'T REAL) TAKES ITS TOLL (TAKES ITS TOLL) ON THE MIND (ON THE MINDS) OF THE SOUL (OF THE SOULS) THAT YOU BIND (THAT YOU BLIND) AND THE DOORS (AND THE DOORS) FAIL TO HOLD (FAIL TO HOLD) BACK THE SLAVES (BACK THE SLAVES) THAT YOU SOLD (THAT YOU SOLD) WHAT YOU SEE (DON'T EXPECT) WHAT YOU LACK (THE ATTACK) FEEL THE STING (FEEL THE KNIFE) IN YOUR BACK (IN YOUR BACK) DOUBLE DOWN (DOUBLE DOWN) X 15 DOUBLE & THE WIND IS A SHADE OF ELEGANCE AS IT WASHES THE PAIN AWAY AND THE FAINT, PROTESTING VOICE AS THE DAYLIGHT FADES TO GREY AND WHEN THE PAST IS REAL IT CATCHES YOU AGAIN JUST CLOSE YOUR EYES AND LET THE VAIN ORDEAL BEGIN AND YOU WATCH (AND YOU WATCH) AS IT FALLS (AS IT FALLS) ALL THE WRONG (ALL THE WRONGS) IT INVOLVED (IT INVOLVED) AND THE DEATH (AND THE DEATH) EATS YOUR HEART (EATS YOUR HEART) YOU'RE THE SAINT (YOU'RE THE SIN) FROM THE START (FROM THE START) AND THE PEACE (AND THE PEACE) THAT DEPARTS (THAT DEPARTS) IN THE COLD IDEALS AND THE HATE YOU EMBARKED DOUBLE DOWN (DOUBLE DOWN) DOUBLE DOWN (DOUBLE DOWN) DOUBLE DOWN (DOUBLE DOWN) DOUBLE DOWN
LETHE
DAYS GO BY - ALL MY VEINS ARE DRY AND UNTIL - ALL MY THOUGHTS ARE STILL THERE, INSIDE - EVERYTHING I FIND STICKS AND STRINGS - PIECES OF MY MIND AND OF ALL - IN THE WORLD TO LOSE EVERYTHING - I WOULD EVER CHOOSE (AND ALL I FIND IS LEFT BEHIND) SERPENTS, SERPENTS ARE CRAWLIN CRAWLIN IN MY MIND CRAWLIN TO UNDO FIND AND UNWIND YOU FEELING LIKE I DO FEELING LIKE HELL WROUGHT - AND UPON THE SHORES HOW SOUNDLESS - ARE THE EARTHEN MORES
DISSOLUTION
says pilate | says the one | says the man who's standing next to me | says you can't | and you can't | says you can't | but you can't | you can't follow the thought | to the thought | to its end | in the end | and its end | at the end | is its end | turn the key | and the key | it's a clock | turn the clock | behind | it's behind | and beyond | it's beyond | the end | it's a trick | it's a trap | it's a lock | it's a trap | it's a smoke | for the death | for the death | that's come for me all my hair and my clothes are gone and beyond the end of time is the
CERBERUS
THE SILENCE OF MY COMMON FIENDS SEEKS REVERENCE BY EVERY MEANS CURSED, WORN, SHALLOW, TORN AND THE OLD BRUSH BURNS BRIGHT BACKWARDS, THE AGE-OLD SEA FORWARDS, THE BECKONING MILES FORGOTTEN TO THE REST OF ME IN AREAS OF LIGHTS AND DARKS THE GREYNESS OF OUR COMMON ARTS WHAT IT TAKES HESITATES AND THE OLD BRUSH BURNS BRIGHT BACKWARDS, THE AGE-OLD SEA FORWARDS, THE BECKONING MILES FORGOTTEN TO WHAT’S LEFT OF ME
Too Late
V1
the stone vice investigates
the starry night, & my latent hates
my silence, that psycho smell
indebted to all my latent hells
V2
intolerant, the secret seed
embedded wish, electric deed
head low, I come to
sunlight’s good for the body, too
PrCH
stereo life, stereo sea
stereo mind, stereo me
my vice my view
my life for you
CH
come on it’s not like you really think
you could sever the body-link
too late to break through
too late to wait for you
separate we hold out for
bitter things to give back more and more
it’s too late for me
too late to be free
PITCHFORKS
who felt when it all changed and saw the frail things decay in their own vice and blame, every thing in scorn and at their height drank deep the draughts of Lethe, and fell
The Center
V1
all along my windows
are phantom limbs
and the doors to limbo
are razor thin
V2
all the ires of Enki
describe the fall
as the world around
ignores us all
CH1
the path that binds the soul
declines to lead at all now
the living and the dead
divided
V3
and the depths of Lethe
have drowned the seeds
that dispell the nations
of our disease
CH2
and everything's a lie
the dead are all alive now
to fail to see the end
appended
CH3
the path that binds the dead
deceives us to the end
to try to lead at all
appeases to the [led|lead]
& everything's a lie
the dead are all alive now
the feasting of the ayes
ascended
The Dedication Single
Dedication
cool light bathes the fell | we who built you | and marks our ascent | from death, from lament | our dreams, our machines bend to our view | our souls stretch to hell | in dark we dwell
WE DEDICATE THIS FELL REMEMBRANCE IN GLORY TO BLIND EMPERORS, OUR DARING, AND COURAGE TO PURGE THE SIN; PURGE THE WHORE
tell me all the things you’d say here today | we faced eye-to-eye and still, you’d deny
WE DEDICATE THIS FELL REMEMBRANCE IN GLORY TO BLIND EMPERORS, OUR DARING, AND COURAGE TO PURGE THE SIN; PURGE THE WHORE
wait, here comes Faith, the darling child of mirth, loved by all | raised to cull the mass | raised to kill you
WHEN WILL YOU FEEL | THE CAGE, THE STEEL | IT WILL COME TO | FIND ME, FIND YOU
THE ARSONIST (HEY, LIAR)
when you’re old inside | people say it’s not right | like you have a choice | like you wanna be all down and outright | I’m apprised of reason | but consumed of late | possessed of all the secrets | for losing and too late | I was here a hundred | years ago today | thought the world would change and wanted | to come back, to come back
HEY, LIAR
when you’re dead to insight | I pretend it’s alright | like I have a choice | cuz, I want you to be happy with me right | we were here together | years ago today | thought my luck would change instead it | turned out to be like the rest of me
i’m a monster waiting | hideous to see | you’re the calm that came before me | beneath me | & went, after
HEY, LIAR
you’re a country dancer | a consuming waif | and if I should walk on water | undo this | this tranquil sea
DEMOS
i
here, the fount of our desire hid the face of our denial and in the light our eyes are new scales upon the weight of you & I alone am old & grey you, the sky, undone today fall before the might of all that you have done to me before the worst is come and done for... how can we fail? hate becomes old enough to learn its name and hard enough to bear your disease celebrate the darkest fear to hold the sinners near and while the mass are culled to few and all i do is echo you i deny the self in vain, resigned to die again hell is cold and you are bare old souls, new gods, evens odds like faith before all our sins are innocent all our sins deliverant living in ignorance and celebrate irreverence i alone am old & grey sin is but a construct of the mind... ...i alone am innocent i alone deliverant sitting in elevance and older than the sins concealed and colder than the killing fields and i will not become machine or anything between hell is cold and you are bare
