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Clockwork
03:23
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many lives, many homes
many names I have outgrown
ageless stalking time its
eons grind through truth and tooth and bone
dust to dust, end to toil
but for my immortal coil
shuffle on by all my sins remembered
I have dreamed an endless dream of days lost long ago
so to my eyes
all I see surrounding me are children, fools, and ghosts
long forgotten
though my time be endless
dreams can daunt the deathless
clockwork kings crook bloody fingers
so I dream my endless dream of days yet to be known
though to my mind
all I need surrounding me was dust ages ago
long forgotten
though my time be endless
dreams can daunt the deathless
clockwork kings crack bloody fingers
broken knees unbended
crooked claws extended
soul to gear but blood remembers
I have seen the valleys green, the laughing streams
I have seen the armor’s sheen, the lances’ gleam
I have seen the earth machined, the sky of steam
I have seen the final scene, the void supreme
I don’t see an end to me
encircled, encircling an
endless sea, the endless me
encircles, encircling my
enemy, an empty me
encircled, encircling
the dreaming all, eternal walls
encircle, encircle me
whip and thorn, sin and scorn, bitter borne,
wake me from this nightmare of forevermore
wind the hands, wind the heart, clockwork start
wind the soul, wind the eye, never die
life defy
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Lycanthropy
03:50
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turn discerning eyes inward to descry
vericolored veins animated by
moonlit metamorphs mercurial and saturnine
sunburst faculties unmasking tired fallacies for lies
cast down questions now, here there are no whys
many layered minds easy to disguise
multiplicity, simplicity in fractured time
when and where no wonder wandering to phantom cries but
so says I: drain me dry
horizons melt and mend
I can feel them running in my head
gods and demons tell
ten foot tales in capillary beds
sound the depths to find
shadows soaked in histories ahead
ride on, favored sons
worlds unwon running in my head
running in my head
divide to be identity
divide to be lycanthropy
brave the bends, odds with ends
vivid lens taking sense
swift defense, heedless hands
drink me in, draw me, drag me on as
I journey over in overexposure
mimetic unfoldings in crimson soaked clovers
I’m falling under an ego asunder
nocturnal, eternal, metamorphoses
so says I: drain me dry
the worms have turned again
I can feel them running in my head
no more minding matters
dress my eyes in greens and golds and reds
slick tongues thick among
muddled will so slow to understand
still we bastard sons
songs unsung running in my head
running in my head
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3. |
The Charlatan
03:37
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I thought I knew from the start
that truths are for fools of the heart
who choose to play pawns for their part
too true to tell tales to the dark
blind in my bliss I played to persist
you always knew that all is never shown
cheap whiskey kiss I just can’t resist
you always knew that this must not be known
try to forget I could not admit
you always knew this life was not my own
too deep to quit I’m lost in your grip
you always knew that this would be the end of me
so perish my thought, I reap what you’ve wrought
yet another shell atop your pile
yesterday’s prey, a gruesome display
bones of those enraptured and beguiled
but thicken my blood, surrender my love
I would strip the skin from winsome wiles
to skeletal tales, brittle unveiled
that enthrall me all behind a smile
ciphers in your eyes, cunning to the bone
you’ve grown self-satisfied and snide
tell turntable lies in technicolor tones
you show me shadows in disguise
dancing through my mind, groaning in the gloaming
dome of unfamiliar skies
tear at every tie, dredge out every drone
you’re so transparent now though
I don’t know you
I don’t know who
I was before
I stand reborn
eyes wide and fixed a tongue hides in fists
you always knew that all is never shown
cheap whiskey kiss I rise to resist
you always knew the seeds must not be sown
try to forget you would not admit
you always knew these lies were not your own
too deep to quit you’re losing your grip
you always knew that this would be the end you see
I thickened my blood, surrender my love
I will strip the skin from winsome wiles
to skeletal tales, brittle unveiled
once enthralled me all behind a smile
but perish your thought, you reap what you’ve wrought
just another shell atop my pile
yesterday’s play, a bitter display
tokens to a charlatan beguiled
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Escape Velocity
04:11
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insouciance has served to now
how we hold
heavens in indigent hells
flee the fold
to erstwhile homes for fleeting hours
secrets told
forever and for always
lest we both be beyond bounds but
our place is out among the clouds
not here beleaguered by the crowds
where foxes prey upon the hounds
where skinflints, scofflaws, rakes, where vagabonds and roustabouts abound
so if the sheep be wolves instead
fast we’ll hold
to talismans and trinkets cold
copper, gold
from studied hands to facile forms
mindful souls
forever and for always
so they say we’re beyond bounds but
our place is out beyond the clouds
not here beleaguered by the crowds
where foxes prey upon the hounds
where skinflints, scofflaws, rakes, where vagabonds and roustabouts abound
go to ground
from grim realities
to soft uncertainty
soar safe on zephyr breeze
remember we
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