SONG LYRICS & CHORDS (F)

“We have each other / Vulgar fictions of a callow iris. / Purpose is lost....

Corroded enamel and worn out knees. / the distance from waking to dying / As they walk they whisper to the Earth,...

Hands quake in ceaseless vibration in view of all that was and all that will be. / Crystalline in it's resplendence. Repugnant in it's ugliness. / The dichotomy of all that is lush and rotten....

A dead sun burns over a grey and blue iris. / Slumbering no longer, sinking feverish before a lunar face. / A dead sun shatters us all....

I've made it months, even years in solitude's embrace, / and Nothing has shown me what I cannot create. / Stuck on this compendium of mortality, a line without a flaw....

The larynx croaks inward devotion. / An existence hewn from varicose flesh. / Palatal tones pass dimly outward...

Glowing hearts truly glow as marrow cooks and boils through wire thin fractures / tensed by plangent torridity. / Charred bodies marred in undersized beds,...

Jaundiced skin pulled taught over bones, / worn as thin as opaque papyrus. / Scrap and pull at empty ends as the constant din of static swells....

Probing in the sickly heat of the humid night. / Aching. / Lidless eyes in the dark, wide and omniscient,...

Hatred grows in inches. / This rotten body, this rotten world, these putrid soles / won't take me....

Split skin spread in fetid lacework / Babylon in crusted sea brine. / In opulence, he weeps and slumbers....

Come thou fount of every blessing / Ichor of the human pulse. / Flow forth with no abandon....

Walk in silence / Don't walk away, in silence / See the danger...

The literal disfigurement of the American home. / The folded hands of a thousand abandoned mothers, / clutching withered breasts and dead children....

Sample: Werner Herzog in Burden of Dreams / It's just... Nature here is vile and base. Of course, there's a lot of misery. But it is the same misery that is all around us. The trees here are in misery. / Once more we're thrust into the vacuum of God's yawning maw...

Eternal happiness clapped in irons / Eternal happiness, mighty strikes / Break their bands asunder...

God gave you the spirit of fear / Bound you soundly to the trunk of the world / It's a rudiment of your mutilation, an ancient relic in your failing heart...

Break their bands asunder and cast away their cords from us (2x) / In my heart, the sadness wells and in my eyes, the fell of fells / Cast me down and lift them up, oh, Lord Almighty! (4x)...

A dream of transcendence / An act of piety / An inscrutable face...

A lifetime of emptiness / A landmine underfoot, a shining light, awash and lifting / Tone burnt brain, whispering and wandering...

In the cacophony of hammering flesh / I cannot hear a thing within this prison / Living in this digital cell...

“The bones of man. The brittle remnants of cosmic elements that once made him wonder if matter was Lucifer upward groping back to his God. And yet now, he knew better.” / Leaning forward, hands awash / Hands clasped on smoldering sage and thyme...

Time pretense shatters harmony / A mirror of savage remembrance, a hole of immeasurable intolerance / A sprite careens. A kamikaze bled dry...

Walls collapse on the city of refuge / Under the enormity of its own violence / Roads bend slowly in on themselves with the sorrow of generations...

Digesting what's left. Shrieking through an ashen mesh / Carving at what is. Peeling back a festering scab / Displacing cosmic purpose. Dirty needles in the vein...

Silt pillow, thunderous sheet / River depths abdicate a dream, so sweet / A pitiless cretin tastes the sweat...

A man locked up in a shriveled and frigid selfhood / With no living currency of faith and love between him and his fellow creatures / Is as much alone amidst a Parisian holiday surrounded by a bedecked and huzzahing world of humanity as the traveler who loses his way benighted in the center of a polish forest, and in the drifted snow, leans against a tree. Starving and freezing. while the distant yell of wolves is borne to his ears...

Cankerous fluid seeping in through scraps and dregs abound / Memories of thine untarnished standing and then weighted down / Thrust into lights gaze eternal birthed from shaded willing womb...

Lower class, born to breed / Knuckles drag, ovular bleed / Climb the wall, cyclic pain...

Force fed bodies into empty rooms / Long burnt plastic waxing moon / Ebbing ember wanes and shrivels...