I've never been a pillar of society; Quiet the opposite in fact A plyer of insults; A place marker on the path of least resistance; Nothing more A face in a crowd, but a crowd behind Bedlam's bars Providing a barbed laugh for the wealthy; A grinning, dry target for their rigidity
Happily stuck in the throats of an angry mob stretched beyond repair by production line proclivity I am as steadfast refusal I've shown no interest and I've reaped little that I've sewn A world of cloned mechanists has left me unwaveringly organic; Perhaps food for thought or just food for the worms I stand as a final insult to the easily offended; All words out of turn to kindle their burning world If for one moment I thought I felt a twinge of guilt I would put it down to angry muscles shifting their weight against all the irrelevance I will stand as grave marker in resolute denial of the state of your two thousand years of treading water;
So dig a good deep hole for Abraham and all his insipid godlets Whatever name it goes by, it's all the same crumpled at the grave-side Abrahamic iterations all divide by zero Cartoon Lucifer presiding
I lost my shadow amongst the marionettes; Soul chord measured found wanting Probably too long, frayed and / or split to dance with the more standard corpses in this world of shit I sold my spirit; Might even have quaffed it blind without realising Any port in a storm, they say Oh, so they say Heart removed as part of some half-arsed morning ritual, piss-begotten solitude sold out at the drop of a gaping fish-mouthed hat Filed away amongst the other stolen myths;
The lore of these folks is nought but a long string of syphilitic spit Scripturally transmitted disease, if you will In fact, no - I insist
So make a monolith of me, but plant me facing sunset; Back turned to the broken day
Leave me here watching the darkness I have no time of day I have no time for day Don't come looking for me I'm long lost, seeking out Odin Odin under ice
I've danced away, died away; Don't come looking for me Long lost, seeking out Odin Odin under iceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
