S/Silent Planet/A Flood Strong Enough To Consume The House
Oh my offspring, oh fragile one: I lay on the altar When will my reaping end? When will my reaping end?
You plunged your blade into the horizon To let it bleed out visceral hues of red for the last time
Such capacity for inhumanity! Taking in that we’ll never again begin Diverge to a static rot And if you, oh Lord, reside upon this serene seafloor I’m compelled to implore Did you sink, or did you simply abide in my deep?
Out of nothing, but something, you came And it’ll reap the sow of this tableau tonight Guards paradoxically living under lock and key I must rescind my sentience, the nescience I extol The antithesis of life, that sickness unto death I must rescind my sentience: the sickness that I know
Faith is to fate, a pale horse to its rider It is we who are free No longer captive to your coercive control I must rescind my sentience: the sickness that I know
Father, I... I know our margins have widened But could there be space for a fool to wander this earth To ink our name in the blood of a martyr on your footstool? No boundaries or borders “I should have been a pair of rugged claws Scuttling across the floors of silent seas" But first tell me: Did you see through my opacity?
Innocent, I do not assent to the unrelenting tide There’s blood staining these waters Evaporated to circle the sky Innocent, I do not assent to the unrelenting tide My blood’s staining your waters Evaporated to circle the sky No, “I am a man of unclean lips” I’ll welcome that coal to send away my sinTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
