Howling sunsets inspired to orchestrate a shipwreck when the blackout floods we are safe we are swallowed we are expanded by the weight of the awesome reflection but where an empire stands we are lost we are waiting maintaining a natural law herein lies the secret to our death sweet death
burning night-light inside an owl's insistant eyes the knocking on doors and clicking tongues this end is weeping off the dark implications but where a ship will land we are caught we are fading clinging to perpetual love herein lies persistance to our breath sweet breath
I bear the stigma of an insistant death so let it shed the terror of dying
they thought that they were stones built to last but felt the noose round their neck after the curse was cast the eyes had sought where the blame was to be bought the coins are falling from the pockets at the same fucking cost the string is snapping tightly tied around your tongue wire-tapped to mark the path to where the spin was spun the black cat at my fence you say your message was sent wrong I rode the dragon straight to your gate fooled into the face of coming war
forced their fingers ecstatic as they cling towards their collections the plates are sewing death to be the birthright of the sons the animals are stooping to perform their own dissections as the crust of the spectacle shudders the light that's leaking from the splits you thought was leading you from safety wrong it's secondary light what you saw was the city it broke into the sky and stole the stars from our attention oh the twisting it caused I practice blind communications nearer to our death we are finding freedom from submission but it's our fucking choice who decides
mumbling controls midday to a tower listening to nothing fold the echoes of the stones underneath me meet then the shivering trigger at the well tonight meet then the shivering trigger at the well tonight meet then the shivering trigger at the well tonight
cooling white light behind one pooling of the sun we tried we tried we tried we slept it all away a song was dreamt then sung then forgotten extending the circle that hung battered by our hearts we find our rest sweet rest
rolling centers found we crafted into sound when left upon the ground it's set to its decay what's written & unseen will stick into our speech for all that I have seen we're into see the teeth for all that I have seen we're into see the teeth