[Smash the Control Machine - 2009] 12 - Where The River Ends
come with me
i will let you see with my words i will let you burn & observe
but where i go you can only follow
so close your eyes open your mind
.........and see
somewhere out in the dark
a car pulls up & parks
& the passenger shifts nervously in her seat & butterflies flutter in her belly
& the driver shuts off the engines & moves a little close
she giggles a little as he unbuttons her blouse
she pushes him away & he whispers "aw baby, don't be that way. i took you out, i treated you right. now, don't put up a fight. come on. I ONLY WANT TO PUT THE TIP IN. don't fight, don't fight. come on. this is all your fault you know. just relax, let me do what i gotta do & i'll let you go.
don't you love me? don't you love me?
DON'T YOU LOVE ME?"
Breathe in deep a sea of desperate dreams I have no mouth & I must scream
Breathe in deep a sea of desperate dreams I have no mouth....
and somewhere in a normal neighborhood in a normal house
a normal family is falling apart
and down the hall the little ones hide
frozen as fossils as their mother cries
listening now that the others have gone silent
the walls blister as sister rises in defiance
here in the depths of the labyrinth she will make her mark
she travels the cavern searching for the Minotaur
and she finds him asleep in the heat of his triumphs
a sparkle of flame flickers in her eye
she nudges him softly and says, "Daddy, wanna give me a try?"
and he rumbles a roar, "you must lick honey from a thorn if you are to survive this night"
and she says, "noooo, i'd rather pick a fight."
and he reaches out and she's on attack and he's face down and she straddles his back and as the moonlight fades from his eyes she sighs, "come on, what's the matter?
don't you love me? don't you love me?
DON'T YOU LOVE ME?"
Breathe in deep a sea of desperate dreams I have no mouth & I must scream
Breathe in deep a sea of desperate dreams I have no mouth & I MUST SCREAM!
what we are you too will become
liberated children of a blood-hungry god
sedition!
they used to hang women like me, strange fruit on the poplar tree!
they used to own women like me necessary accessories!
they used to burn women like me, to quell the fires of liberty
in the blessed cresent,
THEY STILL STONE WOMEN LIKE ME!
and one day you will say just like look at her now!
...and as everything fades to black ...and as the jackals laugh at the aftermath