Voodoo Romeo 362
"But why don't you love me ?"
"Do the Storm Clouds ask the sun why they shun his crown of gold ?"
"Do the mountains ask the snow birds why they flee their icy hold ?"
"Does the rain ask the sky why tears of blue are shed?"
"Will the Earth ask the soil why the seeds of Life are dead?"
Flat Pack Incarnate
Death like uniformity
Chills the sleek lines
No dust ,
No explication
No frothy family motifs
A boiling austerity
Strips away the chintz
And small time ambition of the greasy herd
They cling to the mill
Their voices like scattered stars chained to the elbow of
Nothing .
Answer To A Seraph
Don't ever want to see
The pain of a mother's despair
Catch her tears like pearls
And garland her hair
With silver words
to sooth and comfort
Her anguished brow
Like a withered rose
Her ivory face washed with fear
And powdered rows
of fake compliance
Which hold her wrinkled gloom
As night veils the dawn
With whispered tongues of peace
Only to slaughter the day with EVICTION
La Verite
The truth will bury your fathers and mothers
The truth cracks the prison cells of your mind
The truth slaughters King to Servant
The truth rapes the sands of Time
The truth weighs more than a tonne of gold
The truth will yoke you to your soul
The truth will fly you to Eternity
But the truth will noose your Liberty
Boom Boom Boom !
Five Past Midnight
Creased lines of sadness mourn the pockets of your eyes
Your hair matted with nostalgia
Shuffling around like a wounded dog
Your waist sagging with indifference
Where did you go and how did you get here?
Just a sodden reminder of yesterday.
"But why don't you love me ?"
"Do the Storm Clouds ask the sun why they shun his crown of gold ?"
"Do the mountains ask the snow birds why they flee their icy hold ?"
"Does the rain ask the sky why tears of blue are shed?"
"Will the Earth ask the soil why the seeds of Life are dead?"
Flat Pack Incarnate
Death like uniformity
Chills the sleek lines
No dust ,
No explication
No frothy family motifs
A boiling austerity
Strips away the chintz
And small time ambition of the greasy herd
They cling to the mill
Their voices like scattered stars chained to the elbow of
Nothing .
Answer To A Seraph
Don't ever want to see
The pain of a mother's despair
Catch her tears like pearls
And garland her hair
With silver words
to sooth and comfort
Her anguished brow
Like a withered rose
Her ivory face washed with fear
And powdered rows
of fake compliance
Which hold her wrinkled gloom
As night veils the dawn
With whispered tongues of peace
Only to slaughter the day with EVICTION
La Verite
The truth will bury your fathers and mothers
The truth cracks the prison cells of your mind
The truth slaughters King to Servant
The truth rapes the sands of Time
The truth weighs more than a tonne of gold
The truth will yoke you to your soul
The truth will fly you to Eternity
But the truth will noose your Liberty
Boom Boom Boom !
Five Past Midnight
Creased lines of sadness mourn the pockets of your eyes
Your hair matted with nostalgia
Shuffling around like a wounded dog
Your waist sagging with indifference
Where did you go and how did you get here?
Just a sodden reminder of yesterday.
