(2013)
We are almost there... Of aged Spirit; Of ripe cycles returning home to e… Made from quilted wounds, and soon… A Curtain Calling Us Home.
I cannot find favor In loves growth chaperoned I have no detector No pocket ace No perfect way
Breathe with the streets, the dark… A real life night crawling creep. In the fresh hair, you find me the… and more... planning out my killing floor.
...and now my halo’s gripping To clumps of drying mud So precious His dirt and water I panged for sex with blood Knowing the Law; I broke it
Wait a second... Are you saying the cock rose three…
I see you, curbside, sitting in th… Making wishes long lost and age wa… still clinging to a derelict dream Know that you will save it, and cl… Every score, every abuse, every lo…
A back alley dogged howl Aloft and insidious Whirling room to room Carried on through morning Is alive and well
A marching band that radiates no v… A parade celebrating ancient whisp… Time in procession lifts the weigh… This 'All Together’ gathering like a billion sparks thrown at on…
Are you my glories bride? in the moments when I breathe with… A laugh a piece to bribe the doubt… Will you lie a little, kiss my hand and give the signal?
If I can’t be found, it is she who knows where I am; I am her Man. When I’ve gone too far, and have left all love behind;
I am Victory, within; You. A balance of all things Pleasant, And antagonistic to Dopamine pure… We Conjure; Then Conquer. Our symbiotic Love-Hate fate,
When she comes around; She will know, where I’ll be found. On empty streets, with dimming light.
Thoughts unravel This road I travel The end I cannot see In turn and twist My mind splits
Have you seen it? Did you trust in it? A road to take me Home, free this… I’ve been in the holes left behind… Her eyes I shut now in the intere…
My House; My Castle Crumbling on cue As piece, by piece All comfort; Consumed My halls; My doors