Sunday, August 21, 2011

Misdeed

"hard as hell, the witch's hammer 
right away I knew the sound 
so severe and long forgotten 
cities burnin' to the ground 
torn to shreds, stressed and cracked 
worried minds obsessed in fact 
skin and bones, and blood red eyes 
the messenger was dressed in black 
deceive the birds, fool yourself 
believe the words with all your heart 
goodness gracious, fold your hands 
and that's when things will fall apart 
galleries of sleep and dreams 
take your chances, weigh your cares 
give up the ghost, display your layers 
sing along and say your prayers 


here it comes, it's too late now 
at last, the all consuming flood 
sink or swim, it feeds on fear 
sacred text and human blood 
the trees are trying to escape 
and all the birds are flying south 
fighting with violent desire 
look inside the lion's mouth 


desperate people close their eyes 
and try to reach for higher states 
nothing left to talk about 
sleep no more and dire straights 
crooked teeth and naked breast 
hunger that will only worsen 
dislocated souls go blind 
the death of a holy person 
night time sky shot with holes 
mysteries and misdenounced 
control is lost and no one noticed 
magic words are mispronounced" 

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