1. |
Under The Kitchen Table
05:16
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I was a house trained tigress
roaming the living room
pouncing on cat nip
in a pink bowl
and you were untamed outside
i thought it young and risky
met me under my breath
one scared night
in a fort you built
with your dirty, sweet hands
under the kitchen table
you kept me so dry
we made a pact for a long time
it was real divine
we had real shine
à la crème love
sweet as child's touch
we made first class
ya, we were certain
so we made it right
drop me
drop me tender
in his world of good and danger
let me
drop me tender
or hurl me
with a thousand hands
into his home
in the woods, my mystery
he took me on his back
where those who come
traveled long and seek to be free
we trampled on my worst fear
oh what a time we had dear
what a time we had dear
oh my dear
it was real divine
we had real shine
à la crème love
sweet as child's touch
we made first class
ya, we were certain
so we made it right
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2. |
Wake The Nurse
04:31
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The infirmary is full
of feeble minds
crying for water
but we give to who
and when
and what we want
painless and tidy
in the back room
nail file, itch, scratch
the brim of an open heart
Unbound inside
open to the outside
can't you see your lying
in cots with rotting bodies
lie awake thinking of headlines,
real estate, and trophies
nuzzle your head
in the crevice of a managed stage
murmur maids awing at the gold plate
pinned to your white shirt
while the doors are being pounded
by bloodied wounded outside
can you hear boy?
the echo of injure,
screeches through iron walls
so dost love
even more dost love
can't you see your lying
in cots with rotting bodies
lie awake thinking of headlines,
real estate, and trophies
nuzzle your head
in the crevice of a managed stage
manage the stage
perhaps it will go away
how many heads
will you tread upon
will you carry on
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Lie, truth, lie
lie, truth, lie
we’re always right
right, very right
try, go ahead and try me
try, but I know that you like me
lie, Lie, Lie
lie, Lie, Lie
we’re always right
right, very right
the kings are alive because we love them
and one day they’ll raise us up
to be like them
and one day we’ll die to ourselves
to become
humanian
we’ll be Humanians
not like regular humans
but of superior humans
we will be the Humanians
we’ll be Humanians
all the more human
the kings are alive because we love them
and one day they’ll raise us up
to be like them
and one day you’ll die to yourself
to become
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4. |
Nearby Ancient Gates
03:31
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Escape was not an alluring feat
for I can locate all the exits
I did not leave my cave in flight
my glorified foyer uncovered the Entrance
portals, open
your voice of trumpets
announce us
to the world where we belong
we belong
through spinning lights
it flows
I see a palace made
of rubies and sapphires
a river flowing from the door
I see them reaching out,
the hands made of water
into the soil and make a basin for us
portals, open
your voice, open
announce us
to the world where we belong
we belong
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5. |
The Fire Wakes And Walks
04:54
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Under synthetic light
we saw our feet
each other
switch on, switch off
make it dim and romantic
forget the day
that the door is locked
we never leave
we never see
the day, the night
outside our redden room
electric effect, by which we moved
our bodies to
lost the rule of power
our mechanical eyes, sharp pencils
break
the tongue
curls back like a sea
our veins, these wires
made in links
chains, now hope
in its time
in the black beam
the fire wakes and walks to his day
nightwalker, without conceit
you know the revered
as the source of your feed
invisible, but full
unrevered, but shown
the secret things I know
i know
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