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Shining Swords
05:40
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Let me in from the dark
I’m not frightened I’m just sick
& tired of playing this part
And if you offer yourself
I’ll take my chance and
Beat these words into shining swords
But they’re still blunt in my hands
This is why I can’t lie
Though you would never guess
I’d grind your thoughts in my mouth
And spit them out again
With shards of tooth
And makeshift sympathy
Threads of infinite life
Wrapped around an effigy
That’s infamous in my eyes
And I still shiver inside
Blinking in the brake-lights
I thought you’d never guess
That with my flashing canines
I’d take you down a peg
And eat your heart
With tasteful empathy
We wake up with
The stink of love
Clinging to us
But when you fly
Into the distance
I struggle to see you
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This isn’t happening
Sleep now, rest your weary head
You should’ve listened
But take heart
Hurt / action / disarray
Obscene delights and denials
Milking the same vein
Twisting like a snake
You get what you pay for
Around your mind
A fence to keep people out
Your fragile insect wings
Delicate as a flower
Iridescent against
The dissipating clouds
Keep your eyes closed tight
“A lesson in repression”?
Fine, call it what you like
You seem alive
I can’t deny your pulse is
Right off the chart
A pin-prick on a membrane
I could be wrong
As I’m so often informed
Whispered in tongues
Scratched out in signs
And vague codes
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3. |
Animal Without Backbone
03:44
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I help myself to her gifts
Dished up with every shake of her hips
They bring me out from under my stone
Like an animal without a backbone
In the light of the moon
She’ll remake my face
Glass eyes, cat’s eyes tied in place
Frayed lips part from
A fracture-like grin
Felt-tip lines on tightened skin
An under-bite, a jaw wired shut
Words tangled up
Vulpine vowels, an inarticulate howl
The things I’ve seen
In those magazines…
Last night the stars were wreathed in black
I stared into the void
And the void stared back
I’ll wait here for what I like
I’ll wait here for what I lack
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Panopticon
01:26
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A Constellation
04:49
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You and I are drifting on the breeze
Like paper bags, blown litter
A constellation in the leaves
That’s kicked apart, then back together
Our see-through plastic hearts
Bird feather brains and wooden arms
Make contact
But given time we’ll satisfy
Our appetites for stuff
We were warned about
Blink your blue placid eyes
And we’ll stumble onwards
Always
Your past is my future
So take your medicine again
Then hide it away
My past is your future
I’ll take my medicine again
And hide it away
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Inner Temple
01:16
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Silence
05:24
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Yeah, I'm full up with love
Would you believe me if I
Drew the sadness out from you?
I guess you're naive enough
But I said "silence"
I said
Your Royal Highness
Some loyal subject I'd make
Take your head, shove it on a stake
And we'd warm our own
With the heat from your bones
I'd suffer silence
Perpetual silence
Fantastic silence
I said
Before the breath's sucked from my lungs
And I'm ripped into a million pieces;
One final sweet intake of air
And a prayer to whatever might hear it
Hide yourself deeper inside
Hide your self deeper in side
A VICTIM
EVICT HIM
A VICTIM
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8. |
Dewdrops
03:02
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Morning
Dewdrops
Condensation
A town half asleep
To hear you howling
Like a bitch in season
This dog’s in heat
I will hurt you
I see you coming
Into my shit scheme
Eyes to the ground
It takes a wasted education
To know what I’ve found
I will hurt you
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9. |
In The Lion's Den
04:49
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I’m stitched up
In the lion’s den
Bad stuff floats to the top
Just ‘cos I get so sentimental
You know I should’ve let it go
Are you taking the lot?
Was it something I said?
Oh, how typical
I’ve been lying to myself
For so long
Let it come down
I’ll suck it up and suffer
Sleepless nights from time to time
Squirming lusts burn like ice
Wet sheets, bleached; electrolytes
I claim the prize
For ‘The Man Least Likely To’
You know me
I can make what you need
Come alive
And take you over
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In The Sun
03:27
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In the sun, paint peeling on my windowpane and
I can contemplate the buzzing in the lines between us
A fiction, a windblown city and the ghosts
Of countless actions I wouldn't ever recognise
Now I put my faith in higher numbers
I dream in crystal spires
Dead seas and ritual bonfires
In elegant chains of thought
If I cared about what I’ve got
I’d try to make things better for us
But I settled for her
From death back to birth
I settled for her
If I could taste, just once
A little passion I would happily meet my maker
The quinine trickles down
And this could be the fever talking now
But I put my faith in higher numbers
I tried to make out
Things were safe
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11. |
Tape Red Satan
01:52
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12. |
The Primitive Method
04:04
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If I pushed up to trample you down
Milked you, fleeced you
Ensconced in antique furniture
Would you lie back
And dream of an England
Untouched by filthy foreigners?
I’ll give you the freedom
To distort the world
I’ll give you the freedom
I’ll give you a reason
To contort reality
I’ll give you a reason
To create your personal hell
They’d fight you for a scrap of meat
Son, it’s educational
And it tastes so sweet
To take what’s rightfully your own
The method of the primitive
In a four bedroom home
Well maybe you’ve heard, right?
I’m vermin of the worst kind
SUCH AS SUCH AS
The rat in your kitchen
The rat that shits in your cornflakes
And in the Daily Mail; ALL HAIL
I feel like I’ve been here before
Bare-chested, dressed up like a ‘70s wrestler
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Once I had a lively soul
I grabbed his tail then let him go
The skeleton of a murdered idea
People are the fucking worst
I’ll take you down with me
Into the sea
Into the shallow sea
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