BEHIND THE CURTAIN
As it came, so it went.
As it came, so it went
Deletion of the Nameless
Sent it down the drain
Curses followed such as the plague
Such as disasters, such as accidents
Such as every children attempting
To cry out It’s name
Anyone could tell the story,
How it didn’t have a name
Yet children could never understand
Until they drained their breath to death
From cradle, straight to grave
NIGHTMARES
Steer all the cats away from mirrors For they may be two all of a sudden They may fall ill and evil they may summon In their most wicked dreams, they are the killers
Don’t play with your hair as if it belongs to you Little creatures may fall out with little eyes Don’t let them sing their lovely songs to you For you shall end up the only one who cries
Steer the cats away from the tiny creatures Don’t let them look eye to eye Mistake my words not with a preachers You will understand pain when you hear their battle cry
A VIRGIN GOAT
When the lines were blurry
Between who we were, could be
Grass we hid in covered our sins
We felt freedom
Through painted glasses
Now there’s fire in the gardens
Glass is broken, revealing our true nature
Ones with fangs never shared a prize fair
Or right
Choosing to attach chains each ones arm
Muddy taste of freedom, like wine
We didn’t know how to taste one
Just drank to get drunk
For the sake of the moonlight
So it could fool our bellies
As if it was fine blood
No lines was not freedom enough
THE SIN OF THE GARDENER
Your notions of sin
Lead you within
To the garden of his
To bite in to this
Roaches roam the earth
With a wickedness in their stride
Worms follow the rot
Reaching down your troat
Grows in you then it grows on you
You carry the seeds of defiance
Like it’s your own flesh and blood
Not a bad delusion to hold on to
