1. TREPANATION FOR FUTURE JOYS

Today a cherub, whose hand I held, spit in my face
With spurs in my back digging in like needles, flew away
Abandoning me
Maybe a sign?
Omnipresent chaos and misfortune

Is the hatchling a source of bitter nourishment?
Or forbidden in nature?
As the modern rusty chain spreads its length across this fucking Earth

Now a cherub whose hand I held spits in my face
Spurs in my back
Dug in needles
Abandons me
Maybe a sign of chaos and misfortune
Is the hatchling a source of bitterness?
Or forbidden in nature…
As a modern rusted chain spreads its length across this fucking Earth, obligatory and bitterly, without permission…
So will I


2. RUBBLE HOME

Lightning on dead trees
memory erased
repeating notes on a grand scale
A hammer set down; free from work
to rust and decay and ruin for ages
Alienated by everything
Aside from my own shortcomings
The weight of my mistakes crashing down in front of me
A rubble home to shield from hell on earth
Limited life in this rubble
Useless error
tribulations


3. BLUDGEON

Nothing to hold onto that has not been killed from being set free


4. DWINDLING WILL

(Instrumental)


5. TUNNELS TO GOD

A bloated conscience, distended and swollen
Fires signals like flares to merging nerve endings
A moldering subconscious, like a lantern through fog
shrieks through the current, overwhelmed with ruin
Trepanation for future joys
A world without fear
Tunnels to God
A wet bleeding hole within the time wound
Irreconcilable existence
This wet noise of unending need
Chaining my soul to the in between
Worse than hell
Undefinable suffering: punishment built for the spiritually blind
Crushing weight of nothing.
Now a gift to all his children, the absence of non-existence
Worse than hell