1. ABSURD MUNDANE

There are desires
And in this flesh
There is reason
Without Fulfillment
We all wither

When she arrives
The first night
Hold her and eternally shine

Don't Hold Them Ungratefully!

I see them all grasping for more
Their greed continues without end

Take your own existence for granted
Become another to survive
And feel the Absurd Mundane

When my child arrives
The first night
Hold him and eternally cry

Incessant desire and length
Further battles and circumstance to ignore
Becoming another due to the...
Absurd Mundane

Plow through the lights, plow through the day

I'm not me, it all seems over
And when I return
The fist and final night
Realise, hold myself and eternally die


2. CRUSHING THE MUNDANE

...It seems since I died
My Flesh was left to wander
Away to a land of utter despair
It Drove me into the abyss of thought
I observed this being
And only wished to fill him with energy

So I gave him advice
And tore out his sorrows
And allowed him to remember life
Do you remember life?

So I held him my child
So I held her the beauty
Gave him the time of comfort

For him to turn and watch me
Was to reassure my life
He wanted inspiration
I wanted life

So together myself and I reunited
Together, I reflected our struggle
To remember the child hiding
under sheets of misery
To remember the beauty lost at sea, drowning
Was to remember myself

On the brink of insanity
Realised, Held them all as my own
For they were what I longed for
For they were who I'd die for
My own flesh was spirited

Now I see them all
Graspingh for more
Their misery shall continue without end
And I will plow through the lights
...And plow through the day
Fulfilled and no longer withering