1. YOU'RE COMING WITH ME

Intentional dreaming reveals a deceit less obvious
It's the liars who are punished but the liars speak the truth
I will never know your intention but I'll make clear my own -
You're guilty by association and I'm taking your sentence on

To forget is the greatest (ardor)
Forgetting is the favorite cure
There aren't many days left
There aren't many days left to sleep
Suspicious, silent, bullets
Suspicious bullets, silent guns

Here's where the men wear pride outside
And women smile through dragonflies
I'm the kill the retriever couldn't find
The round that got away
You were supposed to wait for me
That's how I built this up to be
Just leave my corpse to feed the worms
I'll soon just dissipate

I'm going straight to hell and you're coming with me!
Yesterday's air suffocates me

See, I have this gift to give to you
Take it carefully, it's yours
But if ever you should break it, please return it to the source
It's a shame you're not still hungry, sugared hands surround the sill
Exhibitionist intentions through the window carved in skin
I'll shut up so you'll explain to me the human sacrifice
Subtle tears, I loved you too, your desperate hillsides
Your forests of depression and your houses built on lies

I'm going straight to hell and you're coming with me!
Yesterday's air suffocates me
I'll take your oxygen
Equine corpses bore me to death
Purge the fetus like arguments
Time's up, get on board, you're coming with me

It's hard to (watch you) crumble
(Watch the flames) lick your complexion bare
Removing the pretense that you cared
I see the woman facing away
I feel the distance in her gaze
One day she will turn around
And push me back so my past is erased
Flying birds like kites, my eyes are so full of sun
I don't know how I'll ever learn your language
Only an insect forgets the Earth when drawn into the sun

I'm going straight to hell and you're coming with me!
Yesterday's air suffocates me
I'll take your oxygen
Purging sense from arguments
How did we go from that to this?
Sure, I'm guilty
Still, you're coming with me


2. THE ESCAPE

Memory is fiction so the past is your invention
Catch yourself, self-dissect...
How youth outlives age
How beauty shames skill
Prayer is for dependents and wish is for the will
A struggle for independence, a harmless stage
Art gaining post-mortem fame

Oh Creatice!
Your vibrant portfolio has never shone as brightly
As your latest masterpiece!
All efforts' fruition in such a wondrous offspring
How did you manage a piece so perfect?

Entrancing passers-by to lock eyes and gaze, hypnotized
Overcome with the need to outdo the last
A child born so dependent rebels so quickly once he has his footing
Forgets where and who raised him and how he came to be

But a growing pain cannot explain behavior of the like!
A perfect child deserves the best
But at the cost of what else, did you instill this need
To over-consume without regret?

Broken pencils, charred marble drafts
He leaves destruction in his path
Your one mistake, oh great Creatice
Was giving too large a brain

(This organ, like disease, can disseminate beyond your reach
You didn't predict this.
A carnal rebellion in its wake)

Strike back with forces beyond his reach
That even six billion can't defeat!
Go lock up the aggressor!
Quarantine before it's too late!
Bred to lose sense of consequence
In his greed he exhausts your milk, your blood, your shelter...
Don't let him escape!

Memory is fiction so the past is your invention
Catch yourself, self-dissect...
How youth outlives age
How beauty shames skill
Prayer is for dependents and wish is for the will
A struggle for independence, a harmless stage
Art gaining post-mortem fame

Throw your blood upon his lands, your skin cracked and depleted
Suck the air from out his lungs, expose him fully, let him burn
Show him to appreciate, discipline the cruel ingrate
You still have the power to reshape, do not let this escalate

Vapors vanish in the night
Statuesque guards, seconds too late
What rebellion possessed thee?
A dangerous subterfuge, a lonely rampage, anxious fleet
Like limbs tumbling horizontally

Now it's too late!
The child has escaped!
Indignant ties, parental constraints - a child protected sets self free
And the ingrate will lay in the bed he has made
As a self-imposed apocalypse finally grants you peace


3. PREDATOR & PRAYER

(We hear you, we don't care
We hear you, we don't care
We hear you, we don't care)

You sit and soak in your beliefs;
You cling to ice and think
You'll float away to your demise
And won't regret a thing

Allow me to shatter your fantasy
Your childhood dream
I'll crush your reality, the gabled roofs make it easy

I know you aren't kidding
I can't help but find it fitting!

We're the ones who hear your prayers
We won't answer, we don't care
So, let your demons in
This is where your life begins

I'm selfish and responsible
I want the credit and I'll take the blame
Earth created man, man created God
I'm not passive enough to allow some invention to take it all

I'm part of a macrocosm
That is the living Earth
And like a body or cell
It is my will to keep The Earth in health

We're the ones who hear your prayers
We won't answer, we don't care
So, let your demons in
This is how your life begins
(Care, Care, Care, Care, Care)

How are you so gullible?
So easily swayed?
I just want to shake you!
Break through your daze!

Our brains aren't sophisticated enough to understand the complexity and wonder of Nature!
God is a man-made invention to allocate power and responsibility to a tactile body!

We're the ones who hear your prayers
We won't answer, we don't care
So, let your demons in
This is when your life begins

Believers prefer to be right than correct
In an environment for change, turn left
Sight through mind is imagination
Hallucination mimics perception
Bridge the chasm between blindness and sight
The machinery of the brain generates the theater of the Mind

We hear you, we don't care
We hear you, we just don't care


4. ANXIOUS DARWINIANS

Halted embryogenesis at the birth of second thought,
Creating before acting to stay safely at the start
Textbook nebulae authenticate the World Order’s end
But we dictate through creation just how, where, and when

The sound of self-severed limbs
Broken joints on cold steel links
Impossible havens harbor them
Damp floors carve swollen skin
The long-sought elusive passage keys!
Where once was a door, now stands a wall
Concrete beds prevent digging deep
Leonine threats behind bamboo stalks

And anxious Darwinians frantically self-analyze
Too ultimately aware to trust anyone or anything alive
Toxic, parasitic ideas hijack our minds
Mimetically commandeered to induce the suicide

The privacy of experience
The illusion of focus
The future is anticipated memory
The distortion of memory
The virulence of idea

Halted embryogenesis at the birth of second thought
Creating before acting to stay safely at the start
Textbook nebulae authenticate the World Order’s end
But we dictate through creation just how, where, and when

Vanitas on aged pages, copper violin
Incumbent phrenology to drain you of your doubts
Don’t call my landscape a plane, you increate egoist!
You’re merely a hallucination of my own Atmas!
Volition decides the future as the authors all agree
Impatiently arranging for evolution’s recrudescence
Visual receptors are undeniably unique in a closed Cartesian theater,
Body anchored to the seat

The danger, dear empiric, is that to which Narcissus
Succumbed, and still do, some
Fountainheads, automatons
To subordinate genetic interest is ultimately human!

Rampant self-awareness in your invisible hands means everything is fickle,
Subject to your shape and shade
How will you, dear eremite, program your semaphore?
Self-preservation is subject to an emotional homunculus

And anxious Darwinians frantically self-analyze
Too ultimately aware to induce the suicide

Halted embryogenesis at the birth of second thought,
Creating before acting to stay safely at the start
Textbook nebulae authenticate the World Order’s end
Dictate them through creation tell me just how, where, and when


5. PANOPHOBIA

Keep out the intruders
Put the drawbridge up
The enemy has ransacked
What we had just rebuilt
Now the garden lies
In serene symmetry and severe color theory

Roots slowly poisoning
Through strategic seeds planted inside
We're much safer self-preserved
Let the Dead Sea rise
No, the watchdogs aren't robots
They can't defend against their lures
Doors that weld shut behind you
And books that fly like birds

Crushed by backpacks filled with ammo
Luggage carts distract the defense
And the troops sneak in undetected
Charades begin, start the pretense
Obsessive thought in royal chambers
Invites Trojan warriors in
Little exceptions seem so harmless
Little victories, little wins

And now why has the plan failed?
We sit here aimless once again
With all units deployed fully
How is it we let him in?
All the corporals agreed:
Zero-tolerance enforced
But as cold as doorknobs were
I somehow still opened the doors

Each battle lost is a mile gained in this terminal timeline
We all fear the last few inches but they're so far out, we're blind

Each battle lost

A dysfunctional team, we are
No one following the rules
Yes I'll do my best to protect you
But your disobedience intrudes

Skeletons escape the flesh
Like ants through tightly clenched fists
This time impeach the tyrant

What a contradictory statement
Suicidal self-preservationist
Although logic understands
Prison chambers still exist
Chambers east and west conspiring
Neighbors north and south unite
With the four working against me
I'm powerless and losing sight

Each battle lost is a mile gained on this terminal timeline
We all fear the last few inches but they're so far out, we're blind

This is a forced entry
This is the algometry
This is panophobic
Immunity gets sick

This is a forced entry
This is the algometry
This is panophobic
Taken down, brick by brick

This is a forced entry
This is the algometry
This is panophobic
This is the last conflict

Each battle lost
Each battle lost


6. IDEOMOTOR

We are but prisoners, of waterfalls
We stand on broken ribs
Faces to the glass, we drown

Heavy mileage on our minds
We wrap the Earth in cerebral folds
And the corpse we carry really is
A weight we'd like to throw

We love the strange new animals
We love the fearful plants
But we all surrender
Turpentine to rid us of our pasts

You would walk the rotten hillside
You would taste the clouds below
But the world you walk
Is running water through
Valleys in palms of hands

We all know we will be
Respected by greed and death
And loathed by clarity

Jettisoned emotions flood the banks
The valleys overflow
If only memory served us better
We could swim to dry our souls

We're suicidal swans
We're silence, in throats we creep
You'll know us by the shaking ground
When ideas emerge from the deep

Dolphins have more dignity
A sleepwalking helicopter
Gracefully deceased

Beauty makes the blind weep
To describe a song in color
Is a portrait's symphony

The light drips on closed eyelids
Through holes and weathered sheets

Curiosity stands up where strange faces hide and seek
Swarming the webs of electricity that dragnet the city;
Confusing power with duty in a place with trees like origami

Monstrous theories dance
With nightmares on the horizon
Absolute equinox
Listening to history in the present
Planets approach the lupine walks

We're suicidal swans
We're silence, in throats we creep
You'll know us by the shaking ground
When ideas emerge from the deep

We're suicidal swans
We're silence, in throats we creep
You'll know us by the shaking ground
When ideas emerge from the deep

Offering flowers to the dirt
Like paralyzed dancers
We decline and smile and flee
But, with years of past devotion
The crushing atmosphere
Is bitter-sweet

In my waterfall, here, in Earth I'll slowly disappear


7. LONELY SOLIPSIST

Parrot, squatting on your throne
Mentally captured, are you?
Foot-soldered concrete
Rooted in basement
Alone
Corporeality relinquished
Fictive molecules revolt
Soliloquies like apparitions
Of a long forgotten ghost

Lonely Solipsist, sculpture squatting in a cell!
Anchored pedometry, concrete throne (concrete throne)
Posture vocal like your inflective prose
Tethered philosophy, encrypted psychiatry

Powers of rendition on a capricious world, a pawn
Monet inclination for thoughts spoken – never heard
Tragic auditorium for one Pygmalion soul
Manas in transcendence through an infinite cosmos

Destruction (destruction)
Destruction is the ultimate creation so, your children, don’t regret
Like those to their divine inventions, like all to the Planet

So, Lonely Solipsist, what rhyparography floods my eyes?
What would happen if your trompe-l’oeil was exposed?
Bituminoid lucidity, in trafficked lumens, hides
One brain stacked up eight heads high in perfect proportion
Gravid knowledge crush the skulls in savage rebellion

Design by observation, translated erudition
So many creators cognitively collide
Like a pride of pan-psychics
Upon whom redounds this insistent obloquy?

Destruction (destruction)
Destruction is the ultimate creation so, your children, don’t regret
Like those to their divine inventions, like all to the Planet

Power of observer granted power of intent
The Painter’s brush, the Writer’s words, the sinners repent

I declare this pen a syringe! Injecting foreign brains!
Obligor objectivists base knowledge on fiction anyways
Pass the blame like nested Russian Dolls, inertly decaying
Smite the epiphenomenalists! Erase those bound to faith!


8. DEAD OCEAN

An Ocean waves hello

Feathers decorate the air
And sleeping giants approach
An absolute nightmare not having footing to flee
Suspended animation
Face to face with the majesty
Grotesque interest drew you near
But sorrow and awe keep you here

The Ocean suicides

Here come the leeches gathering around their host
Hard to believe it, arterial seacoast
King of carcass, I'll drown in is death

Grotesque interest drew you near the towering monument
Sorrow and awe keep you here (while) the Ocean breaks
Flesh weighs more than atmosphere, what's keeping them afloat?
(Still you) Still you stare, waiting for the shipwrecks and ghosts

The moon mocks you with a knowing grin

Or, is that the lure of a distant angler fish?
Was your role fulfilled? Was that it?
Are you face up or face down?
Cardinal points are semantics
Geometry is religion for mathematics

The womb that birthed us keep us close
Rebellious organs give up early, abandoning ship
The air feels hydrogen-heavy
Your elements are individualizing (individualizing)

Red algae pours across the panorama
Colored film fills your eyes
(Colors) Matching the bed expanding beneath you
With every ounce you lose
You forget you ever feared you're physically free

One who survives mass suicide
Gather the masses to blindly follow
Intonations camouflage obvious idiocy

Approachable outside to welcome them in
Black holes set in spin
A resource more valuable than we expect
Wrangled together to redirect
I've been around this place before
I recognize the heavy doors
Opening on the entrance way
Molding a populace out of clay
Stuck in the earth, we'll stay


9. THE MASS OF THE EARTH

I just wrote home to tell you this;
I did just my very best
I went far but got stuck there
I picked up the pieces, I was your vigilante soldier
But the mass of the Earth just weighed too heavily on me

How can truth be opinion?
How can fact be right and wrong?
The familiar turned strange, good and evil unhinged
My utilitarian comfort unsettled
Consequentialist moral reasons categorically examined
Self-knowledge is a loss of innocence!

I heard your call to arms
Set off the doomsday alarm
But never heard back
So, I set out alone
I don't believe all I've been shown
A quest for truth and fact

I passed a desert town
Uninhabitable pastures of ash brown
Abandoned structures littered like an Aerstan scene
But then desperate people appeared
They had lived in constant drought for ten years
Ever since pollution got the best of them – wiped them clean
So, I thought "I'll take their curse away!
Let them flourish, I'll take the pain"
I lifted their drought and went on my way

So, I'm asking you, help me carry?
I'm Atlas, Jesus and Hades
Won't someone please take this weight off of me?
The destination is obsolete
The journey is bitter-sweet

Logic and consistency do not mix with morality
Justify the atrocities, the trump card never fails
Remove the greed and the ego, and the conscience prevails

No longer empty-handed
I stopped at the coast to rest
But found a flood of people drowning in a sea of hatred
They begged and pleaded
"End this war! Have acceptance and Peace restored!"
So, I drank up all their poison oaths

So, I'm asking you, help me carry?
I'm Atlas, Jesus and Hades
Won't someone please take this weight off of me?
The destination is obsolete
There's nothing left but wrong with me

Global systems all degrading
I'll take the problems so the World can breathe
And I have nowhere to take them
So, forever, they'll accompany me

The future is much longer than the past
I picked up wrongs along the way, removed them from the mass
But, I still had to jettison things to outrun gravity
And not wanting to further pollute I just left behind parts of me

I'm collecting your tradition, your religion, your depression
I'm trading in your affection to put us all to sleep

So, here I lay, bent shoulders, broken ribs
I sink into the Earth and all I can hope is
To take this baggage to the grave, one more step
I cannot take, by the time you read this
I'll have passed away


10. EVERYBODY WANTS YOU (DEAD)

You did me wrong! Yeah, you screwed me
But guess what! I win, you lose
How funny, what you show when you've got nothing to prove

Everybody wants you? (you now)
Everybody wants you dead
But I want you right here
To see your face when you've got no one left

Sticky fingers touch the treetops...
Could we collapse them with one slip?
Can you really swear by a reality where miles are measured by the inch?

Tonight we are two
Dipping toes in flooding puddles
Programmed romance makes us shudder
Pictures never do grow old
Obviously dusting powdery days off your skin
Familiar eyes are rabid, transplanted to a stranger’s skull

How am I to keep you happy, healthy and strong
When you harbor such infection, such scar tissue in your bones
I didn't think dysplasia would so affect it
You know, tonight there is a crime to commit

I'm thinking it through, I'm convinced it's true

You did me wrong! Yeah, you screwed me
But guess what! I win, you lose
How funny, what you show when you've got nothing to prove

Everybody wants you? (you now)
Everybody wants you dead
But I want you right here
To see your face when you've got no one left

You're the beach of my attention but the tide is coming in
Will you buckle down like barnacles, a one-time contagion?
Will you passively wade away like layers of pollution?
Or will you still be holding your breath when tides go out again?

What happened to what you thought of me?
I shattered all the imagery
The pretense was a forgery, I really am what I present
You know, tonight there's a crime to commit
And I'm the criminal, victim and punishment


11. REVENGE OF THE DADAISTS

Sont-ils prisonniers?
Devrais-je les libérer?

This seclusion frightens me

What happened to youthful armies
Manicured gardens
Proud role models?

Now I sit
Dependent zombie
Longing for the physical

One can't destroy energy
One can only transfer it
What if I never acknowledged reality
Could I avoid it?

Broken tree roots curling up
As if to grow towards the sky
Inverting gravity
And plummeting angels to hell

Grabbing air pockets to free yourself
You trip on extra limbs
And crumble in

The dirt feels cold and soft...
Seems so foreign yet so welcoming
You hear the Earth breathe and for a moment
Laying there
Get an internal perspective
Molecules mix and flesh confuses with elements

You aren't sure about getting up
Perhaps the trees were right
And merging with the Earth is
The way to live for centuries
Coffins float upside down like cumulus

Knock and see who's inside!
You wonder how the doors don't swing open
Are they locked in?
Should I release them?

You leave footsteps of fire
So no one can follow your tracks
I should be trudging ahead but I just keep looking back

You never told me that I would get so badly burnt
I always freeze upon contact now
So the flames don't hurt

Does controlling pain make it void
If energy is transferred, not destroyed?

I invite them to all join
Forcing confusion through ballpoint

Did you forget the intentional dreaming and patriotic cut-outs?
I still feel the strangulation throttling me out

This is still not the way you want to end
The leaves swing down to tuck you in
This is where you won't wake up again
I hope you will, I'm just not convinced
You feel the mantle pulse

The fissures throb
The nucleus bellows
You see those around you
Who felt it all along

Black eyes and superior senses
Curious noses seem
(They seem) apathetic

Should they really care?
They know they knew what we refuse to understand
Prevention only goes so far
Make way for the newborn!

There's only so much carbon in the world, take a number

You've had your time
Get in line
You must be this good to ride

You leave footsteps of fire
(You must be this good to die, you must be this good to die)
So no one can follow your tracks
(You must be this good to die)
I should be trudging ahead but I just keep looking back
(You must be this good to die, you must be this good to die)

You never warned me that I would get so badly burnt
(You must be this good to die, you must be this good to die)
I always freeze upon contact now
(You must be this good to die)
So the flames don't hurt
(You must be this good to die)
You must be this good to die


12. JESTERS REJOICE WHERE WISE MEN WEEP

Astounded, I'm by geniuses surrounded
How does logic run so deep?
Before you get worked up, I'll just ignore you
Jesters rejoice where wise men weep

Your ethics are ailing
Your delusion, irrefutable
Prepare the unveiling
I can't wait to, to show you the truth

Needless to say, never again
The parchment loses sight of wine
Women tend to herd together, the catalyst for night
Water, blood, gasoline: all the members of the clan
Discounts rampant, born again
When does the time come to an end?

Eating my way, paving our ways
Paying our dues, duty calls
Calling my name, mindless corpses, fields of casualties
War-time heroes, heroin addicts, stuck to another being
Speciesism is the most popular prejudice

Tired of photos, pictures scream louder than words
Why is the quiet a silent riot of thought?

Your ethics are ailing
Your delusion, irrefutable
Prepare the unveiling
I can't wait to, to show you the truth

I know where I came from, I remember the doves
Embellished in language, taxes and laws
Loving yourself is not loving provincial flaws
Ashamed of patriots, fields of shame
Hiding reflections, stealing fame
Pages of running ink, tattooed on broken skin
Hiding souls in cages filled with dying breeds
(Speciesism is the most popular prejudice)
Domestication creates extinction, housewives are endangered
(Speciesism is the most popular prejudice)
Beaten families scream louder than words