1. INTRO

(Instrumental)


2. CEO DLUTH

Night crashes to a fall
Moonlight permeates the clouds

Glistening off the frost
Tossing oblong shadows
Where I walk while the wind wails
In lamentation
A dirge for September
Beneath the yawning October sky
November has rendered these mountains
pale and lifeless

Dead monoliths looming over the
Icy landscape
The snow swallows sound then defecates silence
As it collects
Out side of our dwellings
Where life has become frozen
Out side of our dwellings
While the rest of the world burns

Here now I stand
Upon shaken ground
Under the Bloodmoon
With my arms thrown wide open
Embracing the solstice sky
Where I will catch the stars that fall
And challenge the opening of the scroll
In the dead December night
Black and cold

I have watched the stars fall
And the Bloodmoon has drained pale
I will return to my home
Where I will sleep
Tomorrow awake
Trapped in this world
In this time
Where life
Has become frozen
While the rest of the world burns


3. JAMAIS VU

I am unstoppable.
I have held the sunlight in my palm
Like a revolver.
The pistol is my diadem.
How it burns.

Last night,
A shuddering cottonwood
out back
Grasped blindly

in the frosty murk
To embrace the wind.
A shelter for the meek,
planted by the meek.
Its relatives fallen
Victims to storms of each sort.
A shelter for the meek,
planted by the meek.

I have never so much as glanced upon
This particular specimen of life
Yet, split to the heartwood, here it lies.

I am unstoppable.
I have held the sunlight in my palm
like a revolver.
The pistol is my diadem.
How it burns.

Surrounded by perfect snow and excrement.
His broken form swallows all light,
Harsh black against radiant white.

Surrounded by perfect snow and excrement.

The sunlight shifts from palm to head.
Embalms the day with gusts of silence.


4. BITTERANT

I use disgust to lever theatrics
On a fulcrum of expression.
A perplexing frustration aimed
At the desire to communicate
Without interest in the nuance
Of frivolous socialization.

Self identities
Centered
Around blatant egotism
Conditioned so
By a people
Possessed with
Delusion

A communal outlook lacking
The realization of the uselessness
That is their reoccurring narcissism

Weaponizing encouraged cowardice
Under the guise of politics

Flattened teeth draw blood on soft flesh,
Words grow sharper the longer they are chewed.
Flattened teeth draw blood on soft flesh,
Words grow sharper the longer they are chewed.

Everyday expressions
Become more useless everyday
Even now, an endless vomit
Of traditional turns and phrases
Rests bitter as gnawed pine pitch
On the tongue

I crave articulation but am bored with the banal and Accepted
Tools of abstraction!

I crave articulation!

Nihility begets creeping exhaustion
A balance barely maintained,
I teeter on the edge
Of waxing metaphorical.

Do I turn the knife towards myself?
Do I turn the knife outwards
Towards this tribe of tribalists
In denial of tribalism?

To shed cloth fur
To adorn the flesh with ash
To shed cloth fur
To adorn the face with blood

Cave in her skull while she weeps!
Slit his throat while he sleeps!
Apes lurking in caverns
While the ice squeezes from the outside.


5. DECAY

I see the autumn,
I see the falling leaves,
leaves falling dead,
Dead from their host.
Is man so brave?

We too will fall.
We are leaves to this earth,
Grown and shorn;
Thinned each year,
Grown again every moment.
We hope for a seed,
We watch of the cycle.
Every cycle, a cycle.

Toil until death;
Die so others may toil too.
Make room for the future,
For we were dead when we were born.
As are all others,
As are all things.
From the first worm
To the final roach.

And even beyond the living,
the fire beneath stone,
thought infinite and great,
Will eventually extinguish.
It too will come to ash.
A cold rock,
Drawing another circle.

And as matter does,
Born into this dance,
Collides and creates.
Another spring will flourish,
To turn again to decay.


6. OUTRO

(Instrumental)