Sunday, December 19, 2010

Thrust

All revealed the mercenary
Honour cast, compassion buried

Cos lust has crawled into the house
No longer a timid, tiny mouse
Once this carpet stained a boy
Now incandescent, naked joy

Soften cement
Feel it gush
The scent of intent
The breathless hush
The rhythm of lust
The iron from the rust
The momentary must
The Textural, carnal, corporeal, primal trust
Thrust

Monday, November 29, 2010

New Language (Zeks lyric)

Found my conviction
Syphon me fiction
Diction my instincts
Shout my linguistics
I hear the sound of the lion forming
I hear the sound of the lion forming

No silent nation
No alexithymia
Start my own fires
Be the town crier
No silent nation
No silent nation
No silent nation
No silent nation
I found my salvation
I found my salvation
I found my salvation
I found my salvation
Silence is sacrilege
Silence is sacrilege
Silence is sacrilege
Silence is sacrilege
What I do to forge
What i do to forge
What I do to forge
What i do to forge
This new language
This new language
This new language
This new language

Saturday, October 30, 2010

Zek's lyrics

POP

I've been waiting patiently for... silence
Thought I had a taste of the... forgotten
Did you bring the things we need... to sell out
or should I fall asleep and dream... of Orwell's hell
and all is well
in Orwell's hell

Thought that we were dancing on the... ramparts
and George had filtered out all the... bad parts
Thought that we were shaking all the...good hearts
or did I fall alseep and dream... of Orwell's hell
and all is well
in Orwell's hell


AUTHORITY

Bring me the head of your authority
Bring out the priests for one last time
Last rites are said, you are no use to me
A rancid zit on our behinds

Say yeah
Say yeah
Say yeah
Say yeah

Bring out the seeds of our history
Pull out the weeds and let them die
Bring out the bands for a symphony
We'll dance, we'll sing, and we'll defy

Say yeah
Say yeah
Say yeah
Say yeah
We're coming to get you
You better run
You better run
And kill your authority
And kill your authority
And kill the authority
inside of me


MISHIMA

Oh Mishima, oh Mishima, oh Mishima don't spill your guts
Oh Mishima, oh Mishima, oh Mishima don't spill your guts
Oh Mishima, oh Mishima, oh Mishima don't spill your guts
Oh Mishima, oh Mishima, oh Mishima don't spill your guts
Find a boy that you can love
And find the boy that you have lost

Oh Mishima, oh Mishima, oh Mishima don't spill your guts
Oh Mishima, oh Mishima, oh Mishima don't spill your guts
Oh Mishima, oh Mishima, oh Mishima don't spill your guts
Oh Mishima, oh Mishima, oh Mishima, oh Mishima
Drop that bomb all on the page
Don't draw that sword all in your rage

Let the cherry blossoms fall
and let the cherry blossoms fall

Oh Mishima
He didn't mean it
First slice's the deepest
The worlds gone modern
It's all so modern
Oh Mishima
Oh Mishima
Oh Mishima


NEANDERTHAL

Give a man a gulag
Give a man a gulag
Give a man a gulag
He don't wanna be, don't wanna be free

Give a man his violence
Give a man his violence
Give a man his violence
He don't need, he don't need society

Shut your windows, lock your doors, for we are just neanderthals
We will rape and pillage you all, cos we are just neanderthals
Pay your taxes, save your gold, for we are just neanderthals
Trust the state to save your souls, but we are just neanderthals

We need your prisons
We need your laws
We can't be trusted
Cos we are neanderthals
We need your asylum
We need your walls
We need your borders
Cos we are neaderthals


COMPASSION

Compassion for everyone x4
Collapsing titanium x4
Your glamour forms staligmites x4
And time will lead you to yourself, yourself, yourself

Tao

When I was a small boy, I'd walk down to the well
and I would fall into your path, fall into your path
I'd watch the haunted willow tree, soften to meet the ocean's breeze
It all falls into your path, falls into your path
When I was a small boy, I'd walk down to the well
and I would fall into your path, fall into your path

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

room beside

in the room beside
is a better version of me
i hear his trot echo with a rythm on the floorboards

in the room beside
my concience calls
but i can only hear the shape of its paternal words

in the room beside
my daydreams waltz
i sense movement all muffled by this rocks crud

in this room inside
the wallpaper is torn
and the splintered walls are exposed like shame