You see me hang my spirits high
My dirty linen's out to dry
I've sought not freedom nor espy

Placating reason in the rhyme
A vindication of my crime
To ridicule the most sublime
Is an art I wish to kill

Now I'm crowning new dementia
With the thorns of yesterday
Liaising pandora
Laureate of disarray

Each eye through blindness finds its sight
Each peak through valleys finds its height
Each wrong through nil can make a right

For nil will excavate that strain
Nor subjugate the caustic pain
The linen doused within the rain
Again and again and again...

Now I'm crowning new dementia
With the thorns of yesterday
Liaising pandora
Laureate of disarray

And I'm breathing in absentia
Through the thorns of every day
Liaising pandora
As I drink the guilt away

I fear the path we walk is my decline
That greater deeds, through fate, I shan't perform
So long was spent defining how to shine
'Twas never learnt that rays are best when warm

To ashes unfulfilled we stagger hence
My neuron, my nemesis, you lead me
Through every nightshade vision one can sense
Inherent in my art is to feed thee

Perhaps the path traversed shall never grow
Yet such conjecture is naught but sorrow
The greatest seed may yet be left to sow
Midnight brings us closer to the morrow

To ashes unfulfilled we stagger hence
My neuron, my nemesis, you lead me
Through every nightshade vision one can sense
Inherent in my art is to feed thee

This phoenix I must fly into the sun
For only from my spirit do I run

I decline April's fall
High time to refine and vacate
Still I'll miss such listless bliss
This path was the last recourse

Lucid hopes
Chaos merchants
Mingling thus
Socialise this conscience
Dream that dream
Spirits will employ
The slaughterhouse to guide you here

Nexus to hollow lies
Jaded is the ocean view
Redefine your anodyne
The company profits today

I imbibed
Every drop to survive
To keep alive
Lifeless wills that I scribed
Elucidate
When the depths take my hand

Blinded by the moment I claimed this mire
A refuge from amentia and an epoch of desire
Labouring alone beneath the mirror of the sky
Transcend this foul elixir
The firmament is nigh
I won't concede I am a relic of the damned

I have scribed
Every word to survive
To keep alive
Lifeless drops I've imbibed
Elucidate
When the depths free my hand

Blinded by the moment I claimed this mire
A refuge from amentia and an epoch of desire
Labouring alone beneath the mirror of the sky
Transcend this foul elixir
The firmament is nigh
I won't concede I am a relic of the damned

Time conceives you like a tide within the ocean's eye
All the power of a winter in the desert sky

Do I only have conviction
When my opinion lives in isolation?
Is this portion of reality
A frail and tangential foundation?

Who mapped the course
To this quizzical, grotesque junction?

I can't romanticise these demons anymore
I can't serenade another empty balcony
I can't endure one more eve on this fetid ship
With the insincere bounty of a mutinous soul

The machine grinds ever on
With a radiance perceived by wretched eyes
That lead me home again when I'm blinded
By the truth within my lies

I can't romanticise these demons anymore
I can't serenade another empty balcony
I can't endure one more eve on this fetid ship
With the insincere bounty of a mutinous soul

Thirteen years
Inside your play
To rise one day
And find you dead
The world had fled
With much unsaid
My last paternal kiss

Thirteen years
I missed your touch
I missed so much

A life unfurled
That hand you held
That child you hurled
Against a razor fence

In mine eyes such hate did shine
Devoid of knowledge, ill-defined
Nurtured in protective lies
There is no conquest in demise

Nineteen years
Outside your play
I broke that day
And rose to feel
The distance heal
Drift now in peace
My last paternal kiss

A life unfurled
That hand you held
That child you hurled
Against a razor fence

I had to face you again
I had to taste you once more
Alone
I had to hit that wall
With you as my mentor

And watch my wretched flesh rot
Inhaling the stench of regret
Feeling life stripped from my vertebrae
Free in my toxin vortex

Peak hour
Sewer Side

I had to face you again
I had to taste you once more
Alone
I had to hit that wall
With you as my mentor

Rising from the bile of today
I refrain from that touch
Knowing I'll still feel you tomorrow

A mighty and unprecedented thought
A vagrant memory from wilderness
Where the civil and the servant are sought
And tracing living death is frivolous
It's this I leave for you alone to press
Yet comprehension I doubt for myself
The cane that leads the blinded but a guess
This trivial barometer of health
A reckoning of sorts, 'twas left upon the shelf

A tectonic fault plagues the mind of man
The blameless shame of dreams undreamt within
I am the echoed conflict, not the span
The pleasure of the motive, then the sin
Stigmata is the shepherd of the skin
The cloak of greater chaos shields the sane
From inertia of the linear spin
The rupture of the twist imbibes the brain
From where I cast the cane, so too doth come your flame

A rooftop dungeon and jigsaw romance
Permeates the refuge of unreason
The conceptual conclave - change each stance
Through varied mutations of the season
By soul and mind conspiring to treason
To unify and segregate as one
Always is the remnant of a lesion
Out frailty inherent in the sun

The madness has been spun, our web design undone

On gaining sanity - we think alone
A mosaic of ancient hopes, we hold the chisel
But we dare not touch the stone
One cannot break the magic from the mould
Nor know the fate of dice that haven't rolled
Stack your unmatched driftwood upon the pyre
Then dare to think the madness is controlled
So as you pause, fool... bleeding from the wire
From where you lost the flame
So too doth come my fire