[Instrumental]

Try to capture
While clutching at your chest
A scrap or fragment
Of your hope, lost long ago
Blistering palms
And your knuckles pale, spectral
New death, born timid and
Companionless, hunting immunity

Everyone ceasing their quivering
A desperate and dying wish
Heartbreak to strangle complacency
And banish all prior dusks
Gasping lungs beg
For the fires to cauterize

You huddled in trenches
From the glare of derision
In the jaws of disfavor
Each a daughter of contempt
Who would unsheathe in vengeance
One thousand blades glinting
And bury all cycles of
Abuse, uneulogized

This the only promise
There will be no appeal
For your mercy
Sick with their pride
They will writhe in the gaze
Of their fathers
And howl, crushed by the
Weight of their misdeeds

No one ever mended
Nothing ever reconciled
So sings the choir

Boundless ruin will
Find your captors
Crescent in you, glittering torch of
Those disfigured, with fury renewed
Expel every deceit you swallowed
Choke not on their histories
But flourish
Breathing free air once again
You will undo their works
You will make cinders of their cities
Baring your teeth, wielding the
Weapons of refusal
Matching their violence

Displaying a reverence
For knowledge
Unalloyed and flagrant
Parading devotionless
To the erudite
Assembled in the
Spirit of forgery
Zealot and partisan
Of the ailings of discipline
Countless victims pierced
By the daggers of mimicry

Seeking the light of direction
Offered as a pledge to certainty
Severing as a ritual
The searching hand
Relinquish and malign the tactile
Wounds robed
Vulgar in the ornaments of aspect
Rushing headlong to the surface

Suspended in a new inertia
A cloak to preclude acceptance
Flailing unforgiven
Shielded by myth articulate

Take flight
Such fictions will not avail
Acknowledge them before you
All waning to mineral
Aureate dissent in the shackles
Of significance
Inviolate cruelty
To the mortal structure
Endorsing affliction
Skull splintering like dull glass
A discarded mosaic

On ne mérite pas cet endroit
Mais nous sommes ici
Quand même
En y donnant un sens
Là où il n'y en a aucun

Loyal to the
Shapes they delineate
Intolerance the marrow
Of their poetry
Abject borrowed luxury
Cenotaphs pledged
To daughters still living
Engraved in the
Foul script of disregard
Uncaring blind marriage
To disrepair
Hollow architects
Plying frameworks
Built to author our
Bondage to sorrow

Broadcast the
Unfettered parlance of distance
Through the airwaves
Impregnable
To the fangs of the venomous
Emblazoned shield and
Tempered steel to bleed those
Who have sworn
Oaths to subjugate
Everything with a beating heart
Last empty tradition

Demand restitution
For their courtship with autocracy
That exhumes and
Rekindles old enmity
Smoldering in the
Eyes of their sons
When their parapets crumble
They will not be acquitted
Yet their blood will
Not stain our hands

Shatter entire mythologies
Bearing armaments of impulse
And no heart closed to the want of another
And no shape without movement

Corporeal symptoms of influence
Proliferate and beset the unwatchful
And the unstudied night waits
Malevolent and conspiring
Proximal
To the living mind's accomplice
A corrupt nostalgia

Nourish your dread, quiet sentinel
Submit to the passage of no finality
Stand adjacent to the halls of obscurity
Assailed by perplexing cacophony
Last declension
No paths to follow

Apparitions conduct their transparency
Fielding the vague recollections
Bearing gifts of nauseous opacity
Perfect corruption intangible

Memory at night is a subtlety
Rain pattering on the canopies
Of collective disquiet
Old doubt flung careless
To the certitude that kept you
Bliss came
Into existence
Solely to unravel