1. |
Tumbleweed
04:47
|
|||
OUT IN THE DIRT
UNDER THE GLEAMING DESERT SUN
A VAPID GROWTH ON HER ARID SKIN
SPROUTING THORNS LIKE TUMBLEWEED
FIERY BREATH OF A HARRIDAN EARTH
HER CROSSPATCH WINDS
THEY HEARSE ME HOME
I AM BORN ANEW
A DEAD HUSK
NEVER THRIVING, BLIGHT OF THE EARTH
FIERY BREATH OF A HARRIDAN EARTH
AMIDST THE YUCCA TREES
SOON TO WITHER AND DIE
WITHER AND DIE
WHISKED AWAY
LIKE A FRESHLY-FLOWN MAGGOT
LIKE A JADE-BACK PEST
NOW ONE IN DEATH
I'VE SEEN THEM IN DREAMS
THEIR BLOOD STAINS THE QUARTZ BELOW
TO MAKE ANEW MY HOME ON THEIR TOMB
GRIEVE FOR THE DESERT SON
DEAD HUSK
DEAD HUSK
OUT IN THE DIRT
UNDER THE GLEAMING DESERT SUN
A VAPID GROWTH ON HER ARID SKIN
SPROUTING THORNS LIKE TUMBLEWEED
FIERY BREATH OF A HARRIDAN EARTH
AN OVALLED RING SHATTERS BONE
A STONE SHATTERS GLASS
A FRACTURED HOME
I KNOW NOT OF THEIR LIFE
ONLY OF THEIR PAIN
THE TEARS OF THE CHILD
NURTURE HARDENED SOIL
UPON THE GROUND OF THE ELDERS
YOU KNEW IT WASN'T SAFE
YOU KNEW WE SHOULDN’T BE HERE
UPON THE GROUNDS OF THE MURDERERS
AND THE HEROES AND THE SAINTS
A CHILD FINDS HIS ONLY PEACE
|
||||
2. |
Palmdale Cemetery
05:07
|
|||
I.... FAIL TO REMEMBER SIGNIFICANT ERAS OF LIFE
FROM WHOM I EVOLVED
BUT INTO THE FAR BEYOND...
TROUBLED MIND REMEMBERS THE FEAR
FEAR OF THE MUMBLING MAN (MUMBLES)
SCARS ON MY SKIN FROM JOSHUA LEAVES
RECALLING A MEMORY OF HIDING IN TREES
LICKING THE WOUNDS
ALL CAN SEE THAT THESE CUTS STILL BLEED
I SLUMBERED UPON THE DECEASED
IN THE SAFETY OF DARKNESS
PAROXYSM OF HAZE
THE MIDNIGHT FOG
COLLECTS UPON MY BROW
HAVE I NEVER BEEN MORE ALONE
OR AFRAID THAN RIGHT NOW?
COWERED IN THEIR RETICENCE
AN OMINOUS CALL
SHOCKING MY SENSES
FROM THEIR OBLONG BOX
INQUISITIVE HOUND
SIGNALS IN SILENCE
IT MUST BE OLD CLATTERBONES
SHIFTING STONES ON THE BLACK HORIZON
WHERE NARY A TOAD MAY CROAK
I FOUND DRY BONES
(BENEATH THE SAND)
I MADE AN OSSUARY
OF SCATTERED REMAINS
(AMONGST THE DEAD)
AT PALMDALE CEMETERY
I REFLECT ON A MOMENT OF ANGER
YOU WENT FROM HERO TO COWARD
TO MAKE STILL THE BREATH OF A CHILD
CRUSHING WEIGHT OF THE STYGIAN BLACK
NOW I REMEMBER SIGNIFICANT ERAS OF LIFE
AND HOW I EVOLVED
BOY AND A DESERT ROSE
STRANGLED IN ANGER TRAMPLED TO DUST
TRAMPLED DOWN INTO THE SAND
SMASHED
LIKE THE MAN AND THE SPOTTED MARE
UPON THE TRAIL, SUREFOOTED AND CALM
FELLED BY A WASP, DESCENDED TO DEATH (DEATH)
ALL CAN SEE THAT THESE CUTS STILL BLEED
I SLUMBERED UPON THE DECEASED
IN THE SAFETY OF DARKNESS
I PUT MY HAND ON THE BLACK STONE HORSESHOE
WHERE EMERY AND WHIRLY LAY
AMIDST DECAY, STILL TO THIS DAY
AS IF NOTHING HAS CHANGED
YET ALL OF THE PAIN REMAINS
I FOUND DRY BONES
(BENEATH THE SAND)
THEY’VE MADE ME OH SO WEARY
OF ALL THAT REMAINS
(WITHIN MY HEAD)
OF PALMDALE CEMETERY
|
||||
3. |
Mumbles
04:39
|
|||
SUBCONSCIOUSNESS, SO FAR FROM HERE
AT THE EXPANSE WHERE SUNS GO TO EXPIRE
MUTTERING MAN, PLEASE NOT HEAR ME
THOUGH IT IS YOU TO WHOM SPEAK.
THE SANDS OF TIME
THEY HAVE REVEALED
A CRESCENT AND HARVEST MOON
NOW IN APHELION
AT THE PEAK OF MY DARKEST THOUGHTS
WHERE HIS MUMBLES CAN ALWAYS BE HEARD
A STATE WHERE GODS, NOR DEVILS,
LIE ABOVE AND BELOW
DON’T INTERCEDE A MAN AND HIS LOATHING
THE ANNALS OF TIME
WILL NOT CONCEAL
A WRETCHED AND BITTER FOOL
LONG SINCE TELLURIAN
UNDERNEATH ALL MY DARKEST THOUGHTS
WHERE HIS MUMBLES CAN ALWAYS BE HEARD
A PLACE WHERE GODS AND DEVILS
HIDE ABOVE AND BELOW
DON’T INTERCEDE THE WOLF AND IT’S PREY
SUBCONSCIOUSNESS, SO FAR FROM HERE
AT THE EXPANSE WHERE SUNS GO TO EXPIRE
MUTTERING MAN, PLEASE NOW HEAR ME
FOR IT IS YOU TO WHOM SPEAK.
THE SANDS OF TIME
THEY HAVE REVEALED
A CRESCENT AND HARVEST MOON
NOW IN APHELION
AT THE PEAK OF MY DARKEST THOUGHTS
WHERE HIS MUMBLES CAN ALWAYS BE HEARD
THE ANNALS OF TIME
WILL NOT CONCEAL
A WRETCHED AND BITTER FOOL
LONG SINCE TELLURIAN
UNDERNEATH ALL MY DARKEST THOUGHTS
WHERE HIS MUMBLES CAN ALWAYS BE HEARD
|
||||
4. |
Gravitational
04:16
|
|||
A BROKEN MAN
WITH A THOUSAND-YARD STARE
STANDING IN THE RAIN
WATER MASKING TEARS
ALWAYS ALONE
AND HEAD HUNG LOW
THIS TORTURED SOUL
IS OLD BEYOND HIS YEARS
CHAINED LIKE A WRAITH
PINNED LIKE AN INSECT
ALL OF HIS HOPES AND DREAMS
FLOWING LIKE MUD
THROUGH THE DIRT
WONDERING HOW TO CONTINUE ON
AND WHEN WILL THESE
WOUNDS EVER HEAL?
"Battle not with monsters,
lest ye become one
And stare not into the abyss,
for it will stare back into you"
A LESSON NEVER TAUGHT
A LANGUAGE NEVER LEARNED
CRAWLING INTO
THE WARMTH OF THE DARKNESS
DRAGGING HIM DOWN
WORDS OF CONCERN UNHEARD
DEATH IS WRITTEN ACROSS HIS BROW
FOCUSED ON HOW HIS LIFE WILL END
BEYOND ALL REACH NOW
ALLOWING THE DARKNESS TO SINK IN
THROUGH SO MUCH HATRED
THROUGH ANGER AND DESPAIR
A MIND AND SOUL
BRUISED AS BADLY AS HIS BODY
A CONSTANT PRESSURE
BENDS HIS SPINE, HIS WILL
HIS EYES ARE TIRED
THEY LONG FOR RELEASE
WITH TEARS THEY FILL
ENOUGH OF THE SUFFERING
TOO MUCH ENDURED
ENOUGH OF THE SUFFERING!
|
||||
5. |
Mojave Repressions
06:13
|
|||
I’m suffering
My grasp on the world
Slips and I can’t hold
Clung to reality of who I once was
But thoughts are not clear
The man preceding me
He is unknown
Reaching
A state of paralyzing fear
Diminishing life
Escapes my chest
Gluttonous laughter
Inhales my every hope
Dare not let me expire
Horror
Neck gripped ever so lightly
Look into my eyes
Remember the fire
Extinguishing
There's no returning from this
Boiling over
Like a lake of molten lead
I remember the day
You took my breath away
Take it all away
Remembering
Violence I recall
More than I can take
Clung to dignity and what I now hide
Loathing to be alive
I stare back into me
And wish to die
Petulance
You were my angel and Antichrist
Unequipped to satiate
The children that you’ve given life
He loved to hear my breath run still
He loved to save me for next time
Horror
Being stripped of humanity
Shackles on the mind
Forever it burns
Now do you see?
There is no returning from this
Hate-bound
Under cloven hoof
The virago wench silenced
Her horror sustains you
The virago wench stands idly by
The only beacon of false hope
Upon these desecrated sands
|
Streaming and Download help
If you like Keith Merrow, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp