1. SEE THE THING
2. WINNER DIES LAST (ASPIRATION)
3. RESPIRATION (WITHIN THE THING)
4. CONSPIRATION
5. RESPIRATION (CALM AND DEEP)
6. IT CAN'T COME QUICK ENOUGH
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WINNER DIES LAST (ASPIRATION)
Held down, bound and prone,
Broken and bleeding.
Plundered lands now yours to burn and profit from, yours alone!
Rivals can’t share goals, lonely the victory.
Strike the final blow, the final cry then forever silence!
All that has been won, all that’s been stole,
All the blood that poured – and still you’ll die alone…
Your end also awaits O brutal winner.
Play to win, Kill, don’t lose, you’ll die alone still.
The winner’s prize; to be the last one who dies.
We can’t all survive this – We cannot all win!
Oh it’s terminal!
Without shame I’ll cling to triumph – I’ll compete in defiance!
In my moment of total defeat I will have victory, knowing that I didn’t die alone!
Repressed hate of the struggle just for survival
Project on Other inferiority
Bitter victory – lonely the triumph!
Noone to place laurels on the last mind in existence
CONSPIRATION
So, you know that man is a killer, he has killer’s hands.
But he became a tiller, groom to the land!
And then;
War – as a motherfucking past time.
Home – a false hope, a fake cause!
Whores – you use your dick as a weapon.
Hoarde – once stole it’s yours!
This is disorder and it can be conspired away.
As much as is possible resemble least those you oppose!
It ain’t wrote that as man we must stay beasts ruled by hunger and strife.
And the mould that was built by our own feats cannot but crush life!
And so;
War – as a motherfucking past time.
Home – a false hope, a fake cause!
Whores – you use your dick as a weapon.
Hoarde – once stole it’s yours!
Bound to this order; come to, breathe deep and conspire it away!
As much as is possible resemble least what you oppose!
Can you breathe it away?
Can you breathe your own way and build dreams together?
Can you breathe as one, man?
Could we reach higher,
And serve the will of none?
Can we conspire
And draw our breathe each one?
Oh masters are nought but men
Yet they cause us pain
Bonds may be broken,
But those of blood remain.
Toil! Your whole life a burden.
Scoffing crumbs as pay!
And still you serve them,
Oh won’t you disobey?
War – as the ultimate disaster,
Home – the great all the whole world,
Whores – the earth as your mother,
Hoarde - a hole in your pocket is what you need!
Conspiration!
RESPIRATION (CALM AND DEEP)
Years pass by their thousand,
No trace of our wake.
And we will not be moved!
Captain roars his orders,
Sit still and shift not!
He cries loud for obedience!
Yells he;
Don’t rock the boat – don’t you make waves!
Don’t rock the boat – heed the abyss!
Peer into the abyss, yeah, it don’t seem so deep!
The fog hangs low, yeah, I can make out the shore.
All is not as they say as I clearly see,
Observing instruction may well damn us all!
And yet still he screams!
Don’t rock the boat, it makes waves!
Don’t rock the boat, it makes waves - great waves!
I’ll rock the boat and be saved,
I’ll rock the boat – I’ll be saved, if I brave the waves!
Drawing breaths, calm and deep, the surf draws me ever closer - Drawing breaths…
To the shore, land and peace, black earth, red clay and oh so dry - To the shore…
Drawing breaths, calm and deep, the surf draws me ever closer - Drawing breaths
To the shore, and beyond, great plains, open and all so dry- To the shore…
Don’t you rock the boat boy!
Don’t you rock the boat boy - Captain Screaming Aboard Alone!
Don’t you rock the boat boy!
Don’t you rock the boat boy - Captain Drowning Aboard Alone!
Peered into the abyss, yeah, never seemed so deep!
The fog hung low, yeah, and I made it ashore.
All was not as they said and I clearly see,
That motion and direction could well save us all!
Peered into the abyss, yeah, never seemed so deep!
Though they said I drown I made it ashore.
All is not as is told as is plain to see!
Hope and conviction may yet save us all!
Down it goes, crew and all, screaming, hopeless, lost and drowning!
Stood ashore, watch them die without knowing terra firma!
Down it goes! Down they go! Down!
If they had known, if they had seen, if they only heeded their eyes!
If only, they had swam there would never have been captains!
Just our minds! Just our lives! Just!
IT CAN'T COME QUICK ENOUGH
I wonder what today will bring,
Lying-lazy, living like a king.
And every night I sleep tight,
Dreaming of the sweet morn,
- it can’t come quick enough.
I wonder if today I’ll feed,
My hunger growing like a seed.
And every day I wish and pray,
Hoping the whole world burns,
- it can’t come quick enough.
No reason to doubt the world will fail,
But there’s no rushing, no sense in chasing your tail.
And every day I wish and pray,
Hoping the whole world burns,
- it can’t come quick enough.
Patience is a virtue, but it’s only a virtue when nothing goes.
I wonder if we are on the same page buddy?
I wonder if I could wait that long?
