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Israel

by LOTUS

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1.
The throats of the Graces have long been cut The souls of the Furies have long been bought Dawn drags the derangement left in their wake As the mouths start their running, the nausea sets in The slumber, the smugness, the contentment, the pride The comfort, the indulgence, sustaining the grind I am breathing the lies and I am doing the time But not living life is my biggest crime So to hell with keeping pace, let the heavens be my ceiling What you call reclusion, I call it freedom I am in a heavy leaden sleep and I need to snap out I long for the void when I am on top of your world Because where your angels sit enthroned and sing their praising words My devils lurk and they come out menacing My indifference chokes me out and leaves everything bereft of meaning Down on my knees, I wish something were sacred The life that I live, it was never mine It is the crystallisation of compromise The life that I live, is a life in my mind Safely cowered away from the world without
2.
Each day, I am haunted by the Son of Perdition I am the bearer of a family curse that has never faded So I avert my eyes in search of something sacred I am, I am losing my mind The thought of your touch makes me petrified Because of all the flaws and all the sins on your hands I feel too exposed and wear my clothes to bed I’ve got madness crawling inside I’ve got a name on my brow And I am the talk of the town I mistake faces for walls to drive my fists in I see you trying to get a hold of it, but I won’t let you in With paper and pen to lie about it Because you are so desperate for me to think and write about it I devise rituals to keep you at bay But the craze has settled and it won’t go away I still snap when I see you pointing at me I still smile when I hear you squeal So drop the white dress, name tag and your good intentions There is no better person to be found in me I have lost my way but it remains untold Because I always find myself to be under the rose With the past and the could have beens Show me Procrustes’ bed and I am bound to jump in I have become the everyman Who has abandoned the life of the free man And do nothing but boast incessantly of the peace and repose I enjoy in my chains*, shackled I gave way to the meticulous destruction of my Self To serve as a thespian in this pointless usefulness Self-accomplished or not We are all still just cogs in a machine *Words humbly borrowed from Jean-Jacques Rousseau
3.
Brink 01:07
I’m on the brink of depression I’m on the brink of aggression I’m on the brink of humiliation But I won’t indulge in self-destruction Like a seaworthy ship that has set out for shore But with all of its sails is no match for the storm And the waves that smash into its bow Splintering its stem, along with all hope
4.
Steppewolf 02:01
I tear off my mask and expose to the world Desperately trying to fulfil the becoming of Me And I can’t find the words to express my struggle I struggle with myself, even more than the world I can’t stand banality and despise routine Don’t bother me with trivialities Just leave me be The world has me bound and is rattling my cage It left me to die all alone with my rage And I sink my teeth into my own hide Just to feel something Just to feel alive I was born in ‘88 My initials spell a double H You all think you are so alive Well, you merely exist With my razor-sharp views Just leave me be I am Steppewolf Steppewolf, I am.
5.
Sleep 02:18
Nyx lashes and lashes; and keeps me in chains While her son tries to comfort and keeps my lips doused In his soothing red wine, applied with a feather The feather of the phoenix I am yet to become Because I am burning When weariness and listlessness prostrate me anew A restless heart and burning eyes, they both welcome the sun Morpheus pick me up, I’ll let you take me away I’m so done with this world, I don’t want to be awake
6.
V. 01:17
I have read the grief of the world in your eyes But still you manage to bear the most beautiful of smiles When I am lost inside myself The light of your harmless face shines on the midnight of my mind You are the knife I cut myself with And let the bad pour out I was desperate for your touch, but my skin let go Instead I fell into the depths of your infinite wholeness And I won’t give my heart away anew Until Death itself wears the face of you You catch the words that I never speak And suffer the anger that I cannot but breathe Even when I am pulling punches you see me get beaten When I am allowing conventions to render me meek And for all the wars I fight with my eyes closed You dress my wounds while silently suffering yours You have seen the hide I hide under these clothes But you surmounted your fears and now you refuse to let go Worldly everything is nothing Everything is .You. are all But do you really want to see this anger bled from father to son?
7.
Ouroboros 01:23
The tougher the hand, the stronger the bite The greater the praise, the fiercer the spite The lesser the thirst, the bleaker the life The stronger the love, the deeper the knife The greater the spirit, the greater the war The frailer the mind, the farther the shore The deeper the faith, the thicker the blood The higher the hope, the deeper the cut The bleaker the future, the louder the knell The staler the soul, the closer is hell “The darker the night, the brighter the stars The deeper the grief, the closer is God”* *Words humbly borrowed from Rodion Raskolnikov (Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevksy)
8.
Sycophant 02:33
Self-seeking fawning parasites Flashing silver tongues and sardonic smiles Dressing themselves in fine weave and riches They frightfully conceal the rotten skin they are in Gaining wealth, forgetting all but self Faithful devotion to the spirit of the age And the only things passed on to the grasp of the heir Are the insolence they breathe and the moniker they bear: Sycophant Cut out their silver tongues and give them a heart Burn the egos that have brought them this far Teach them compassion and show them regret Then take it all away Let them burn in hell Make sure number one is dressed to the nines And gather your kin and paint them black as the night The fainéant flesh enveloping your bones As horrid testament of your perverted gold Let them burn in their worldly hell

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released November 22, 2014

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