Read
Listen
  Learn,
   Study
    Watch
       Predict, predict, predict,
      
        Do
         As
          You
           Wish,

Songs were on the low-fi,
We would listen all night,

Lose
Lament
  Cry,
   Toil
    Despair
     Try, try, try,try, try

      Do
       As
        You
         Wish...

In the Time of Creation,
But there, for the love of God go I,
Songs were on the low-fi,
We would choose the most high.

I smile during apocalypse
I fear there is love
Misunderstandings
We cannot want the same things
Armageddon is not the end
So long as the fires
dont touch everything
Death and birth
So many cycles
The moon and the earth
The sky and the dirt
I smile as the knife cuts deep
And riddles me incomplete
I feel there is love
My hands cannot reach
Suns setting seem like the end of light
The empty bones
The coldest night
Our stars in the sky
Away and up high
That a new day may arise

In the evening at the festival,
During morning in the vestibule,
I keep it with me,
My little jewel,

Then,
If winter cold and cracking is the air,
I wouldn't care,
Naked and bare
There's no above,
And cold below

You can take away my destiny, still,
But can't take away what I believe,
Always beside me,
Never to leave,

When,
Springtime flowers, birds singing in the air
The more I care,
The more life there,
Once peace and love,
Are all I know

Still, I am stuck in disparate cycles
Being led astray by false disciples,
Still keeping it close,
My little hope

With every heartbeat is pain
Have we not all been there?
Where what we ask to sustain us
Is poison
Bitter where once was sweet
Head nod unto the fade

Doldrums as I sell my red horse

Heavy in my throat
Lead into my spine
One hot shot to three long months
Forget how to walk

With every cold word
a shake
Hasnt everyone known?
Stricken to netherworld with hope to find
All is lost
Even the words run cold
Oblivion all that's left

Nothing is fine is all I owe

Steady is this loss
Lead unto the sleep
One cold cut to three long months
And every breath is deep

I cannot help but hate
I worry
Try as I might the birds in the sky
I can never fly
Feather
No succor
Not the wings I dream nor hands from above

I hate
The will
Not man, action or deed from red eyes
Glaring from datkness
Fingers manipulating strings
puppets
Morbid lie
Stories to be told with no hint of glory

I hate
In shade
The heart of a man beating
Searching as ever
Rooftops and raindrops
The sound of emptiness

Inside a sphere of defiance

There are machinations we may never truly understand
But
We should never underestimate

I hate

I love
For love
That is the only thing that could ever save us

I tell myself...
A million flashing screens,
And ringing phones,
And broadcasts signals,
I..
Check your local news,
The media cycles,
The endless coverage,
I tell myself....
I...
Fear **** on the front page,
Voices from all devices,
Talking heads.
I tell....
And ur local programming
....Programming
                        Mind control,
I tell myself..
But really.... do I?
Is any thought my own,
And dreams or indecision
My destiny....

Is it just what people I've never met have made for me?