Thursday, January 22, 2009

DENATURED SPIRIT

AND HERE THE SPIRIT THAT MOVES IN MY BRAIN
KEEPS ME TIED TO THIS GROUND WITH A CHAIN

AND MY SPIRIT IS WHAT MAKES ME WHO I AM
AND THIS IS THE CAUSE AND WHERE IT ALL BEGAN

YOU ARE THE TROUBLE
YOU ARE THE ROADBLOCK
YOU ARE THE GARBLE
O' DENATURED SPIRIT

YOU ARE THE MOTHER
OF MISERY'S ORIGIN
YOU ARE THE POSSESSOR
OF MY FATE'S GOBLIN

MY DENATURED SPIRIT

THE PROPORTIONS OF ALL BRIGHT ANOMALIES
STIRRED IN A CRYSTAL GLASS
RAISED IN THE AIR
THE TOAST OF MY DESPAIR
DRUNK WITH THAT UNHOLY GHAST

AND PRESERVED AND BREWED
THROUGH LIFETIMES THAT WERE SCREWED
THROWN ON THE ROCKS
THAT CHILLED THE THOUGHTS

AND SIPPED AND GULPED
BY BLOODSTAINED LIPS
WITH GREEN OLIVES OF JEALOUS STARS

AND YOU ARE THE DECEPTION
EVIL INNOVATION
AGE OLD CONTRADICTION

MY DENATURED SPIRIT

YOU MIX IN MY BLOOD STREAM
YOU WITH MY ANXIOUS HORMONES TEAM

YOU FLO W THROUGH MY BRAIN
YOU HANG
AND MY THOUGHTS DRAIN

WHEN I'M NUMB WHEN
I'M UNCONSCIOUS

IS WHEN I'M WALKING
ON THOSE
BARBED WIRES

AND YOU ARE
THE ANGEL
YOU ARE
THE RESURRECTION
YOU ARE
THE DEVIL
MY DENATURED SPIRIT......

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