Tired souls hunched in familiar bricks
Drowned in sleeping sickness silver skeleton palace of mist
Heart-shaped carnival of sores locked up in cupboard doors
Looking up at the starry sky won't make your scarred life
Light up bright

A thirst for questions have their bla

There's something in here
Choked, pleading, turning on a tourniquet
Leather bound witches skin dolls sway

Long lithe naked faceless bodies slide
And the pain
Is sensational

And in the dark
Your succubus
Is gibbering
And hungry

Scream your elegy to me

Aeon In Cinders
Words by Kvohst

Washed in weeping
Aeons of ashes
Pull a curtain
Across the sky

Cadavers crawling
Like creatures intrigued
Living like fossils
In pools of kerosene

Getting to know well
The geology of hell
Mapping the

My eyes are red with pride
and too many days of gazing towards the sun
My hair in braids and tied
dark with painted face I beat the drum

I've found my prey tonight
I slowly take aim as he walks into the light
I sense the fear inside
I let me arrow fly
The g

We are lost within the flesh
Led by the sloping of an inner arm
No face outside these eyes
No past outside tonight
We are as we paint us
A vision installed
In many ways stunned
To say it would be to sing
As green meteors swim
Gently up to him
Mir

Street lamps stoop and kiss the street
Cover their eyes in the blazing heat
Turn the night against the sky
Fold it through the moon
The light slides down the reptile tiles
And gently lie

Run you through the streets of night
Run from the sound of laughing

I hear it on the news
political excuse
But nothing's getting done
no battle's being won
It's the same though history
double-talk complacency
We make new enemies
osing credibility
We see what we belie

Painfully crawling
thousands of cars and I can't move on
Stuck on this highway
I'll find some way out of this daily grind,
leave the crowd behind
I'd rather be up above all the trees where the clouds are floating by me
Rise up so high in my flyin' machine,

Heaven-sent sunset red
Spin in the evening under the windowsill
Hawthorn valley floor
Rain beaded grass
Soft breath, motionless and wet
Empty jaws of the rivers maw
A backwards memory
Like Arabic writing
Tears of diamonds
Vanish into the gardens

Ciphers unleashing throngs from a blazing throat
Swallows of sulphur, swallows of sanctuary's hope

In misted trains arranged
Spores in suspended rain
Course under spells
On predator wings

Blank invocations, hollow and mute control
Binding the ruptures, wringing th

Warriors from every zone
fighting for the world they know
Up here in the sky they see
my ship yes, I'm the enemy
Mighty blasts losing fast
they're hiding as I hover past
No way to win, battles cries,
I've caught this species by surprise
They

From the sacred cup of faith, they take their fill
Believing every promise as they say, "I Will."
Perfection and honor
loving no other, this way
Celebration soon becomes reality
The world begins to take them further from their dream
Hope turns to reason
Innocence

Parlour magician
Saw me in half
Pull me from your hat
Break my body, break my back
Drag me through wives, lawns and suburbs
You the great destroyer of my childhood

Like a ship that was lost in a storm
I will lie in my grave and stretch out my arms
I will lay thi

I am bone and I am silence
I am a tongue without a word
I am dust and I am violence
I am never heard

For I am the ghost of should have been
I am the ghost of almost near
I am the ghost of never know
I am never seen

Take my face in place of yours
And throug

Soon they'll trip the wire - exploding glass and fire
They're tryin' take me down without a fight
Nothin' left to lose - penitentiary blues
In and out so long now I don't care

When the wind blows
You never know who holds the rusty-blade
In the shadows
I'll disapp

Is this all, the dark circled
Cracks and the crested eyes
Our deliverance, our deity cries
Watch me, watch me arise
This is the emergence of youth!

I have to break the face
Lift the effervescence and align the sky
Break the rocks and empathy deny
This is the eme

Don't know how
I'll ever make this deadline
I've worked my fingers right to the boone
No, not now
Can't take another question
I'm buried with my nose to the grindstone

The clock is tickin' it's a quarter to five now
Don't wanna be here but my job's on the l

I'd need to trade some overtime for playtime
and leave behind the same old daily grind
For once I'd like to stand and feel the sunshine
I gonna do what I decide on MY TIME......

I keep working as the hours, fade away
Bite my tongue and keep a big smile on my face
I've b

The statues are tilted
In priest-like poses
They're moving their arms
In rhythmical dreams

Possession is the medicine
For the tainted blurred within

Lined up on pedestals
In pestilent postures

Possession is the medicine
For the tainted words whim

I

Devoured heavens that haul the shores of my thought
In the empire of night I'm a victim of an audible heart
The building's nuclear gleam
Cruel houses of lost prayers
In temples of a nervous breakdown

I tread the boards of a dream
I kiss the mouths of dust

R