Jute Gyte piosenki

A wind sways the pines, And below Not a breath of wild air; Still as the mosses that glow On the flooring and over the lines Of the roots here and there. The pine-tree drops its dead; They are quiet, as under the sea. Overhead, overhead Rushes life in a race,...

The painful discrepancy Between the ideal and the real. The melancholic nostalgia of Brahms. A wind upon the open fields Like a burnt offering. The banished one listens In his night-dark lair To the songs of the ancient ones. An old, old fable haunts m...

Crumbling and inarticulate Stalled with lassitude The spiders of weariness upon me Nothing to cleanse the poisoned element Flashing and yearning Suffering and identification The enigma of survival A call heard within sleep Cold copulars embrace 

Age, And separation, And cold. When winter comes Where shall I find The shadows of the earth? The walls stand speechless and cold. In the wind The weather-vanes rattle. 

Alone on the riverbank The water cool and clean and swift Black waters and rapid current A tenuous communion I cannot name I have to believe that pain is the teacher Unable to envision even the barest physical certainties of the death of myself or those close...

The voidpistol’s infolaser rounds crackle and lash through the air. There is a clatter of blade against blade. Theta waves falter, move to delta. Crimson blood bursts from endless lesions in thick snake contortions against the mournful snow. Pain ceases locali...

Enemy battleships lost in the fog Firing blindly into the endless deep The clouds are burning Another great disappointment The infantile longing for death unveiled Consciousness is nature's nightmare History is our own And from it we awaken one last time Rotte...

Defeated by our own feebleness Service and reward Granting and forbidding Frozen in matutinal light When cold clear morning threatens An ape in the graveyard Free in the tearing wind Without Eden’s lurid walls 

An insistent sadness in the texture of things Dusk, silence, iron chill Loneliness in the bones The sharpness of lengthening shadows The grotesque transition from day to night The fear and dread of you All the beasts of the earth And all the birds of the air E...

A world of automatic doors and concrete dinosaurs. Cherubs born of depleted uranium. One last supper of yellow cake before being purified with the blood of a million lambs. This is the fruit of the dual trinities. The cruciform shadows of nuclear angels ejacul...

It grows again Faces in the windows One window without light Weeping Alone In black park of bed Handing back the ticket Shadow of death I kissed his shadow 

Hermit haunter of the lonely glen Common wild and heath Lone heath and melancholy pond The desolate face of rude waste landscapes far away from men A feeling I cannot describe of lone seclusion and hermit joy Smoke curls upwards through the naked trees For a m...

Age and pain and decay and death Tower unimpeachable above every moment And what I give and do not give disappear tracelessly Stones dropped into an endless well The wind stirs the trees I hear the builders striking with their hammers and see the ruins and the...

Day and night unglued Embalmed in secret vertigoes Ill with the obstinacy of images Blank pages of history To revere a false past is to be historically deaf Night is the collaborator of torturers Day is the light on harrowing discoveries 

Among the trees at dusk Gray grass, green moss, burnt-orange fern A fallen tree consumed by bramble The remains of a bird devoured by insects We are quieted by trees and stones By the illusion of stasis Against the encroachment of time Eyeless gaze, partial wi...

Bodies lay upon bodies. Soon the sun will rise, soiling them with clinical certainty. Compound eyes and black carrion wings will serve as a dismal reminder: even from death, indeed particularly, life emerges. But now, waning moon reflecting in slick blood, far...

To you who have turned aside For whom light and color And sound and odor And taste and touch are dung Natural truths spat like insults To you defilers for whom the earth would flame With a holocaust of ecstasy and freedom The cremation of some vast corpse long...

The psychedelic round of energy rips through the body of the screaming ghoul, rending its thin flesh and removing a large section of its crooked and winding spine. The monster howls further, levels reaching deep into the red and clipping. Blood surges from its...

Porcine masses shepherded into cages of plastic and concrete and gleaming steel. Bow in reverence to the freedom of automated defense systems and congenital defects. A brave new world, sick and shining. Hegel's Geist stillborn at last. Suckling blood and oil f...

A bipedal humanoid rat releases a sandpaper-throated screech as most of its internal organs exit through a huge hole in its furry back. Large and small intestines launch forth in whip-like arcs, briefly straightening into perfectly even ropy lines. A massive s...