Saher Galt piosenki

It's just contempt calling you out, when everyone else kneels down. You scream in your head, cut tongue from your mouth, when everyone else is so loud, bellowing the only phrase they know now, "bottoms up: the city is sinking!" Let them rot, if nobody f...

The wake has gone, mortar comes. Wall it up, and dig out my grave. Don't you hold me now, as my time runs out, don't you stay around, you can't save me from, what's coming down. They twist the wires, a charge unfolds, wound it up and let it go,...

they're climbing out of this paradise on a chalk white ladder built of bones. they sacrifice this only life for a chalk outline from which no soul rose. We bereaved, we will lay the wreaths, landing like our feet, heavy with the weight of all our grief...

If there was no autopsy in 1947, just a man in his flat in Camden; What of the Aztec crash, and the Hills' missing past? Did the Phoenix Lights fall from the sky? Is the truth hidden safe? I'd settle for knowing there is a truth. I want to believe, th...

I have lain beneath the instep of the gods, I know pain, my bones can buckle, they can break, my blood will wash away: a red trail in my wake, but I remain. My bones can break, but I will remain. I have lain beneath the falling night, could I rise, to bear the...

anyone left there inside, anyone left alive? will I hear your whispers, or the deafening wail of sirens? tell me is there anyone inside? and I know you waited for me here, blind by your tears, all alone, all these years, could I lose you dear, when...

A never shutting aperture, to capture your light; a never sleeping apparition, waiting like a land mine: And you're caught in the lockstep. I lie entombed beneath the shadow of the black machine; I lie crushed between the gears. Burning up the oxyg...

If floods will come all our lives, just climb the stairs, let the water rise, we'll build ourselves up to a towering height. From the hollow of our hands, all we've never had: bright lights, in our own Versailles, everything becomes alive: our own ch...

A dirgelike anthem sounds; My crimethink drowns it out. Machine code ratifies: An eyelid, ever wide (and broad stripes). Fly the Gadsden flag, Fly the Gadsden flag: half-mast; Revolution! Revolution: freedom rang, an echo in decay. A bootheel cad...

No indenture bears my name, yet the state arrogates my labor all the same. Let a little blood upon the wheel, shed a little more upon the gears, lay your hands upon the levers and now, shut the machine down. I recognize no right of state to dictate w...

Every line is a dirge, of ashes to dust, a cavalcade at the point of a gun. Every line is a perjury, down the throat to your lust, and everything else they'll starve you of. And the one passes on to the many headed tyrant. And the one becomes just one...

The battalion, your bright eyed love, and your future sons, We'll take them all. See when you were young, clutched at your mother's arms, she hid the bitter hole that We had made. We pave the roads with bones We break, so many lives that We will ta...