Thou

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4th of July (Soundgarden cover)

Shower in the dark day Clean sparks diving down Cool in the waterway Where the baptized drown Naked in the cold sun Breathing life-like fire I thought I was the only one But that was just a lie I heard it in the wind And I saw it in the sky I thought...

An Age Imprisoned

One thousand shattered mirrors could never erase this grotesque image from my mind. The chains of one million addictions can never ease the discomfort of my consciousness. Every waking thought centered on this weak, despicable, hideous shell. In stance and wal...

Another World Is Inevitable

I'm ashamed of running away from nothing at all. I just can't deal with these feelings any more. But when I look around at the fiends who would needle away my resolve, who would recreate me in their image, I recognize their insignificance. And so the winds of...

At The Foot Of Mount Driskill

We are but antlings, vain in our assumptions. We would presume to grasp at the unfathomable. We would presume to dress it as man, to give it names, to speak its intention. Yet we are humbled beneath the shadow of true greatness. Now the earth crest rises to me...

Belt of Fire to Guide Me, Cloak of Night to Hide Me

Red am I in battle. Red the ravens at my heels. I will keep no terms with my enemies. Always on the point of perishing, always in danger--but to give an inch, to make any compromise, a single concession--is defeat. Burn away these eyes that seek weakness. May...

Black Sabbath (Black Sabbath cover)

What is this that stands before me? Figure in black which points at me. Turn around quick, and start to run. Find out I'm the chosen one. Oh no. Big black shape with eyes of fire, telling people their desire. Satan's sitting there, he's smiling, watches those...

Black Steel in the Hour of Chaos

It began as simple subversion of politics by just a handful of proactive liberals: support from the outside to petty thieves, criminal masterminds, and seething malcontents. While we re-educated ourselves in confinement, our allies began infiltrating the posit...

Bonnet Carré

Heads shake at self inflicted misfortune. Hands wrung of responsibility. Ears covered from the ringing trumpets of fact. Father created from the black froth swept off the rim of the cauldron of creation. We are maggots, and we are worms writhing in the mar...

Burning Black Coals and Dark Memories

My mistakes light up the sky, a horde of blazing stars through night's black curtain. They guide me safely along an endless passage over dangerous waters. From the summit of a towering mountain, leaping at once to a jagged shoreline, flesh and muscle impaled....

By Endurance We Conquer

Waves crash down, unrelenting, unending. We are stone shaped by the force of its abuse; colossal mountain ranges eroded to jagged shorelines; aged cliff tops, decrepit and helpless; earthen cadavers now ripe for mining to the very core of our souls. Or so we w...

By Every Hand Betrayed

Through a boggy haven was cut a swath three miles long. Into it you dumped tar and concrete, hate and fear. Standing so tall, even Death would tremble to take you. Running shoulder to shoulder with lions and wolves. But you're nothing. A pack of liars. Fakers....

Cold World

It's a cold world to walk alone in. You need some side to start belonging. There's always open arms in the war. The out crowd is laughing at you. A man with a badge appears, saying, "It's warm. Come inside." Kid, you got no real agendas. All the good you...

Don't Vote

Don't vote Every four years the two-headed monster rises from its pit, and we have a choice between this head or that. Their party line separation is a phantasm haunting reason. It's a choice between this diseased hand or that diseased hand. We are criminals...

Eulogy

Drink deep of your mortality. Accept the blueprint for non-achievement, the well-tread path of capitulation. Bury the suffering and ecstasies. When will the old gods be avenged? Extol a life of compromise. Resigned to quiet submission. When will the old gods b...

Eyehatethou

Our mistake was in seeking resolution. Our mistake was in the acknowledgement of any argument. In the confusion and chaos of his thoughts, he is terrified by silence. And by silence can he be brought to obey. In his speech there is the illusion of some grand q...

Feral Faun

Unbound, unrepressed, untamed, uncontrollable, unknown. No longer cowering beneath the roles hewn to our beings, we shall reclaim our vital energy, unique and unpredictable. Backs bent no more in the mad race of resource production and consumption. That web of...

Fleurs de Mal

The demonic seed of European imperialists has swollen with ripeness. Its blossoms signal moral decay, salivating to conquer. A diseased concept of unalienable rights. A distorted view of sexuality. A plague upon evolution. Industrialists and aristocrats--rotti...

Free will

Open your eyes, yeah And it's a bitch This fragile world in This knowing flash in This very moment (x2) We have our savior No delusions of comprehension As we all bought in Into the darkness Your dissension We are the ... of the avalanche We are the the calm...

Fucking Chained to the Bottom of the Ocean

What do you want me to say? What would you have me do? Must I rip out my own tongue and deafen these ears, stop an uncomfortable conversation before it starts? Must I tear out my own eyes, so I don't have to watch this constant self mutilation? Excuses. Lies....

Get Me Out

One more second fucking wasted, put this bullet in my brain. One more second, one more minute, one more hour - I'm a wreck. If one more second goes uncounted, put this rope around my neck. Bury myself into the bottle. Cough up glass for a week. Searching...

Grissecon

Behold! this ancient ritual, this divine act. The one clear way to transcend the boundaries of the corporeal plane is to merge our flesh. The co-mingling of our physical beings opens the doorways to the ethers, to vivid truth. I consume you and, in turn, I am...

Helen Hill Will Have Her Revenge on New Orleans

It's coming for us through the trees. This is a message from the River. This is a sermon from Nature. To see us weep and moan, to see us float or drown. This is a blighted land, infected with the virus of human greed, corruption chokes every breath a...

Here I Stand Head in Hand

That stained light of truth I abhor, that unflinching glimmer of experience... The world has turned its back and left me with shit. Nothing inside, only void: vacant eyes, vacant mind, vacant hope. Summon the strength. I was not wrong to be afraid. The cup of...

How Lonely Sits the City

Strangled in a vice grip. Lash out. This is the place where sadness breeds, the desolation in everyone. This is a wasteland full of nameless, faceless, soulless mounds of flesh, mewling, writhing in and out of existence. Long for communion. Nothing....

I Am the Leviathan

Ten thousand years and what do we have: schools replaced with factories. Psychic vampires consume our moans, and houses are replaced with cubicles. For too long have we been dwarfed by monuments to ourselves, toiling in the shadow of collective self worth. Dia...

I Hate Myself and I Want to Die (Nirvana cover)

Runny nose and runny yolk even if you have a cold still. You can cough on me again. I still haven't had my full fill. In the someday what's that sound? Broken heart and broken bones, thinking about some capsules of horse pills. One more quirky cliche'd ph...

I Was Ignored. And Judged. And Cast Down

Fire made flesh. Renounce the throne. Screams split the sky. Fall to the sea. My heart has been reshaped in flames of treachery, bent beneath the hammering blows of alienation. It's now a dark thing of iron resolve and unyielding hatred. Grinding my teeth in c...

Immorality Dictates

We scorn the domesticated scholars in their unblemished, halcyon temples, isolated and confined in prisons of theory and vague conjecture. Tempers violent. Passions vehement. Uncaged and unburdened, we now see clearly. Only amidst the sea of refuse shall we fi...

In Defiance Of The Sages

We reject the esoteric falsehoods, the endless ponderings and useless theories of the mystic inane. Their heads nod, and from their mouths issue lies: an answer for every question, illuminating all the mysteries. Only action is real. The past is lost, the futu...

Into the Marshlands

So falsely are we led into mired existence, entrapped and sinking in the truest bogs and quicksand of urbanity. But the city lies barren and riddled with disease. No more are we sustained by its lifeless concrete and structure and utility. Flee the dying fortr...

Into the Void (Black Sabbath cover)

Rocket engines burning fuel so fast, up into the night sky they blast. Through the universe the engines whine. Could it be the end of man and time? Back on earth the flame of life burns low. Everywhere is misery and woe. Pollution kills the air, the land and s...

Loneliness Dances in the Gorgon's Stare

Those tools which freed us from otherworldly jailors have betrayed us to a pantheon of technology. What use is limitless knowledge if it cripples us to action? What use is logic if it drapes us in cruelty? Soul and intellect remain in a perpetual state of war....

Lord of This World (Black Sabbath cover)

You've searching for your mind don't know where to start. Can't find the key to fit the lock on your heart. You think you know but you are never quite sure. Your soul is ill but you will not find cure. Your world was made for you by someone above. But you choo...

Millstone

Chattering, nagging, Black Speech, incessant, irrelevant, irrational. Pettiness always on your tongue. Your fetid breath crawling down the back of my neck. Your cold, dead hands clutching, crushing my soul. My needs, my desires cats paw to your whims....

Monstrance

The enchantment is broken forever. The bonds are severed. Now brush away these puppet strings. No more will I dance to the steady beat of lies. Get this through your head: We are done. The future in your eyes is washed away in reality's tide. My blind faith is...

New Orleans Is a Hole

Decadence is restrained and smothered by the strictest codes of conduct. And you'll writhe naked upon the sands as the sun flays every inch of skin which is then assaulted and hacked away by the scorching, barren wind of empty breath. You wail and pray and gro...

No Excuses (Alice in Chains cover)

It's alright There comes a time Got no patience to search For peace of mind Layin' low Want to take it slow No more hiding or Disguising truths I've sold Everyday it's something Hits me all so cold Find me sittin' by myself No excuses, t...

Ode to Physical Pain

Oh, constant, unending Pain, my surest, truest friend. Agony, blessed Agony, your ever-present ache identifies unyielding vitality. That sharply labored breath is respiration (fully) experienced. Those overwhelming burdens grant me immune to senseless distract...

Ordinary People

Gaze into the empty eyes of the rank and file, and you will know defeat. Knees break, bent before the altar of indifference, of conformity. Lips purse, to kiss upon the ring of submission, of abdication. Servitude personified. Mediocrity's champions. Is this l...

Out of the Mouth of a Fool

In the place where apathy reigns supreme, in the land of empty stares, in the land of walking corpses--animated wastes of time. This is our home. Drenched in a torrent of dissension, raining down poisoned arrows, scarring the landscape, infecting us all. Neigh...

Paroled in '54

Summer blood for fighting dogs. Mardi Gras nineteen fifty-four. Oh no, he never liked Lincoln at all, my child. I always thought the sun was just some hole in the sky till now. As we float this corpse ashore. Paroled in '54. The four whores of the apocalypse l...

Pill

Vacant eyes meet vacant eyes meet vacant eyes meet vacant eyes. Can there be more? There must be more. Reach inside. Deep inside. Fingers run over the lying tongue, down the throat, probing deeper and deeper and deeper. Grasp the writhing truth. Purged. Insubs...

Prometheus

The exhortations of traditionalism ring hollow: the echoing footsteps of cross-bearing martyrs, the rejection of free will, the inability to meet the challenge of critical thought and individualism. Heads bowed and eyes closed to the joys of today. Three thing...

Rats and Mice and Swarms of Lice

It's not my fault. I'm a victim of stolen youth, born a villain. This life impoverished, this mind untrained--where else can I turn but to violence, to the power of intimidation, to attack and abuse? Forever searching for advantage, any advantage. It's not my...

Screaming at a Wall (Minor Threat cover)

I'm gonna knock it down any way that I can. I'm gonna scream. I'm gonna yell. But I don't want to have to use my hands. It's like screaming at a wall. Someday it's gonna fall. You've built this wall up around you. And now you can't see out. And...

Shorties with MP 40's, The Personal Is the Political

Our sisterhood is a vast and powerful ocean, a deep well of true meaning sustaining consistent and conflicting emotions and giving life value, while the constant flow of the tides caress the sides of impassive rock and create the contours of interaction that t...

Sifting (Nirvana cover)

Afraid to grade. Wouldn't it be fun. Cross, self loss. Wouldn't it be fun. Wet your bed. Wouldn't it be fun. Some feel none. Wouldn't it be fun. Your eyes, teacher said. Preacher said. Don't have nothing for you. Spell the smell. Wouldn't it be fun. Search for...

Skinwalker

And at once I realize that the hand I hold is black with corruption, that the gilded rhetoric is a sibilant mantra meant to stifle guilt, that the staunch discipline of tradition is merely the coward's path, and that this descent into compromise is the d...

Smoke Pigs

Please calm down with all the violent rhetoric. Some people who put on a badge are just trying to help people--just trying to do some good. My dad, mom, uncle, aunt, brother, sister, son, daughter is a cop. I don't want to hear another word about bribery. I do...

Something in the Way (Nirvana cover)

Underneath The Bridge Tarp Has Sprung A Leak And The Animals I've Trapped All Become My Pets And I'm Living Off Of Grass And The Drippings From The Ceiling It's Okay Eating Fish Cause They Don't Have Any Feelings Something In The Way Mmmm... Somethi...

Spin the Black Circle (Pearl Jam cover)

See this needle...a see my hand... Drop, drop, dropping it down...oh, so gently... Well here it comes...I touch the plane... Turn me up...won't turn you away... Spin, spin...spin the black circle Spin, spin...spin the black, spin the black... Spin, spin....

Sweet Leaf (Black Sabbath cover)

Alright now. Won't you listen? When I first met you, didn't realize. I can't forget you, for your surprise. You introduced me, to my mind, and left me wanting, you and your kind. I love you. Oh you know it. My life was empty, forever down. Until you took me, s...

Take off Your Skin and Dance in Your Bones

T'ain't no sin to take off your skin and dance around in your bones. 

The Butcher's Bill

We're always crying that we want to be free. But when the shadow of danger looms, and when the mob scents fear: we collectively gasp; we shut our eyes; we abandon our convictions; we grovel and crawl before the Great Seal; we prostrate ourselves before the all...

The Defeatist's Lament

Homme mort ne fait guerre et je suis mort. 

The Eyes of the World Are upon You

Enter panoptic nightmare: Freedom ignored; hopes of privacy abandoned. Jeremy--your visions have been realized. Samuel--the world is now a prison. An omniscient presence permeates all. The cold gaze of our superiors spies on us from cyclopean eyes, eavesdroppi...

The Road of Many Names

Pale-skinned, marsh dwellers, emerge from your murky caves. Wanderlust takes hold. The way stands clear, a gaping maw set to swallow the future. We travel across the burning sands to an open coast, greeted with waves of indifference. Northward--over mountains...

The Severed Genitals of Every Rapist Hang Bleeding from These Trees

These open hands that once would have offered forgiveness and even rehabilitation are now closed fists bludgeoning flesh. A knife across your throat opens a wide, red mouth forever mute to taunts, to insults, to threats. You are nothing, empty, worthless....

The Song of Illuminate Darkness

The behaviors imposed by society are but a veneer surrounding the darkness, a saving illusion hollow at the core. The darkness is the truth. It stands in silent righteousness, the background that reveals the foreground. And no human fabrication can supplant it...

The Unnamed Path

Into the dark night of the soul: emotional balance restored; self-limiting beliefs forsaken; cultivate the Shadow Self; spirituality made visceral. We have healed the religious wounds of a stifling upbringing. We have absolved ourselves of shame and...

The Witch Cunt

This woman is Athena. This woman is Medusa. No longer the vehicle of her male counterpart, she is armed and militant - yet in no way a reflection of the stolid directness, the frank simplicity, the violent impotence of the masculine savage. Compulsion...

The Work Ethic Myth

We have paved the roads that have led to our own oppression. Fear of the unknown, of rejection, has put brutes and villains in power. The fetters that restrict our arms and throats were cast by our own hands, just as we have set our own guards at the door. We...

Their Hooves Carve Craters in the Earth

The memories of revolution disappear as the wind shifts. But a mighty, reckless, shameless, conscienceless, proud crime--it rumbles in distant thunder. And do you not see how the sky grows presciently silent and dark? Propaganda must be by deed, insurrec...

There There

All as if you were alone. Nobody left you, but you're always not better. It's unmistakable. I'm only here for understanding. You better. Hey, there there. You're not the least of us. Don't look at me like a defect. I'm just unlearning. Don't worry. H...

They Stretch Out Their Hands

The fire's light casts shadows across the faces of abandoned gods. Looming stone monoliths stand silently as a pantheon of superstition burns: emotional immolation. The thorned crown of self sacrifice, the horns and fur of immature rebellion, the false personi...

Tyrant

We're slaves to conditioning. Hidden eyes judge us from the heavens, unseen fingers choking free will back down our throats. You can never escape the foul presence of christianity. And to ignore the divine contradictions, and to reject a fictitious morality, a...

View of a Burning City

Fiery spires raised to pierce the veil of hermetic, nourishing night. Concrete standards to proclaim the tyranny of industry's might. The heralds that announce the imminence of cancerous disease, unending plague. Nauseous. The bodies piled high. Magg...

Voices in the Wilderness

The death throes of daylight set the sky ablaze. Silent pyres are heaped with the bodies of the meek. A twilight inferno: prelude to utter blackness, the Erlking's only boon. In the shadow which offers no relief we explore the caverns of thought and pluck star...

What Blood Still Flows from These Veins

Twenty-six years of self-imposed exile. Now I stagger from the desert, both eyes blind, without hands. But I still see. And I must act. Is there nothing left to do but dissolve my conscience? What good is sympathy, what good is approval, when everyda...

With a Life Extinguishing Elegance

This freezing chamber is inescapable. These ashen walls are insurmountable. Empty sockets see nothing but black, black, black abyss. Endless gloom. Endless solitude. A lifeless form. Twilight eternal. The current sweeps their bodies to shore. The last reminder...