Unpersons piosenki

Standing tall in the pervertion of innocence falling below meaning's understudy: pretension, sickly and sharp as a sin. pains in me so hard. 

He the falling sheath a dream of last christ-- sheath us cry. 

We all starve. We all starve in here. in a burning black teardrop. a sense of my own fear. hold out. hold out your hands. feel it all go. retched up on evil sands. when you get there let me know if you saw the look in the starving burning crying...

If entered unseen, unseemly, obscene, would obliterate. however, if noticed, heard, loses power, stumbles, crumbles as breaking stone of a pillar in a temple of defeated sweat. the passive smoke, dilated, perfumed in air, exhausted, articulates with...

No angel no demon to play the part. fulfilled in halcyon lies, for the face is blank, empty as the grave. the symptom is but the last quiver, the victim another mark in no book, another scar on no arm. Failure signed in blood have no name, singin...

The white houses standing vacantly deceptive against the black inscrutable sky. it seems as if they contain only two dimensions: they have no depth, nor are they moving through time. the wind blowing around them sweeps the sky empty and tangles masses of sc...

it spreads out and branches. it boils it boils it boils it thinks with the h-eye piece that outside word of the endless collapse. that word in the back of my throat is a path to say all i ever forgot to say is a path to say all i ever forgot in the b...

Snippet from a recording of the gospel hymn "I Am Bound for the Promised Land". 

We are the lions. We sleep in cemeteries and crouch in the tattered rags of bitter cold sundays. Sharpening claws on the gravestones of love. we eat the empty screaming down the pain with eyes so, so cold and nothing to gain. Sold our loves for a numb...