Wreck & Reference piosenki

A glass cage for an animal, it knows the price of this apparent freedom. Inflatable, the past careens down verdant hills. In caves where night has taken up and solitude does visit, even in the afternoons the sounds of its diurnal creep. I know I'll die, too im...

Breaking up in tiny rooms suckling on the teat of space. In lucid fields Ive come to pass in the bottle I do see his face. Mother, have we come to terms when our insides become unlaced. Knowing that itll come to this the absolute nothing black of...

Fear is overtaking me. This land mine mind, and your tripwire hairs. The taste of gunpowder on your lips. Why does my sight unfurl in these moments of desperation? Careening towards the precipice, the plummet I have faced a thousand times. I can only apologize...

where was it that you awoke and saw the treason of your words throwing your body down the stairs sisyphean and resolute where was it that you saw yourself vomit dribbling down your chin knowing true that you've become a stain, a putrid pool of o...

glossy light here mural arch of trees she was another holy vessel for blood but the gap grew slowly rift to canyon he is a good man he eats with his knife absurdities and echoes further this game into temporary solutions that distract m...

From my masted opaque deep the days go by. Seeing my beds empty half, I turned to fall from dark to darkness. Whats it like to not have hands? All the ships have been abandoned. 

Full head of nothing Fail to see the difference Fail to feel the mercy Off to join the flagstaff Always crush me Picture my amazement When it doesn't always pain me And I will reproduce faster Commitment trailblazer Your trail is quite a pu...

The simple slave, in sweat-soaked sheets, aims his shackles, and cuts off his hands. The simple slave, in smoggy pantheon, aims for release, and cuts off his head. Apollo falls asleep behind the wheel. A scar reopens to a wound and pleads in a whimper for infe...

Gagging before green walls. Adopting postures of defeat. Hanging pendants from every weakness. Gnawing at my own restraints. I feel my bones splinter inside me. My nerves knotted, gnarled, and bare. Dry mouth spitting at every mirror. I will call this by its n...

I am the son of a treacherous hand. Told golden and chosen and lifted to light. Reflected in brass on the casket of hope. In spite I decline, I decline, I decline. Now gold turns to lead turns to acid to piss. Naked and awake in the kitchen I see myself, tw...

I fashioned myself a hatred for beauty. Envy steeped in alcohol for eight months. I found myself spitting on murals of possibilities and waking up with bloody fists. I sewed into my arm a reminder of the dread of waking. Not that it was necessary, but like a f...

I was a troubled lover then and unable to put up the dam for a different river and let the valley to grow. Still cuts me up, satin and waning. But you did bring me closer to something that I didn’t know and you did fill me with the urge to go on. But now th...

these cracking bones corrupted their way towards your silhouette sacrosanct and smooth the flicker of halogen like candles in churches i never worshipped a thing of beauty perhaps for those with eyes still in sockets i can't believe in anyth...

Chain smoke rings like a vapor snake kiss She says she don't know why The closer you are, the quicker it hits you The closer you are, the quicker it hits you Now you can see the boys dreaming The closer you are, the quicker it hits you You play t...

These freshly picked flowers that you pressed with your body. Beneath the hardwood. Beneath the shadows. Yellowed, brittle, pure. They fill my mouth with the taste of stale earth. My hunger, unmoved. I promised you nothing, but a firm hand, a sorry smile, a ge...

What if all these books never gave me anything like what she gave me? And what if the monuments we build or the corpses we can still dig up from the soil don't teach us anything? And what if creating more of us doesn't give us anything more? The path up the hi...

I know that when Ill lose myself to ether from the riches of imaginary land, heaven wont be in a place where my blood will pour, filling into stoic rays of will. You and I are vibrations on a newsreel, inexorable seas, modernity. I am not free, nor...

he has the face of a dreamer the poster child for the omega holds a violin on the stoop of a great peaking swollen edifice of silt what we know hides inside a fist and is betrayed prescience into a forest dig up a soldier hold out his bones...

I am not sure of a world outside this wine. But if there is one then I am a bastard of it. Feel the embers warm my bones, in the wasteland that is west. The mountain man is a scary beacon, decide what kind of martyrs we should grow. From the cedar t...

A palpable fear exists love is a ghastly figure. Between illuminated warmer bodies still untapped I am. I file them into ranks. I file myself alongside them, turning another corner of an empty maze. So what if as a child that I believed in freedom? Hands throu...