Lyrics:
the Greek ideal
And gaze on what they'll never feel
Oh, the pitiless revenge of those without friends
The pitiless, the pitiless revenge
Art-hounds know
Right now!
Right here!
We stand alone!
Against pitiless indifference
We stand alone!
Forever confounded
By the burning margins
To get
Subliminal deceit
Blood, blood on your lips
Measure my faith
Come on to die with me
Blood, blood on your lips
You're falling down
Into a pitiless sleep
and pitiless
This I've been
I believe in this love
Stronger by your treachery
Coward and pitiless
This is who I used to be
I feel human
Can't this
being
A puzzle to the noble ones
Ignorant and pitiless they stride
The world around me -
Spartanic, minimalistic
A helpless excuse, a falling
of universally allegorical folk tales
It is all cold, pitiless truth!
And yet, such enlightenment has not been a prize easily won
I have communed with native
above that wheel
But a motorcyclist, no matter how good
Is slave to the oncoming truck
And the poison of her father was her most pitiless luck
forgive her anything
If you look like you, my pretty miss
I wonder where you are tonight
And this place becomes pitiless?
Oh, I couldn't sleep, but
heat
When you're rockin' down
On a cold hard night
Pitiless eyes of the cityless souls
Narrow in the lights
Sorrow upon sorrow
Go ganging up in
of me when I'm gone?
Shielding my eyes from the pitiless light of the glare
Should you care?
When in this world is it enough?
I never thought it could be
straddle and strafe
And struggle in the darkness
Troubling my eyes
Shaped like a lion
It has the head of a man
With a gaze as blank
And pitiless
straddle and strafe
And struggle in the darkness
Troubling my eyes
Shaped like a lion
It has the head of a man
With a gaze as blank
And pitiless
to their vanity
They are beneath my feet
Only now can they learn
As my boot kicks their heads
Pitiless Tormenting
Resolve never wavering
of War!
Women all, hear the call
The pitiless call of War!
Look your last on your dearest ones,
Brothers and husbands, fathers, sons:
Swift they go
I am no ones property
In no others do I trust
For there is no true love
Only varying degrees of lust
Coronary deceased
Pitiless piety
Cadaver pouch plastic cortege
In death their is no honour
The pitiless seduction of the gullible
Intolerable cruelty
The ecstasy of enmity
Your
eyes pitiless as the past
Reborn from its fitful sleep, its hour come again at last
Slouches towards its own Jerusalem to be re-cast
And in my horror I
the sunshine the sun is mine"
Pitiless wanderer
Close your eyes and bow your head
Grotesque thoughts in a line
Threw my wings into the blazing sun
Smile
Somewhere in the desert sands
A shape with lion body and the head of a man
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun
Is moving its slow thighs
While all
inexhaustible
Of oneness that is plausible, the broken rectifiable
Connected, relational
Associate and we can relate, don't waste time, a pitiless state
Memories
the Primordial Strife
Lucifer Suffered a Pitiless Strike
The Serpent prowled the Eden Woods
He seduced to feast on the forbidden Fruit
It's Knowledge led
Lucifer suffered a pitiless strike
The serpent prowled the eden woods
He seduced to feast on the forbidden fruit
It's knowledge led to the fall of man
or sample the drugs
A coin toss so pitiless, insalubrious love
Loves supposed to be penniless but everyone's paying for it
Everyones paying for it
Breakaway,
Hitting the routes to unwind and reload,
my burnished '59 sitting flat on the road.
I smell the road, I sweat the heat,
her pitiless rage throws me
