Lyrics:
a tide comes in
The certainties have shifted
Words deleted incompleted
The hissing drift of wintering
Sculpted scar of his words leaves a stain
No
breakdown has failed
So I'm whispering secrets
Hush, hush, on the loudspeaker
Words sculpted on verse become absurd
But it's the best I've got to get
kissed you
If I kissed you
What would Michelangelo say
Would he still have sculpted David
Would we be immortalized in clay
Would the poets write
breathing
Is sculpted with this binding gel.
But come, my love, and rescue me
From failure.
Cover me with an opium sheet,
Embrace me with gossamer;
Kiss
love
Through a mass of words I simply don't remember
Though I know I said never
Never, yet in love
In wealth I gazed the sculpted circulation
In
Angels of doom in hostile times.
Victims of our own reality.
Trapped inside.
Trapped inside a world I've sculpted without others' pain.
Built upon.
All shapes and colours
Rolled and stained in aging hands
Sculpted explosions
Histories unfold
Our Jackson Pollocked earth turns
A silent witness
ANNU KUNUK NERGAL
ANNU KUSSUM PAZUZU
ULTU ULLA
BIT LITUM
hark the howl ov pestilential wind!
Atem, devourer ov life forever blackening!
sculpted in
are sculpted into life
By the hands of death
We are gods in the making
Here for the taking
We are wolves
Yield to the dragon's embrace
Grief is a craft I've perfected at last
I burn
Bow down and learn
Into the mold I've been sculpted and cast
Now sternly cry and yearn
Discipline my
when my arms and legs can't move
I'm frozen here
Sculpted in the moment
With beautiful nowhere to go
and nothing to prove
Weightless In Your Web
a silent room
Hang me on the wall
Watch me frozen still
Violence is your art
Please don't leave me here
Sell me in pieces
Static in a frame
Sculpted by
comes from the mire of darkness
Drink from the cup of oblivion to die in the flesh
Elevate the fragment of Divine above the sculpted dust
Nothing will
and Parisian wife
Always seasoned rice
The animals you find in the jungle
On the table sculpted in ice throw the dice
Leg drop after a big boot
1, 2, 3, it’s
dynasty
Will be sculpted
Across the constellations
Their Kingdoms shall fall
Sequestered in the night sky the tapestry of stars
False czars and their
Within the jaws of earthly toil
Among the dust of ashen soil
She fell from empyrean halls
And sculpted nature's walls
Into the blackness of night
And from these germs have grown the lower worlds
The worlds of matter sculpted from the mire
Darkness that burdens the incarnated light
Comprehended not
Too tall but not tall enough.
Look how the fabric over sculpted skin is dispersed.
Is this all you notice?
You attack your, friends before they, hurt
air that roared
Forgotten fragments scarred my face
Sculpted, frozen, thawed
Towering, yet anchored
Holder of their breath
Locus, shadow,
Defiant
Born in fire
Made for Glory
Sculpted by war
Freedom
With no remorse
If you see his eyes up close
You will feel the chaos
Can you see his
good and make big seeds like a mango
NFL ready, sculpted for the clay court
Simple spaghetti shifting in the gray sport
Suck my dick bitch real good
for real I feel insulted
I should be sculpted
My bitch is cultured, six coasted
We sue the beast, true beef
The loot increase, I dip with two G's
again...
Knowing that I never would...
Dreaming of you
Won't help me to do
All that I dream I could...
Passing bells
And sculpted angels,
Cold
approach, you see that the stallion is, in fact, Ninja Brian
His muscles glistening sweat as he carries my sculpted body towards you
After literally hours
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