And yes, lyrics keep pouring down, like something that's pouring down. Water?
Anyway/anyhow, here's something I managed to drag down from the spaces between mind and matter. Needless to say, there's also a recorded structure of song existing. Soon, I hope, there'll bee a complete recorded song, too. And, if you ever are about to ask about it, it is blues, or at least near.
Total Kluster
Addiction
To slavery
To Grind
Addictive
Explosions
To people
To masses
Explosives
Begging peasants bleeding for
Whip and fortune, haunted core
five seconds in oblivion
greedy to fall there again
beat me, bite me
be my guest
eat me, crack me
complete the quest
It's got four legs
and it's on the way
to worship mutated
reflections of the day
How long
will bravery
hold hands
with wisdom?
how far
can you go
to watch
the will to live
Begging peasants bleeding for
Whipped cream, haunted core
five seconds, sugar
until you're sane again
beat me, bite me
be my guest
eat me, crack me
complete the quest
It's got four legs
and it's on the way
to worship mutated
reflections of the day
Thursday, August 21, 2008
(45th)Total Kluster
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