released 26 December 2008
Brian Tobin: Lyrics, Vocals, Beat on "Ways", Minor composition and input on various tracks
Josiah Tobin: Instruments, Samples, Beat Programming, Recording, Mixing/Mastering, Artwork, Additional Vocals on "...Into Sand"
Shake the crowd out of complacency into the place to be
Machine to take the agency down, kick the radio's balls
Everybody rise with me once for all
Give it all you got, cassette tapes, no set shakes
I rock all night to the tune of the tech break
I give you a neck-ache, you can't resist it
Audio Molten Riser kicks it
Rock to the audio molten riser
Rock to the audio molten
Knock the sense into their head just like punk rock
Unstoppable force, this ain't junk pop
This is the rap bazooka, aimed straight at your face
I load the beats up and lay you to waste
With a taste of flame, decimating pain, like a freight train
Blowing through your brain, supplemented by a bullet rain
The rhyme slays, but for us it gives energy
Drink Molten Riser and dance on your enemies, blaze
(Mosh Part)
Rock to the audio version of hot rock submersion
Incurs the wrath of all herdsmen - back!
Rap like there ain't no tomorrow
They wanna take the fire and cut me off the source
No thanks, I break ranks with the plain and normal
Try molten riser and fly, twist the portal
Why? We ain't mortal, we're comin' to get ya
Audio Molten Riser lets ya -
Rock to the audio molten riser
Rock to the audio molten
Track Name: U3 (It's a Monster!!)
It's a monster...
Think what you want, but you don't know where you've been
Try to walk to your cell but it's locked again
You tried to walk, but the walk put your image in mind
To let you walk like a dog through your pitiful life
When you were born, took up the phone
You're torn, alone
Your father taught fear, and your mother taught you to hope
They got you walking the rope, they got you beating your friends
Cause it burns - stop, twitch, recoil, you got to learn, got to learn!
Killing all minds to pacify power
Making you think you're weak and don't matter
Making you think you'll drown in hot water
It's a monster
Making you think to fight your own mindstate
Taking your angels out to the slaughter
Running as fast as you can, but they got her
It's a Monster!
Take your crazy star away
Push! You gotta get them away
Because they love you so hard that they crush your spirit
And as the demon walks in by the backdoor and you attack more
They call you sick to give it a kick - like "what's that for?!"
They thought a genius would act the same as a sheep-shit?
You wanna do it different? Oh, you must be a beatnik!
You got the skill to tell the system to get bent
But somehow you're a loser cause your girlfriend isn't accidentally pregnant
Killing all minds to pacify power
Making you think you're weak and don't matter
Making you think you'll drown in hot water
It's a monster
Making you think to fight your own mindstate
Taking your angels out to the slaughter
Running as fast as you can, but they got her
It's a Monster!
Take your crazy star away
Don't show emotion
They'll mock you if you're high
Don't let 'em see you
They might talk you into their lie
Don't take no chances
Kill every single one
With them will sink your sadness
And you can fly away to the sun
It's a monster...
Think what you want, but you'll never love now
You're too used to HATE to remember how
You've been betrayed, all May, thinking the wrong way
The bomb may drop the wrong bodies into the bay
Even if you won and you got command
There's not a woman on this Earth who would want your hand!
You gotta run, as fast as you can
But there ain't no escaping your Master's plan
Taking all minds to pacify power
Making you think you're weak and don't matter
Making you think you'll drown in hot water
It's a Monster
Making you think to fight your own mindstate
Running your angels out to the slaughter
Running as fast as you can, but the end is gone
You're a Monster!!!
Take your crazy star away
You're gone buddy
Track Name: Ways of Two Warriors
I'm a rebel, fed with the people
Who act and think like they can see through to my soul
I never had spirit, I don't need it at all
My skin is tougher than titanium nails, I don't get hurt
I don't fall, watch me, my flesh doesn't burn
I live with the cold, because love is oversold
I am capable of beating YOU down
To anyone that fucks with me, be ready to regret what you've done to me
I'm in it for me, I don't need your support, bitch
You fuckers are weak, want me to march? I'll march!
If I can walk over hot coals, end up in the hospital
So fuckin' what, I still got my testosterone
I need it, I walk, talk, spit and I bleed it
I'm a fighter, I can take whatever I see
And I don't need this prestigious honors of being spiritual
Hear it go...I don't believe in miracles
Anything I do, I do alone, and I suffer for it
Life's a bitch, you don't get shit if it ain't a struggle
Bore it through to your head, if I get left open I'm dead, bang
You can't understand? Take a look at this game
It's all about my survival, I got MY protection
I just wasn't born with luck so I get the fuck my own way
I have no fear when I say...
This is a warrior
This is a warrior's way
My word is law, and I'll do whatever it takes
I never do break, so I don't need to talk like I'm big
I'm bigger than talk, how you think you figure I walk the distance?
I don't figure, I just don't overthink, and that's wisdom
I'm not your victim, I make my own life, I don't need to feel sickened
I have fear, I have doubt, never without
I just don't listen though they scream and they shout, I'm tuning 'em out
I don't always get through without falling
But you won't see me stay down, and you won't see me crawling
When I come to the finish line, I let loose, that's what I shine
I have a critical mind, I just don't let it hold me back whenever I'm rockin'
I'll have just started a landslide by the time I reach the bottom
And in any case I'll keep momentum
To roll right back up to the next face and face the next challenge
I'm skilled in mental, emotional, physical and spiritual weaponry
I step in and you see I'm dead-calm with infinite energy
There's just no bending me or tempting me with empty comfort
I've forsaken that road in order to order the world to get what I want
I'm set for the front, the back, plus both sides
I can take what comes, I live and die by what I say
This is a warrior
This is a warrior's way
Bass solo!!!
Track Name: The Clock Struck Four
Walk to the store, signposts and advertising
Needing a fix, but Metropolis is downsizing
I'm trying to buy things, it's incredibly awkward
I wish I had a soul - wait, but how if I can't talk to her?!
Cause outside, there's people holding up protest signs, to tease us
Talkin' about they've been saved by Jesus
Who is the villain? Kill the building
Save the children, death to defy
An evil woman for the man who can't cry
A pretty fuckin' picture for the kid who's gonna die
Suicide world, monsters hope to live fast
It's a stupid decision to make incision to your past, so
Take a quick walk to the store
Tick-tock, the clock struck four
War
Take a quick walk to the store
Tick-tock, the clock struck four
Netburst!
You gotta keep up the speed
Suck the power, give the freaks what they need
To pump the core clock fast, stop the madness
They only wanna run your whole life like molasses
Processor chips are going fast
Thought grains, you take 'em and then make 'em into glass
Bubble forming, checkin the warmanship
Talk to all my friends, and they're all probably sick
Makin' me sick, makin' me ill
Watch from the fence, it's a bitter damn pill
Take a quick walk to the store
Tick-tock, the clock struck four
War
Take a quick walk to the store
Tick-tock, the clock struck four
Prescott!
You gotta beef up the FAT
Keep ahead for five seconds, throw your head back and laugh
To stick your stick into the quick-pit fast
But in six ticks your shit'll be ripped limb-from-ass
It's all about power in the face of excessive,
Oppressive monopolization from the King of the Cowards
Stay in the god-damn loop, be King of the Kill (KILL!)
Or you get called mentally ill!
The clock ticks 33.33333333% fast
When you rip the guts out cap to make it last
Take a cold blast, but this shit gets old fast
So take it for one-half ration in cold cash
Take a quick walk to the store
Tick-tock, the clock struck four
War
Take a quick walk to the store
Tick-tock, the clock struck four
GFX!
You gotta keep up the speed
2900XT
V6K!
You gotta keep up the speed
2900XT
Napalm!
You gotta keep up the speed
2900XT
Brute force!
You gotta keep up the speed
2900XT
Nitro!
You gotta keep up the speed
2900XT
Quad pump, you gotta feed me free
Gorge your country on GSC!
Track Name: All Signs Point to On Fire
Cause I'm a god damn god of rap, Phoenix Jongleur
Compared to last year's tripe, I live longer
Stupid def is an understa'
The rhyme's stupid in the head like the DMCA
I'm high fantasy, Colosseums packed over capacity
They tried to psyche me out and can't believe my audacity
Shut up, I can't believe your Mobility Radeon 7500, upgrade and get your gaming on!
You can't handle me, that's a fallacy
The melody's a malady, you're overpriced like Fatal1ty
And the uncanny valley like Macha-K-Velli
The beat clocks like a 300A Celly
I'm all about cookin' up a sizzlin' blaze
When it comes to foes, I take 'em ten ways
They want me play games spoon-fed from a ladle
But I get freaky like the Shalebridge Cradle
So what's the diagnosis, Doc, is it dire?!
"All signs point to on fire"
Cause I'm a Phoenix, always on fire, guaranteed best
The wee pests try to emulate me like ZSNES
I be better than pitiful petty neanderthals
The lyricals smack 'em 360 like a tetherball
Never fall, out the sky cause I'm a sun ray
I cannot die, I don't care what the guns say
I'm done obeying your private army
Bandwagon?! We got our own Bandferrari!
Stomp like Volari, your sorry ass
Is gonna wish it paid attention in Mythology class
Now you're strapped in the back of a Cadillac
You pretentious ass, Imma smack you with a backpack
Full of lead bricks on the fast track to success
Get with the program cause static sucks, yes?
So where's all the MCs thought they were nice?
All signs point to On Ice!
I mean they're dead, now you color me a liar?!
All Signs Point to On Fire!!!
Track Name: Drive it off a Cliff
Walk around town once or twice, take in the sight
The only people that survive, children of the night
The time is right for some action
Smashin' on vampires and rats trying to hog the light
Fighting the fight, fight like a trooper, get there faster
From the middle of the city to streams through green pastures
I mention, the medicine makes me get tense
Defense is worth twenty-odd percent of pretense, so
You can take your drive and drive it off a cliff
You can take your drive and drive it off a cliff
You can take your drive and drive it off a cliff
You can take your drive and drive it like the madman you are
Drive your car far away to where the lovers are
Don't wanna see you hit the tar, Steppin' on a Star
I rap to live and live to rap, I rip and tear
A metalhead but you can see it when I whip my hair
I couldn't care less about your success
With sex with prostitutes, career down the laundry chutes
It's all about proof, and I got it
To argue the point, you must be psychotic
You can take your drive and drive it off a cliff
You can take your drive and drive it off a cliff
You can take your drive and drive it off a cliff
You can take your drive and drive it like a maniac
Take it back down to the source of dark fire
You try hard, but you can't win, you're a liar
A loser, can't control your own shoes, with your own booze
Can't even control your own villainous urges
Every time someone gets the urge as such
I get the urge to rap a third as much
And still come out satisfied, I get DRIVEN
So don't you ever tell me I got no reason for livin', cause
You can take your drive and drive it off a cliff
You can take your drive and drive it off a cliff
You can take your drive and drive it off a cliff
You can take your drive and drive it like a once brilliant retarded imbecile,
Better make sure your limbs are still!
You know the purpose of the ride you just bought
Bargaining your last single fuckin' pillar of strength
You got played and now won't go to no particular length
To take down your addiction, everybody's on it
Tickety-tick-tock, there goes another comet
Everybody's wishing for girls and boys
But the horrible noise is makin' me wanna rob them of joys
They won't be kissing next year, the bitching killing my ear
They won't be driving to the movies, they'll be spilling the tears
They won't be driving past the City cause the City is Fear
They won't be crying for the pity cause the pity is HERE
It's a damn shame, look at the pileup, the rain can dry up the pain
But it don't change the fact,
The driver is dead flesh, the spirit is love's soul
I only wish that everybody would have a sense of control
You can take your drive and drive it off a cliff
You can take your drive and drive it off a cliff
You can take your drive and drive it off a cliff
You can take your drive and drive it like the sad man you are
Track Name: Burn
Well here's one that's gonna kick your damn ass
Slowin' it down to try to get some class
Cause sometimes when I listen to some other MCs,
I get pretty annoyed by their simplicity
So let's go, I ain't gonna bust this rap simple
Flow like this, prolly never get a wrinkle
Maybe, maybe, Imma have to step up and talk like a baby
So MCs can understand me, cause normally I'm capable of meeting the demand for speed
Takin the rake and then sweepin up all who be creepin and crawlin
And fakin and rushin and brushin the dustbin and dustin off all of the
Previous devious-scribblin papers and dippin your pagers in corrosive acid
Cause one day the techheads will all get their asses kicked
Tryin to fly, and no getting high was allowed
But I'm proud not to have that sort of shit disturb me
Yeah, holler if you heard me
Except that you didn't cause I'm fast as a blur be
Burn!
MCs have ADD, their rhyme's simple, mine's complex like AD&D
Your CD come free, with a year of AT&T
So when you pull a Metallica don't be complainin' to me
See I get juice, every time I get up I let loose
Phoenix, leavin' the rap world in a neck-noose
Rock, do it the right way, Code Blackbird
Phoenix is tight - hey, that's what the cold facts were
Got my Bachelor's degree in Thinking Straight
PhD's in Creativity and Logic, respectively
Respecting me is not a problem for most folks
I'm the one that's givin' this hip hop shit the most hope
The most dope, and if I'm not, then I'll fight for the title
You best believe I'll write a mile-long marathon
Errors? Wrong, perfect as the camera's on
Phoenix Voice is flowin' on strong like the Amazon
Burn!
Want me to bow to a hater?
It ain't happening, like figuring out love on a calculator
Falcon Invaders over the balcony, killing with alchemy
I step out and they run because they know I burn naturally
Listen, hark - they got as much chance of beating me
As I would of getting a smart fan if I was Linkin Park
Naturalest, the way I write's prolly blasphemous
Tried to learn theory, but remembered I'm not a MASOCHIST
Matchin' this?! That's a mighty heady concept
Not for those who grow their heads by driving 'round in Convettes
I mean...Corvettes, see how bloody the floor gets
When it comes to common sense, I am a war vet
I rock eight ways to tuesday
Hope to the good and to villains I bring Doomsday
So go now, do not ask how I know how
I FEEL how, that's how I got to where I be at now
Burn!
Track Name: Crossing the Hazeline
Oh Blackbird, take it away...
Look around you, looking through the ruins and turn, beautiful burn
The newer generation got to learn
When we wish for good times, looking at the past
You don't know it was polluted and packed it full of trash, still
Fell from grace, but it's the same as it is now
This beauty was once a site of pure bitterness, drip down
Tainting the earth, no human being could touch
But human beings are NOT earth, cause the earth is too much
To even control, you have to understand when you weep
Your soul will take time to its end while you sleep
You got to be into the time at hand
Cause if you think about it too much, it's over
STAND!!!
Track Name: Colosseum
In a word full of evil, cold, harsh and shifty
Musically speakin, you should have come from the sixties
Cause there wouldn't be the temptation to go "WABADABADAH I'M PISSED"
And wreck your pipes cause thrash didn't exist
I bash kids, I'm gonna rip, will rip, have ripped the fabric
Yo space-time, your jeans gonna need a new patch, kid
I ratchet up the difficulty so no MC can touch me
Disappear with vapor trails, no point in trying to rush me
Trust me, test me, I move quicker than Rebel XD
I'm goddamn fast, and I ain't trying to look sexy
Look, I wasn't kidding with my Pull No Punches
If honesty was a god, I'd be the leader of the cult, kid
Sound coming up outta the ground, what?
Yeah, I'm making a deal with the devil and making HIM sign to the fine print, WHAT!
That's how I do to appear superhuman
I teleport, you're still stuck in your car like Gary Numan
Mysteriously bringing your doom, be still as you fall
When it comes to energy, I'm killing them all
I am the savior, of a lyric in danger
Cause rap is a joke and I'm about to piss-take ya!
I'm the epitome, of a venomous enemy
Try to cross me, I've already crossed you out the recipe
I'm never wreckin a beat recklessly,
And I never hesitate to smack a punk for knocking my creative energy
You're insecure, and you're constantly pissed!
Your girl's got so much makeup, if you kissed her you'd look like KISS!
I got no time to waste with a bigger diss, I got bigger fish
For example, political gibberish
The minute you mention Bush, you've just dated your rap
And that's three minutes of your legacy you ain't gettin' back
So ha, shut up, get your battle on
I kick you off of the night train to babylon
Then jam this song out the side of the car
Until the label wants to sue me for piracy, then it's WAR
Cry some more, like never before
I drag your sorry ass out, then get to the core
Rap is a bore, when it's playing in the back of a store
I give a slacker what for, rap with passion galore
I don't pose, I'm a metalhead, head to toes
You cannot fuck with Randy Rhoads
They call me the right-keeper, you're just a bite-sheeper
It ain't possible to make your life cheaper
If I see any punch-ins, Imma punch 'em out to make it straight
Your regular take you couldn't stop from blowing with a paperweight
Terminator of those with no merits
Claim to control the mic but can't control their own larynxes
Flagrant system error, systematic terror
In the hearts of several companies with an aristocratic air
Oh yes, you know I'm talkin' about you
Go ahead, trip over yourselves to try to get me in bed
But you'll never succeed, I'll even play you at greed
And see who can get the biggest following
I don't even need MCs what can't write good english
Invented the word "psyche", but you can't even spell that right no more
Fuck fightin' a war, I don't need to, I just direct them to my record and bugger off
Cause every MC within the vicinity hits me with accusations of everything
Other than being a shitty MC
So take your IM speak and shove it, you don't love it
You're just a chav and that's about the crux of it, BOW!
Track Name: Gravity Kills
It's the world-wide epidemic
Of hot shit gettin' shoved aside for tripe like this
Hypeness, is next to Impossible, behind Not Yet
Making out with Ain't Gonna Happen, flirting with Don't Bet
Although there's hope yet, not an amateur, nope - vet
Shattering fads like a jackhammer to a stone pet
I told you that I burn, but you didn't learn your chemistry
Few can lay it down like this, and one of them is me
That's obvious though, so here's another question
How many who flow can flow 24/7 for eight years
'Fore taking praise across the board
From people who hate hip hop and were born before the second war
I transcend from North Van to Compton
Wack rappers get laughed off worse than Jack Thompson
Carry on then, I don't give two flying shits
About no lying pricks and entertainment-hating scientists
I'll be flying ships around the broken planet's dying bits
Before the human race'll pry the shit from inside of it
Go to Redmond, and bust the door down with fat kicks
Then use hat tricks to Kill Bill like Beatrix
The fact is I question if I'm really insane, yo
Sure I got my demons... I got 'em on a payroll!
Yeah, you stuck-up suits don't have any fun
Your back's against the wall cause of my motherfuckin' Gravity Gun
Well it's a good thing my bro's beat can start up a party
Cause god knows that yours sound like fuckin' Atari,
Huh, are we having fun yet? Whaddaya say, noob?
You couldn't rock a box if GH was on Gamecube
I'll take you, into a corner then paint you into it, red
I ain't having you rippin' on this metalhead
I go ballistic, kiss your pissin' limits goodbye
MCs with limitations hit their head on the sky
Shred 'em like Vai, heavy with 10KW power supply
No voice can overpower mine, although they try
But ultimately fail, cause they got no passions
Anyone that steps up is in for thirty lashin's
Mashin' them into the dirt like Kal' Lasn does
Every time some capitalistic shit happens
It's overbearing, no expense has been spared
I pay the radio to keep the stench off the air
The rent is fair, you're gonna need the check for some dental care
Obsessed with metal yet conservatives want me to trim my hair
It ain't happenin', listen to them yappin'
Actin' like I only got a year before I pack it in
I'm tackling and talking up the new trick that I taught the pup
The job is up, I found you out, you just soft as slush
If thoughts could crush, you'd be featherlight
So take a stainless steel wrench to your cranium
And screw your fuckin' head on tight
Yeah, Freddy was right...
I kick 'em to the street and leave 'em biting the dust, like
You just might be hooked after only one fill
Who wanna get paid for thinking like Napoleon Hill
Homie and chill, I ain't gonna waste time with your moaning, I'l ill
And y'all don't see me bitch about the role that I fill
I change it like Annihilator change singers
I never lose a challenge to lyrical pain-bringers
My brain figures, my spirit writes
If you don't like it you can take a deep breath,
Cause I'm climbing to clearer heights
I excite, never let boredom infest this
I'm sicker than a junkie who's just snorted asbestos
Your chest is, running out of steam, have some batteries
You kick the shit with less emotion than Keanu Reeves
Please, I'm puttin' MCs in the freezer
Like Japanese cartoons, I leave you with a seizure
Rap bands, knocking 'em down with backhands
They're wack man, they're butchering lines worse than a bad trans
It's over, call FATE down upon your asses
You couldn't see the heart with........x-ray glass
And when it comes to that
I'm out like breaker blowing your sat, stat
Gravity kills!
Track Name: Can't Kill a Phoenix in Flame
FEN, comin with the heat to the stress from the rage to the zen
How you gonna get past a mythical beast?!
Unleash uncomfortable amounts of heat AT LEAST
Dragon flame burn the country, try to punch me, burn you crunchy
People hunt me, but they don't get a feather from me
They don't understand what power they play with
A Phoenix's Voice will lift hearts and crack pavement
I represent hope, I represent life, I represent redefining the meaning of drive
When I fly, I'm alive, no matter the size of your guns,
The fire of fate rips across the night sky
Fight by weapons or fight by fear
Don't matter who you are, you still get it right in your ear
I am the master, of all things fierce and proud
I pierce the clouds loud enough for you to hear me now
You can't kill a beast in flame
Can't kill a phoenix in flame
You can't kill a beast in flame
Can't kill a phoenix in flame
Now, many people try to tell me how to walk productively
But I got these BURNING WINGS, walking ain't worth a fuck to me
Turn the weather outside from sunshine to pissing rain
Burn a bunch of emo kids sweet-talking and kissing pain
I tear the fuck out the miserable stains on your shirt
Watch the twenty-odd survivors hit the dirt, LOOK
I'm just a phoenix, I'm not even trying
But still you people think even when I'm laying down I must be flying
Fine, I rip vocal cords out of the throats of whores
I catch you fuckin' round and think that you won't get yours
A burning death of the old days is the sole way to even survive
Now quit the live action role-play, you faker
The reckoning has come, you'll meet your maker by the setting sun
Cause you bet you're number one
Yet all the MCs run, who's the genius now, I'm the realest choice
Get your whole shit torn up by PHOENIX VOICE
You can't kill a beast in flame
Can't kill a phoenix in flame
You can't kill a beast in flame
Can't kill a phoenix in flame
Now, a lot of people like DENY THEIR ROOTS
Especially boys who wouldn't be caught dead rapping about shit else than shootin' shit
I use magic and pyrokinesis, slay beasts with their weakest diseased pieces
Delusions of grandeur - the beat rips flesh until it cleanses the soul
Bending your whole being towards defending your role
But I don't have to try, so take me back to die, for the thousandth time
Turn your back - I rise, flaming eyes, stab your valentine
You don't know what passion is, you lack it!
I rap with more of that than half the planet
With the landing of a massive fist
I crush the unlucky ones that can't stand it
I stand to demand the whole planet
For ransom, when I dust the crust from it
Plus, I bust harder than your brain does, after I bust!
The thrust of my gist is you can't trust the fist
Not to punch the bullshit and strike through the mist
Track Name: ...Into Sand
In comes the day, and you make it tomorrow
You can't escape the way of the world
It comes to your mind
It comes to your mind
All my emotions into sand
As I make to raise my hand
Peace always ends in disaster
Now all the bottles on the floor
Why's peace always end in war
Take it down to the bottom
In comes the day, and you take in the sunrise
You can't ignore the beauty of air
It comes to your soul
It comes to your soul
All my emotions into sand
As I make to raise my hand
Peace always ends in disaster
Now all the bodies on the floor
Why's peace always end in war
Take it down to the bottom
Fight for your life, will you give it to no one?
At all in the vast and beautiful sky?
Cry for the time to turn with the world
You have to turn your eye
Why not turn bottles into sand
As I make to raise my hand
Peace always ends in disaster
The desert nights will give you rain
When you wake to see the day
It will be shining forever...
Track Name: The Road
Hold the same flame, and they reign same, with the same rain, and the same rain with the same sharp pain /
heart stained with the blood of the gods, you thought / it matters not what you thought / it can't stop
cracked rock / backlogged / track fogged / don't know where you're off to / cough / chew thoughts / with
headphones to rock to / stare at the blocked view / the glass will be stained forever / never will this
aspartame / be as sweet as the time when there was time to change / find a range / hit it till your mind
won't change / there is no place left / where will you go? / take the road to nowhere and hope to grow? /
the coldest snow falls on the mountain peaks / reflect / ever since birth you were bound to seek / to dive
down deep / dreamwaves ripple and leap / from crystal lake waters / of which you speak / but lose the thought /
brainwash / wake / the train stopped / dreams start to blur and crossfade off / into infinity / infinity
cannot be contained in this state of divinity / affinity / fir trees blur in symmetry / ripping apart seams
of reality / currently dreams just a mentality / trust in the fantasy / as dust settles down like rust /
on humanity...
For eight days / your brainwaves / worked like chained slaves / the rain pounds the sidewalks / and creates
haze / gaze through as the mist defrays / waterfalls know not of twisted ways / water falls from skies of
misty grey / tears fall with the rains for blissful days / every wish you made was miscontained / misconstrued /
vision is medicinal food / use the gift / don't let it fall away / through the rift / sun doesn't see its day...
So as you make your way back / along the train track / eyes shut, mind awake / just lay / back / in the
meadowglade / peace in sunlight / feast on what might be / be tongue-tied / become wide awake / in the wake of
the wave / save / thought for the conscious / words for the waking days / cities are seduced by the use of
mass-produced rage...