There was a rhyme that wasn't a rhyme. In a time that wasn't a time. There was a place that wasn't a place. There was a race that wasn't a race. . But I lived in a city no-one knew.
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My faith (faith). And my love. But howl, howl, howl, the pain. . My faith (faith). And my blood. Oh why, why, wild insane. . My faith (faith). And my people.
we go - to the gathering. we go - to the common feeling. we go - anyway we can. we go - to the basic man. we go - get back my senses. we go - with a basic man.
Look at the faces. Whose is the meaning. Forget the passion. Feeding the dead. The fall of because. . Look at the faces. It's cold outside. You're on your own.
Mark out the points, build the pyre. Assemble different drummers, light up the fire. Put on your masks and animal skins. Illumination, illumination. .
Mark out the points. Build the pyre. Assemble different drummers. Light up the fire. Put on your masks. And animal skins. Illumination, illumination. Listen to the drums.
The crowd was one (oblivion ran deep). A consciousness of cannon-fodder walking in its sleep. Vacant expressions (and don't look ahead). Everybody dance with the beautiful dead I said!.
Sitting in my armchair. Thinking again and again and again. Going round in a circle. I, I can't get out. . Then I look around. Thinking day and night and day.
I've tried to understand the ways of men they taught me. They've lost their values as we define a wealth. Semen and blood is all i've got, investments of a future.
We watch them going nowhere, kicking the football. No purpose...? the point boys? in oblivion. Or play games so child-like... they want to win. Look out my windowsill watch bloodshed.
Understanding the meaning of struggle. Giving your whole life to a single passion. Which others may or may not. Consider obsolete. . Like a rare flower.
Province, state and country. The great divide has come. Ten percent shall prosper. To them the kingdom come. . I can see trends behind trends. I can see.
All time was left behind. I made my way to the basic man assembly. Music filled the air and voices sing. Snd then the song became alive. . Stick hit the skin - i hit the stick.
Solitude, solitude. We come into this world alone. and to this place we return again. Far away in a quiet place. Try to think of an open space. I watch my life flash before me.
Time means nothing. Time means nothing to me anymore. Twenty years ago. Twenty years ago and yesterday. All the same to me all the same to me. Yes all the same.
They're dropping bombs again. And they're doing it in your name. All the rational commentaries. In the papers that I read. Marmalade and buttered toast.
It's the age of CVS. Contract to contract. And my stress levels rise. This is a job for life. (there are no jobs for life). I am forced to a decision.
one man limited room to think. move with the lines in soft fat red. phase one environment experiment. this is your city with miracles spent. so dead. crime of flesh control is joyless.
All across the scenes the statues crumble. We cherished the seconds, counted the days. And people move with lines across their faces. Embracing each other with a smile.