whisper
don't speak
I'll have it back
don't take me lightly
burning through the liquid with an iron
stick to the ribs and to the thigh
it pains to see it that fierce
the burning eyes that pierce even the most focused of minds
slashing the membranes and cells so minute to even imagine
casing the small and capitalize the larger
you read me a better book
yet set it by the rook
fishing with the bishop to ask him the question you'd hope to be answered
"i gave a fish a trap that would lead to its death, yet it came. What killed it was not my hook, but the fish's stupidity"
a shit answer to a stupid person he once meant
yet even this gave insight
when spring comes is when you'll understand how it works and how it creates a worthy adversary
i never spoke a word to you of those of which gives a bad taste in both sounds and pictures
acknowledgment is a something that causes roads to split
giving ways of how to achieve this task
taking this road or that road
this way or another
questions always build and soon develops more and more
trees branch over but stay at it's roots covered by each season yet it still prevails
from time to time yet making mistakes
silence creates tension with stillness it creates horror
with darkness it creates death
dreary and weakened we determine and become determined to scout out the truth
finding machination and auto-mechanics that "free" us from labour and those that free us from damnation
I give you a gift of solitude and the gift of insanity
from the fear thinking you have control of your mind
the quiet voice speaks
the quiet will shout and speak out louder than the man that stands
Silence will end it all....
don't speak
I'll have it back
don't take me lightly
burning through the liquid with an iron
stick to the ribs and to the thigh
it pains to see it that fierce
the burning eyes that pierce even the most focused of minds
slashing the membranes and cells so minute to even imagine
casing the small and capitalize the larger
you read me a better book
yet set it by the rook
fishing with the bishop to ask him the question you'd hope to be answered
"i gave a fish a trap that would lead to its death, yet it came. What killed it was not my hook, but the fish's stupidity"
a shit answer to a stupid person he once meant
yet even this gave insight
when spring comes is when you'll understand how it works and how it creates a worthy adversary
i never spoke a word to you of those of which gives a bad taste in both sounds and pictures
acknowledgment is a something that causes roads to split
giving ways of how to achieve this task
taking this road or that road
this way or another
questions always build and soon develops more and more
trees branch over but stay at it's roots covered by each season yet it still prevails
from time to time yet making mistakes
silence creates tension with stillness it creates horror
with darkness it creates death
dreary and weakened we determine and become determined to scout out the truth
finding machination and auto-mechanics that "free" us from labour and those that free us from damnation
I give you a gift of solitude and the gift of insanity
from the fear thinking you have control of your mind
the quiet voice speaks
the quiet will shout and speak out louder than the man that stands
Silence will end it all....
