Sunday, 28 November 2010

Kate

Water on terminals
Frightened animals
Organs and cuticles
Insects are cannibals

Get the fuck away from me
It's a disease
A disease

Monkey politics
Swamps the scientist
Had enough of this
Transduce onto the wrist

Get the fuck away from me
It's a disease
A disease

So man the switches at the tracks
Check their actions, check their facts

It's a disease
A disease

Black wires are bearing
Tempers are flaring
Errors are glaring
Patience is wearing

It's a disease
A disease

Monday, 22 November 2010

Static

Time is not my friend
So says the ghost in your corridor
Roaming aimlessly for the sake of its existence
Around the rooms of ancient lives

Life passes by
Life passes by
Life passes by

Outside of time
The ghost is sitting in your living room
Stuck with eternity to contemplate the past
Time is a predator and promises are its prey

Life passes by
Life passes by
Life passes by

Friday, 19 November 2010

My Basement Game

I have a basement game
A fantasy I brought to life
In a rustic house with no neighbours
And you are going to play

You see, I'm a misfit
And the world has crippled me
'Til the sick and twisted side
Is the only portal of escape

So put your memories aside
Lay your connections to rest
For you are now no longer
A matter of consequence

You are just an object
Squeezing thrills down my spine
A revenge for all the torture
And bleeding in my mind

Break my rules and join
The frozen severed head
Reverberate the cellar
But the pity in me is dead

Each time I turn the vice
Your screaming gives me life
Because this is my domain
And you're my basement game

Thursday, 11 November 2010

All The King's Horses

My monster has run out of words
He can smell blood in all directions
His claws dig deep dark trenches
His big white teeth are smiling at me

My monster loves this princess
She waits among far off lands
He lives in swamps and smiles
My monster and me close our eyes

All the kings horses and all the king's men
Fucked about a bit, gave up and went home

Looking back now I can see why you'd be scared of me
All my mistakes hung like Christmas lights from the ceiling