A lycanthropic display of emotions Floating in an ocean of confusion So sweet, so tender Pasteur pipette drops a mischievous potion Moving in slow motion, mind diffusion Untreated splendour Do what the doctor said, take another pill Ignore the grand delusions and make sure you lie still They put the voices in my head with lightning in my brain A flash between the temples, delightfully deranged Spinning in the fields Daffodils reaching high to the sun that’s glowing None of this is real Butterflies melting slowly, I am holy I am not okay, but that’s okay Psycho-spiritual parasites Driving my reactions as they scurry Repeat offenders My skull full of cobwebs and stalactites Echoes of distractions and worries Oh, just surrender I am not my thoughts, they’re not mine to regret They’re tadpoles in the river and I catch them in my net Just release them when they’re caught, no need to be upset Our brain is like a sieve, take in the wisdom, don’t forget All is mind, the universe is mental What we think is what we feel is what we see is what we get And nothing ever rests Everything vibrates, eyes dilate Entwined, we share the same mind anyway Life is but a dream Losing my emotions, the commotion melts away like plasticine Nothing’s what it seems Look beyond the veil, see the trails leading you behind the scenes Repairing from the healing Sapling reanneeling, let it fill you A kind reminder Staring at the ceiling Grappling with these feelings so familiar but I can’t find the words

Move with the herky jerky motions Got to hit the open road Stop, drop & roll, underground’s out of control We’ve got to go, hear that sound, it’s going to blow Views of the churning murky ocean As the waterfront explodes Wake, bake, and shake Earth will quake, this takes the cake It’s far too late Time is up, accept your fate You hear that sound and run From a molten megaton Chalky ash lines your gums As your body gets numb From the heat of the volcanic scum Crumbling and rumbling, something is coming Humbling that we are nothing In the grand scheme of things I want to be part of something much bigger Cosmic death will make me feel more alive Vibrations in the ground Deepest shade of red that I ever saw Blazing sky turns brown Living in a land of grey forever more Bathing in the thermal underground Chain reaction, liquefaction You don’t want to die But you will anyway, so get used to it Run a river through it Hold your breath and put your back into it Dive deep, swim below Kiss the earth before we barbecue it Step on the cracks Break your back, asthma attack Whack the meat in the sack Charred and black, we can’t go back Our fingers have melted to the trigger Humanity so disfigured All the people have drowned Blistered children, red and raw Gazing at the mound Kiss the ring on the devil’s claw Praise him in the thermal underground

Come and take a little walk with me, try not to misstep Stay awake but do not talk, we’ll be in the abyss yet Crawl through the gardens and the grime The water’s stirring, I can see you lurking through the inlet My vision’s blurring, and my body’s jerking, tries to reset Ancient trees I climb to see, and find out where I’m supposed to be Wrapped up in the symmetry of leaves and trees and vines Hear you breathing as you sniff the air, and I produce sweat Interweaving with their skin and hair, you get the noose wet Take all the children wrapped in twine That I will give to you, my darling serpentine Sickening appetite, you pull the strings like a marionette Flickering candlelight reveals the things behind your silhouette Chanting voices, grimoire hymns, I reach the void and swim far in Trembling as you taste my skin and place me on the shrine

Hired gun on the run, can you see him Hunt for sport, life is short, carpe diem Take the riches you seek and kiss them goodbye Underground in a dark mausoleum Never found, oh I wouldn’t wanna be him There’s a price that you pay at club Gemini Eye for an eye Chosen son overrun by his brother Bible in one hand, and a dagger in the other Persephone weeps, Adonis on fire Take a towel, press it down, get another Hold him on the ground, fire a round, feel the shudder Grab his feet, get the sheet, let’s go for a ride My alibi Eye for an eye (Oh, another hired gun, Got him on the run, He’s the chosen son, But we’ve gotta get it done) I can feel the spasms of the phantasm Posthumous orgasm building, now it has him Webs of ectoplasm fly around the cavern Pass out from the gas and dream of scattered patterns

The world’s not controlled by lizards, but it’s ruled by pigs Dark hermetic wizards with a penchant for kids They dance in the glare of the prism , free from fear and guilt Black magic hedonism, do what thou wilt Numbed by their power and position, they need another kink Sadistic disposition pushed them to the brink Rabbit hole’s getting deeper, take the shovel and dig Adrenochrome flows down the river, take a swig Hey Lolita, so excited to meet ya Come to my island to play A perfect creature, do not fight it, we’ll eat ya They won’t believe what you say Don’t worry about a thing Everything is under control

Embrace the imperfection Try to learn to love the flaws No room for correction You should do it just because The curse of your ambition Makes it hard to climb the wall Let it come to fruition One step at a time, can’t have it all Face it, embrace it Trace the oasis Replace your introspection With the will to accept the faults Erase the misdirection It’s a skill to seal the vault When faced with opposition Just keep moving, try not to halt Waft away the apparitions Set your brain to a new default Just face the mistakes and let go There’s space just to make things you know

I can see through the fog, I look around for the first time Something pulled this body from the bog, and it isn’t even mine Whispers in my fingers, murmurs in my feet Revealing every secret as they grip to the sheets Try to take it in, try to remember Flashbacks of a future where we dine on the stars Forking out a path on the road, let’s give reality a scar I wanna be a lizard with you Looking forward to the things we could do Let’s make a mountain, burn it all down, dance in the embers Drip, feel you slip as we take a little trip Walk clumsily with me to the beach, let’s get pulled by the rip Twitching with that exoskeletal swag Muscles, bones and organs, such a burden to drag The human urge to put blinders on is really in style Honeycomb dome, rainbows pouring down from the walls tonight, baby Liquid colours moving while we’re grooving to the silence of it all I can hear the colours, feel the sounds Geometric patterns pulsating on the ground It’s nice to have a cosmic reminder every once in a while Shadows in the sun, mimicking the movements of everyone Burning their impressions in the clouds as they rain down just for fun Everybody’s floating in the water above Drowning like they cannot get enough of the stuff Feel the ripples as they move Cool vibrations, droning with a hum and a drawl Increasing escalation that just heightens the sensation of the fall I wanna start a blizzard with you Let’s freeze the desert, maybe split it in two Peel back the earth, move it around, and feel the grooves There’s spaces in between all the spaces, I’m becoming aware I can’t tell how much of what I’m looking at is already there It’s that familiar feeling of the strange Topsy-turvy, all shook up, rearranged Can’t shake the feeling that we’ve done this before, just with a different hue I’m going insane with you, this much I already know Playing hide and seek with my mind, I lost it some time ago Leave it all behind as we escape from the grid Trading spirits for the thrill of it If I get rid of mine, maybe I’ll give it to you

Blood of the lamb Double double, toil & trouble A bedtime story for the boy in the bubble He hears the children as they play in the rubble outside Dunning kruger, coming intruder His father drinks and feels the weight of the luger Looks at his wife and wonders why he pursued her in hindsight His mummy tells him stories from the plastic divide Of all the horrors other people transmit But a little bit of love is all you need when the whole world is sick A sterile prison in a plastic cocoon The neighbours’ sickness makes the planet unclean Betray the needle and bow down to the womb And let the ignorance pass down through the genes Sometimes his mummy, she would break down and cry And tell her husband they should just disappear Last time they argued the boy almost died ‘cause he’s allergic to the salt of his tears They speak in whispers in their room at night And pace the floor as they go over their plan Careful not to wake him lest they give him a fright Alert the neighbours to the cry of the lamb His father watches the child as he sleeps And grips the pistol, it’s time for a purge And he reminds himself it’s for the good of the herd He’s getting sick of his toys, why can’t he go out and play? Mummy tells him “be a good boy, ‘cause daddy’s going away” The child watches as she slips out the room, and wonders if there’s more to being alive They do not love him, they think they’re above him, and only give him just enough to survive Mummy grinds the powder with a mortar and pestle, adds methylated spirits from the drawer She sets the table, emotions unstable, holds back her tears and gets a knock on the door His father’s lucky he’s immune to the sounds of the parents as they weep And so he sneaks into their rooms and kills the children while they sleep His mummy smiles politely while the neighbours sit across from her and sip on their tea Blaming the government for the fate of her child and claiming science is a conspiracy She tries to call them on their lies; says “That sounds funny, are you sure?“ But they just smile and roll their eyes; say “There’s no money in the cure” And as their smiles start to fade, and their eyes bulge out from their heads They spit out foam and look afraid, and choke on everything they said Grieve for the amoeba Curse the non-believers Cleave all the deceivers Nurse them through the fever The lies they’ll try and weave you These naive fucking people Denial proven lethal The vial and the needle Why did you conceive them? They’ll die, and then you’ll grieve them Now you can’t retrieve them So cry, you little divas Preventable diseases Rain down and then they eat us Repent before the fetus That’s bound by the prosthesis There is no rhyme or reason Sickness is the season Pustules, boils and lesions Coughing, soiled and wheezing Reviled, their mind medieval Exiled and soaked in diesel Defiled by the measles The child, blind and gleeful

I’m a slave to the cravings that stir within Set aflame, flay and maim on a mindless whim Pull the stitch, let the cyst pour down my chin And feel the itch in the wrist of my phantom limb Lying tangled in the drain, fill it to the brim Bind your ankles with a chain and make you swim Fingertips, how they drip all down your skin As you slip from the grip of the floating limb Something strange, scarred with mange, looking vile and grim Daisy chains the remains of a conjoined twin Hear it shrieking in my ear, I can’t help but grin All the shaking from the fear keeps me nice and slim