The Amenta
Teeth
1. Teeth
Higher mind as a pill,
Dissolving in a gut,
Losing shape and form
Just primordial sludge,
An endorphic phospene,
Projected on cinematic skull
A crystallizedz,
Perfect fucking nothing
Death at a plunger's push
Bloody across the canvas
A crystallized zero
Death a plunger's push
Reborn: Tabula Rasa
An artificial warmth
From diluted blood
Tail in teeth
Cortex stripped stumbling
Down the nervous system
Liminal - Minimal
A dream of teeth and claw
Reborn: Tabula Rasa
A dream of teeth and claw
The snake's escape
A vicious primal joy
Trading reason for reflex
And vagaries for void
Leave your weapons
At the doors of imperceptions
Tail in teeth
The snake: a crystallized zero
Perfect fucking nothing
The snake: a crystallized
Perfect fucking nothing
Tail in teeth
The death of the soul
And weakness on trial
An unconscious conviction
Reborn a reptile
Neocortex annul
A thumbs unyielding weight
Against the world's winds
A feathered serpent embrace
I have seen the greatest minds
Sedated and slumped
Sickly spinal shiver
In a cold-blooded dawn
A thawing of sluggish vein
And sudden rush of reason
Heading for the shallows
And crawl, gasping from swamp
In sweaty shrouds of sheets
Reptiles shed their scales
2. The Arc
In jest:
The cyanidal cup.
The beam slung slack:
Our hempen halo.
Bravado blushed breaker
Blooms over His Terria.
Cruxed branch unblissed,
Quaked Earth ingest.
Our will be crushed.
Scissor-tongued garden snakes
In raven's robes refrocked.
Doll-eyed signs, bisected sibilance
Their throat-hung icon.
Wrist marked commerce.
Crowds in goatish rut.
Age pocked fist in take.
Scissors stung the guarding snakes.
No ledge is clear
Over arterial traffic.
A subtle heart drum.
My wren-boned child.
Our will be crushed.
Arched back,
In protected arms.
Finger, rapt, round
Paternal trigger.
Remorse code taps
At a sole window.
And over the strip
Tracers arced back.
Gravely flung gravel
Is a brow's own gravity.
Face flushed and flag-red
In charge of the Papal Bulls
No angels sing Fallujah.
Suited, looted and jackbooted
For it's a waterless wave
That flings gravel on the grave.
3. A Sullen Cremation
4. V01D (Live)
We drown in the bile
Of a frustrated birth
A knife grows in every back
Jaws clenched and tongue bitten
These are all wasted words
These are all a wastrels words
Meanings you will never find
Hidden, lurking between the lines
We are revolving to
Our drain
We are revolving to
Our drain
I've lifted my chin
And ignored the noose
But there is gravity
In the centre of the void
The seed of its end
In every creation
The flickering ember
Of a sullen cremation
Heels in the tug of tide
We shudder on shore
Lands end
And what have we got?
Nothing but memory
Success or failure?
Gathering our rags
We walk into the waves
We are revolving to
Our drain
We are revolving to
Our drain
The brightest light
Will gutter, quicker
The wax will stifle the wick
As we burn
For the yearning ember
There is nobility in flame
For the faltering fire
There is only shame
We feel the whine
Sharply, in our teeth
And all our pasts
Chained to our ankles
This is not another
Slit wrist suicide
It’s our future drowning
In the bile of cyanide
We are revolving to
Our drain
We are revolving to
Our drain
We drown in the bile
Of a frustrated birth
A knife grows in every back
Jaws clenched and tongue bitten
Drowning in the currents
Of another fleeting void
I’ve sunk dreamless
At the mercy of sleep
The brightest light
Will gutter, quicker
The wax will stifle the wick
As we burn
For the yearning ember
There is nobility in flame
For the faltering fire
There is only shame
5. Teeth (Remix)
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