Atavisms from Atavisms by Eye of Aquila
Tracklist
| 3. | Atavisms | 5:43 |
Lyrics
Hemotoxic parasexual
Aspirating ineffectual
Logic pedant fallen god
Fallow feral hypnagog
Drift in light
Kaleidoscopic symphony
Pain in flight
Delirious asynchronies
Logos-driven vampirism
Kairos in a paroxysm
Vision version monetize
Sunken birdlike strangled cries
Bathe in night
Pale and cloaked like Pharisees
Dormant bright
Center of all calamities
Dessicated fantasista
Rampaging benevolista
Hurling, rearing, killing fame
Torrent torture favor game
Now as then
You found a friend
A pig in zen
A helpless one you can defend
Broken and strained
The cenotaph remains
A demiurge in chains
Forbidden now the holy stains
Even though it hung before their eyes, graven in lines of flame, they could not see for the caul of false righteousness gone putrescent wrapped about their slackened faces.
All had risen, converged, and had lit upon consensual destruction like so many moths to a bonfire.
Who can scream a warning to those who’ve stopped their ears? How can those who lips are rubbed in camphor smell the singeing of their existence at its edges? How can they smell the bodies?
Who among them, locked away in a puzzle-box panopticon and fed a daily delusion, could ever cotton to the yearning for their own slavery?
