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eye of the enemy - abrasive turns of phrases lyrics

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the wait, the gait
of men divorced of meaning
betrays their state
as pigeons stopped from preening
a plaintive plea
is useless sophistry

i never wanted to be questioned why
i’m here, now

grey, and unmoved
twitching, unceasing
the tension taut between
pain, unsoothed
and loss, twice removed

normalized the f-cking state of life
where the fog alludes
to the internment of mind
the interminable stay in a section of swaying thoughts
and retorts

i, i can’t escape what’s prophesied
but i refuse to treat the wisdom as received
just because another life has felt reprieve

narcissistic terms, apologist conditions
strenuous in turn; constant atonal renditions
of unconscious whims, sung by damaged neural strings
i can’t help what i can’t see
but i don’t presume what i could be

i’d rather be alone, than leave a sp-ce for sp-celessness
i’d rather not intone, the morbid hymns of gracelessness
i’d rather be alone, than be a sp-ce for sp-celessness
i’d rather not intone, the morbid hymns of gracelessness

and stress
a constant source of weakness
your hand, interned, immune to touch and life and burns

you are not their progeny
even if you want to be

i’d rather be alone, than leave a sp-ce for sp-celessness
i’d rather not intone, the morbid hymns of gracelessness
i’d rather be alone, than be a sp-ce for sp-celessness
i’d rather die at home, than leave your face a sordid
mess

i never wanted to be questioned why
i’m here
now

pushing the envelope
punish the interloper
pressure our nascent joy to stray

if i could write the beauty of your eyes
(you are the pebbles that my self runs over)
and in fresh numbers, number all your graces
(you texture me – you move the way i move)
the age to come would say “this poet surely lies
(you bend my surface – you reshape my groove,)
such heavenly touches ne’er touched earthly faces.”
(break the perfection of the rhythmed sliding surface of my heart)

faces
faces
faces

faces, unclean, they gleam
with saline acceptance
phases, abrasive turns of phrases, like “life is a veil of tears.”

- eye of the enemy lyrics

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