monachopsis – the undying lyrics
from the portents of a lost civilization
swept away in the deluge
silenced by the mire
comes our calling to meld flesh with machine
to give beauty to what was obscene
exsanguinate the flock
to strip away all humanity
given hearts of damascus and thoughts bathed in lye
with the grind of the wheel and the power of steel
the undying will take to the sky
the beating of wings becomes the sound of progress
as the darkening cloud gathers
like the black moth tethered to the sky (clip my wings)
and i’ll still refuse to die (refuse to die)
breathe and become the mist
breathe and become the mist that hastens decay
relight the halls and feed on our ghosts
become the leech in the west and the king in the sand
the children will run and we’ll blot out the sun
as you toy with the god in the palm of your hand
the beating of wings becomes the sound of progress
as the darkening cloud gathers
granted the mandibles to peel away all impurities
the plague on the wind will pave the road to h-ll
with its n0ble intentions
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