1. |
||||
they watched us walk for miles
kept pointing us in circles
evaporated oceans
and blamed god for the heat
when we finally arrived
at the promised paradise
the gates were rusted shut
and we learned never to trust
|
||||
2. |
rhibox
01:34
|
|||
3. |
||||
they came over at midnight or later
and they'll leave
in the morning with rings on their faces
the sunlight feels like a disease
and each stumbling step
is a laugh in the face of a god that set them free
but what's freedom from inside this limited prison?
what did they learn?
will they remember?
how in the world did they get here
and where the hell will they go?
why do they do this every night?
when the prayers come through
they'll be fine
breaking ground on the dawn of a new day
in search of new paranoid musings
climbing up and down stairs
shaking the whole way from heaven to hell
and each trembling step
is a laugh in the face of a god that set me free
but what's freedom from inside this limited prison?
what did i learn?
will i remember?
how in the world did i get here
and where the hell will i go?
why do i do this every night?
when the prayers come through
i'll be fine
|
||||
4. |
nothing left
03:58
|
|||
you're the blanket in my head
to put me to rest
the culler of words
i'd rather leave unsaid
like a knock on the door
i try to ignore
but i'll always open up
as you swallow me whole
will you
still be here
when i have nothing left?
my ceti eel
burrowed deep in my ear
with manipulative whispers
i cherish so dear
but when you are done
the words you had expunged
come flooding back
and i drown as i ask:
will you
still be here
when i have nothing left?
my holy ghost
the one i misunderstand the most
some deny your existence
but i know i'm your host
whiter and brighter than an atomic flash
and greener than a dollar bill
i'd fight you if i could
but i don't have the--
will you
still be here
when i have nothing left?
|
||||
5. |
petechiae
03:50
|
|||
we'll all
end up shadows on the wall
the atomized phantoms
who couldn't pay the ransom
so we'll pay with our lives
black and red
are the only colors left
magnesium white
of an eye-scorching brightness
left only cursed fire rain
petechiae
for my last breath i scream
|
Streaming and Download help
If you like Quinton Bunk, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp