solisis

Loyalties burned- the words are blurred- overturn your own. Walk the dogs and watch the doors- have your other stone. Stop the toys that march disordered- calculate the thrones. Feel the pulse descending- decaying hallowed tomes. In the starving sense you worship- the nations of debris. You wear a cost of sewage that you've never even seen. The time is now- the vicious here- a stolen dinner code. The liscense of the savage land- that you've always sold. So bite the hand that feeds you- and bless another coal. The virus never issues from a cotton so very old. As the lights come down and the guilty blaze; another sort of road. You wash your hands and start to climb the ladder that you stole. Slip the latch and spin the sword- the money lords are poor. Push the tank that rolls downhill- their sense of dream absorbed. Still the cat that breaks the night- tie him to the core. Chase the virtues that believe- that whats right is scored. It's a senseless cash in of right for right- what's wrong is never gone. And left is just a bastion for the fool's golden dawn.