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The World Is A Beautiful Place & I Am No Longer Afraid To Die

Invading The World Of The Guilty As A Spirit Of Vengeance

 

Invading The World Of The Guilty As A Spirit Of Vengeance

(album: Illusory Walls - 2021)


I crave more luxury disposables
A beautiful gym to have a heart attack in

Human life and burial is as important as survivors make it
Take my skin and make something
Burn the waste, leave my bones naked

You ate at your desk, life-wide pressure
Stress-induced aneurysm
Dark spots cluster, a no-edged sword like an ATV on fire parked indoors

Human life and burial is as important as survivors make it
Take my skin and make something
Burn the waste, leave my bones naked

Everyone on my block who speaks English is drunk
Submit to the virus, un-bless yourself with luck

A rhizome of frayed nerves as the market bell sounds, dully wrapped in 20 suits
Stuffed with phoenix down. No church, no pews, no walls
Feedback drowns all of your calls

A curse on all our lips for the king who only sits
Deep breaths on a discount bus, ignore all else, put the price on us
The brain inside your phone
Knows how to get you home
Which of the three will you work for?
Do you remember the name of the store?

Rent space in a minimalist grid
And dig for the treasures they hid
Which of the three will you pray for?
Have you recalled the name of your lord?
Tell the world how much you pay the man who prays for you

To Anne-Marie on my birthday, said she could help, but just sent money
Get an hour out of town, thought the state would turn around

Thought the job would work for you, thought the sky would still be blue
23 by 84 by 28
Turns to hope for peaceful death
Evoked potential in droves

23 by 84 by 28
Turns to hope for peaceful death
Or at least two days off in a row

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