My strides...

MALFUNCTION

Major Malfunction

the steel sliced, the hsard is deep and young
we cut, and we cut... and we punch lung
the nervous tension negates our empty space
the blood cuts colour into a very special place
raise the hammer high above our heads to the sun

shatter the bones of the living and bow to the One
In god is my home and forever a tomb
left, right, left right from the womb
from some dialectic cucle of progress-
we go forward into the grave of 'regress'
we colour our skies with our imagination

our eyes peel back the freedom's of sensation
electric reverb breaks clean the ribs muscle
dragging, bonesof the fallen always must we all
we cut for the fallen, we cut to see, we cut to feel all
now with the jacket of righteousness, embrace the wall

don't fight it, bring the wall into your heart and let it coure
fire the child within, for the future is mature force
death is the revolution for the living reign of terror
a cubicle of finite breaths that fill our lives with errors

the light shines down on us, the general electric
and our life is full and real with weights and metric
fill thy heart with fury and hammer out ua heart-
once ua eyes have fallen back to the start
tear down your skin that covers u only-
left and right, cut and slice and tear and see

Everyone's armageddon awaits u
For you will never be free!

posted by Turphy @ Saturday, November 14, 2009