Damn

Damn all the things that we've ever said
That were medicine
But too hard to swallow
Damn all the promises of a life yet to live
If they can't get us through to tomorrow.

All Love

All love given as I Owe You's
Left unpaid and overdue
When one is dead, the other risen
To a life of debtor's prison
Has passed into eternity

Chorus to a Dead Tune

Don't want to make up
I just want to make love
Don't want to break down
I just want to die in love.

Alive Alone In Love and Always Dying

I tasted the deep of the blood of your love
Which the kiss of your mouth laid bare
My hand on your hips, my tongue on your teeth
My word of eternity breathed on your lips
Your heart is my fate
My fate is my death
May my eyes close at last in your arms and despair.

For Heaven's Sake

For heaven's sake
Hell awaits
You're running late

Half-Moon

Half-moon
Half awake
Smiling with a harvest grin
Yellow stained and ancient teeth
Like a happy old god

Do Not Go Gentle

Do not go gentle into that dark night

It writes,

Misquoting in memoriam

Within the fog of a march morning

Remembering the dead

-and the dead still living

It reminds itself that it is no different

That it is the worst of these

That there is no one to blame

-but itself

That the Gods are so far beyond comprehension

That hating them is simply an excuse to lie

The masters have indeed taught us well

-for the love of God is truly the love of oneself

And that killing a thing is killing the God within

Woe to the human whose higher intellect has been used for murder, for greed, for usury!

The day of transformation cometh, and you shall be changed into something else entirely!

And if it is nothing at all, why have you not taken comfort in the moment?

Woe to the lazy, the fat-ass, the video-game demigod who has not shared with others his weakness!

It will miss the leveling of worth and the power of truly being!

Woe to the indifferent!

That which has made you is that which you have become -your identity lost.

Woe to the market for attention and souls!

You have sold not only your own, but those of your children.

The crash is forth-coming, and with it

The Greatest of all Depressions.