locust leaves - fall (ptosi) كلمات الأغنية

so she climbs
the endless stone marked by
seasons of distress
to it she gives

her fingers and her flesh
torn away in a million gusts
mutilated to our name

forever closer to the top
this monument to human g*nius
with force it takes
more and more
so she can hear

his voice

—-

i turned and saw it
the eye is on it
i see it strain
its pity significance

it’s not enough
you’re not enough
you don’t deserve petition

impostor, your ablation rots
stillborn
stillborn
stillborn

your blood must flow
for those below
that wither in the mire

can you touch me
with your protrusions
what do your gestures mean

your limbs i take
offering
so it’s decreed
the sun will burn you

your cursed breast sliced
inside the eye of
the innumerable

is this the light
that you thought
in your mind
that you would extinguish
where is your silver want?

your stars have drowned
they never existed
tricked by my
reflection

want is not power
want is not power

your want my power denies

—

your lips, offering
to my crown
i sear your ugly genitals
and still you speak

-ηβη

how dare you invoke
and covet her service?
you have served not

insolence
delusion
a fantasy of fate

for this, i take your eyes

man has gazed up to my expanse
for millenea, they made petition

man k!lled for truth
screaming their endless plight
to terror i answered

construing through logos they ammased
their scrutiny of science

the blood in their hearts
called out all the same

i answered

and as through digital doctorine
a billion hands tore hearts
on faded keys and lonely screens
they asked

i answered

you don’t deserve petition
your silver blood is weak
you have only yourself to k!ll
for me

your question is no question
for if it were you’d know
the answer from the first word
you know it

man is man
and woman’s not
mourn for life
and death will come

in shadows, your respite
you are my plaything
and i am god
the phallus of logic

hear
hear
my decree

the globe’s tall curve
i rape forever
your question
you demand

absurd
for how
could a curve

into
an
angle
turn?

reduced to meat
and spine
still you climb
your bleeding hole
still cries out her name

i take your tongue

-ηηηη

silence! shapless, faceless pulp!
you are nothing! there is nothing of you left!

fall to the depths of my foundation, abomination!
drown in the swamps of my -j-c-l-t–n!

fall

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