Plumed Serpent

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Down here, folding away the cost of strife.
All is distraction for the bulk of lives.
Down here, cattle turn away, cities burn.
Images, flat screens, empty rooms.

Over and over and over and over.
Looped end of all time.
Over and over and over and over.
Over and over and over and over.
Looped end of all time.
Over and over and over and over…

Returning, wiping the stars from the sky.
Returning, a scream beneath black glass.

In here, the measure of a man’s worth
Is dead from the moment of his first breath.
Without hope, without reason or fear.
See how the sky darkens beyond your will.

Over and over and over and over.
Looped end of time.
Over and over and over and over.
Over and over and over and over.
Looped end of time.
Over and over and over and over.

Returning, wiping the stars from the sky.
Returning, a scream beneath black glass.

Plumed serpent.

Returning, wiping the stars from the sky.
Returning, a scream beneath black glass.

Down here, each one against another.
Your prayers are vile, dead, useless.
Down here, cattle lower heads, cities fall.
Images, flat screens, empty rooms.

Over and over and over and over.
Looped end of all time.
Over and over and over and over.
Over and over and over and over.
Looped end of all time.
Over and over and over and over.

Returning, wiping the stars from the sky.
Returning, your face beneath black glass.

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from Faceless, Dreamless, released October 7, 2011

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