DESTINYMANIFESTO

You are the ghost that i evoked, the empty cage and the
missing page
Quick lunch to witness our demise
If ever the days would consume my time

An easy target
An easy win
The coat is warm like the apocalypse

Destiny's dead
I cut its head off

END CYCLE

You turned and smiled and said that nothing ever ends
Now only a colossal wreck remains

You walked for months to find the other side awash
The burning desert stretches out before your eyes

Flood the lands and drown the world once and for all
The sands go on and on until there is no end

FELL INTO THE WELL

I fell into the well
i fell through hell
You moved, through the dark you moved and i saw you

The dark reset my eyes
Reset my mind
I can't remeber why, but i know you

FOREST EYES

you're so very late but i'm glad you came
this city has eyes
they keep me up at night
there's somebody there with eyes that stare
at night i dream a sleepless dream

small, hungry points of light surrounding me on every
side
like a forest at night this city has eyes
from somewhere outside they pan my walls like
searchlights another night without sleep and another day
without dreams

it's dark outside
it's almost night
the nights, they're all alike
they'll show when i close my eyes
for now i'll just sit tight

GHOSTS

i'm writing reports of the days and the nights.
locked up for years in a measure of mind.
when with a net of nothing.
i was trying to catch the motions of a mind.
and the methods of a crime.
i never saw the chance.
and never what i held in my hands.

the lights are all red in this town.
where i'm killed by exhausts.
and alcohols that dry out my skin.
i never had a clue of the role that i played.
but that's the condition and the price that we pay

GUIDED TOUR OF A DEAD MAN'S HOUSE

my forehead against the glass.
an imprint that will last.
waiting for a bus.
for you to get off.
for life to go on.
to get out of that town.
out of that house.
my forehead against the glass.
an imprint that will last.
brother call our mom.
tell her of her car.
tell her of my scars.
and tell her what i found.
coming down.

IN COLD BLOOD

we plod our way
through the ashes and the dust
left of our plans
of all things we've shared

we plod our way

today buries tomorrow
but no stone is raised
killed in cold blood
at the onset of night
today buries tomorrow

LIGHTS FROM SOVEREIGN STATES

The winds are waiting quiet for the storm to make the
call
while the collectors of skulls prepare for war
and the lights from sovereign states flicker in the dark

The darkness has erased the features of the lands
The lights from sovereign states are all but dead

For every emissary and the misery you breed

LOOKALIKE

they said he'd been in for quite a while.
when they found him by the riverside.
those bones won't be identified.
i saw a man the other night.
yeah he looked just like a lookalike.
of the man that i had left to die

MY TEACHER'S BED

God has a wavering hand
Shakes like a leaf
Smoke pours out her windows
It's a liar's fire
Death is my teacher's bed
She was going to call my mother
Don't fucking bother
I'm already gone

Mile after mile of lights
Mile after mile of night

Hey, look at all those lights
They serve to remind
I cruised for miles along the seaside drive and when I
arrived the world was lit
I had my head in the sand
At the back of the book where no one looks I keep a
broken heart

Mile after mile of lights
Mile after mile of night

I saw the water, the sky, the islands of lights and i
knew she was lying
She'd been lying all along
My teacher, she was lying
But she was just the lock on the door
The shore fears the water because it's cold