Too Far to be Remembered

Track 1 from the late December 2009 euphoreador release entitled adrit.



Too far to be Remembered

Looking into the past
Is like looking fast
Into the future

I’ve been sifting through truths
Of genealogy and gin
And gynecological irregularities
And preponderance of mystical lands
Lie under the further sands

Even though they slip away
It haunts this day

Well I’m just too far away
To be remembered
My little voice did say
As my visage blurred

Day in day out
A little more
Night into keeping
What you do
Day in day out
How oft do I think
About the real
Came from
And not where
We’re going
What do we do
In this temporal flesh
With each other’s empathy
Filled in anguish
If we hanged her onto
That ethical barrier
I mean if we gave a fuck

It’s better to think now than when you can’t think anymore


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The Mush and the Might

Track 2 from the late December 2009 euphoreador release entitled adrit.



The Mush and the Might

The spout of your mouth
Like a river of currency
You say behave
And I say let’s get dirty
I want to breed

Circling our minds
Trouble and temptation
Some say the bold and the beautiful
Are inert elite
I just say go fuck yourself
Cause the people who care
Are better everywhere

Sacrosanct silver and grime
When out of the sorrow’s song
Long flung you brung

You better run before you get killed
But the hole in the ground
Has already been filled
With the mush and the might
Of a sorrowful sight
Of us all pretending to be right

If it taints then it won’t be gold
If it breaks we can no longer hold
Them precious foolery
Along with trivial things

Sounds like every
Embattlement
Sounds like a barrow
Well come bare in mind
And let you see

THE WHORE OF HUMANITY


You better run before you get killed
But the hole in the ground
Has already been filled
With the mush and the might
Of a sorrowful sight
Of us all trying to be right
And we’re wrong


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Rift valley

Track 3 from the late December 2009 euphoreador release entitled adrit.



Rift Valley

You come back to me sans subterfuge
As deluge clings to parched desert sands
It’s way too much and too fast
Aghast the rivers flashed flood
And the waters are 33 grasping hands deep
To have and to keep
To hold and to know

To bring down the pomp and glamour
And burn change the three ring show
With the big top all aglow
The Circus Maximus is the poignant kiss
Well what’s become of
Stuttered to no avail and the mast and sail
Inflates as billow we fall upon the pillow of grass
Me and this fallible lass
With up skirt and down dress
With arched curves we confess
We’re omnivoric whores
We’re human stars amongst scores
We’re gluttonous fasters
We’re servants and we’re masters
We’re healed sores gaping fresh anew
Like whatever plasters the sobered glue
Of red white deepest black and blue
Oh fuck the onslaught slew the spirit flew
Just to test its wings and rally
Despite hoops and flaming rings
The human heart it sings


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God Damned You Charred Earth

Track 4 from the late December 2009 euphoreador release entitled adrit.



God Damned You Charred Earth

I did not even know that we may die
Collecting caveats hence bodies
That ply their way to the sky
Rhyme and reason is a failing season
Dreary a dark lost frost
I crossed Lethe with Styx a fire to burn
And then I struck a match
God damned you charred Earth
It burned for what it’s worth
For icing on the cake I shake him down
And his face is planted firm
Beneath the matted muck this stupid fuck
Thinks 100 grand is gonna stop me
From silencing him and his sperm

The one grandest of truths
I just found out
Is each and every one of us does die
Reaching for money
A blank check blank stare
What the fuck do we care

I did not even know that we may die
Neglecting caveats in your inner thigh
The bodies that ply
Reaching for money
Blank check blank stair
What the fuck do we care


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Retreat Down the Long Haul

Track 5 from the late December 2009 euphoreador release entitled adrit.



Retreat Down the Long Haul

Been being sown up
Under the stitches
Been scratching off all my riches
Been digging ditches deeper, further
With the loins of my britches
And yet I still haven’t found
A taste for above ground
To be sliding within great sleep’s fold
Of nation-hood yourself
Get prepared for unnerving sites
And frights of passage
The tales the rails
The horse’s hooves
Are the best of glues
To tie and bind the mind
Until we guess its moves
Let’s start being fucking kind


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