The Mind's

Enter Suicidal Angels;

How hungry have we become;
Like animals naked in shame
Fed with the hooves of apocalypse
that galloped down, disordered
worlds behind

From word to a word I was led to
a word
that spanned over cultures in rage

Crimson masses, steeped in decadence
holding our tongues to the thirsty
sun
So, is the future still open?
Then enter, hornet, from our hive-dark
hearts
to draw down the end from within

We need not the horns
that emanate from our warty, haunted
bodies

Nihilist, Hedon
the priceless art of their lives
Sorrow is a wing laid atop their
heads.
Skin deep, we carve our immeasurable
sorrow
in the fold of your shivering arms

Hedon,
Your children wild
and filled with death

Jupiter in our unforgiving eyes;
a pandemonium of bodies and gold
Eager, as a part of your face
and the sickness attached to your
skin (stone)
as the wine-rush,
chargin from androgynous wombs
to open free the lid of pain

Hedon,
rinsed in post-human shadows
a monument scorned by the teeth
of time
Stale-faced keeper of secrets,
leaded with implosive fire
the whore that carried the apostle
to the mating point on the graves
of giants

We look at you, afraid
to see what we really are.

Gently hold our heads
gently hold our heads on high

Aimless time in fear new hide
overthrow the plan
confusion lies in all my words
mad is the soul

We barricade ourselves in holes
of temperament
this is the dawning of a new age
A heart that beats the wrong way
insanity's crescendo

Windcolour - second sight
a touch of silence and the violence
of dark
Illusion span - the aroma of time
shadowlife and the scent of nothingness

Infinite fall of instinct
order of one spells deceit
Infinite lack of trust
order of one obsolete

Oh escaping time is all we lost
ahead?
When it's found, can judgement
make amends?

From force-fed impressions
let us mortify the mind
each soul to violate
each instinct to be rendered false

Torn asunder be the conventional
forms and frames
now for the blood of heaven
Unlearn and the cleansing comes

Felt a tremor in the pillars of
the senses
Cursed victim of a distance near
The first dream - the clearest
vision

Aimlessly steer towards our night
we belong to thee
Oh dearest bliss, unnerving silence
entangled within

Dimly begotten in clarity found
virginlike tears for impurity bound
Beseech be who darken the stars
and the sky
to greet now this vision an emerald
dawn

Empty the sun - carve out the wind
Insanity's crescendo
tear out the blinded eye

Lament of thunder - take comfort
in fear
lightning veins in crude exterior
Voice the oppression - voice the
hypocrisy
lay down the law that made instinct
fall

Escape now and revert
this cleansing rebirth
torn asunder be
Affect me not: darkened vision
insanity's crescendo

Grimly tread the footsteps torn
rebellious stand the seeker tall
The thorn of insanity's hand
take this darkened vision from
my sight

Nailed to the image of idnorance
Each soul to violate
for the blood of heaven

Tongues, lost in me
yours be the sharp and the vile
Glide neath my skin
storm trough my nerves

I bury the nomad years
hours in the earth
couldn't exorcise these searing,
peaking tongues
Immune you say
yet venom stakes in strangest guises
Tongue, throat, tongue
slayer of the word and stealer
of vision

A monumental reign of terrors
throats slit up to stain the target
We're food for the hounds of trauma,
prey to the crows of stress

No power left to retrieve my stolen
language
Filtered though the illiterate
fingers of death

Flies
let sickness be poured
from the cupped hands of bedlam

On account of their brightness
I made friends with the word and
the moon
went with the tide and left for
the sound
of dead instruments thrown out
of tune

The red square patterns, dragonrise
and evenclaw
decoying from pandemonia syfometry

Let ring
a disgonant note in the music of
the spheres
the streak of promise in the nuclear
sky
These whipping black tongues
aching to lick me back to life
to inject their truths within me

Crown the impulse that deliberately
fall
defeat in spiritless action
Isolation - burn the greenwood
order of the vertical path

Descendent
crawl in the remnants of one thousand
lies
Restaging
torching a world that was left
behind
Zodijackyl light

Cross the sharpest void
deride the embers of his faith
the bringer that on million horses
ride

Waiting for the call within the
spark of sin
ever reminiscent of the coming
of storm
Can you see the cosmic face in
which disorder lies

Burning of opression
Burning the inventor
Burning is the killing hand
Be that of the darkest sin
to frustrate hope and love

I shall not be blinded
I shall not be forced

Resistance
feasting on debris from celestial
wars

Burning in the sky
beyond the realm of time
Sequence of the nucleus
the glowing dust in flight
Zodijackal light

And they ride, they ride
the drama takes the lead
And they ride, they ride
the beast of heaven their guide

Racing through the vastness
constellation disarray
that darkness could not have existed
that bares no witness to the light

I shall not be blinded
I shall not be forced

Sweet endless
Perpetually pronge through interior
vaults
So seamless
Joints of time cannot shackle the
beast

Zodiackal light.

With each daring new concept
creation and form
one fragment of shelter
from heaven be torn

The bleeding through barriers
shine of redemption
The taste of renewal
let art once again be a weapon

The whim of the forger is theft
from the flow
the hatchet now redden, with creation's
blood

Constant is forever

I am the creation
so bold in design
The errors of one thousand minds
bleed out through a world gone
blind

This is the magic that a name would stain