Without Ghosts

I fall through the world below To rise as a ghost in my home A parlour of velvet and rust Transmitting spells and lust Dance in the fires Dance in the eventide Casting light from the dying sun Defile the ancients Defy the gods Channeling shade into a new star I move through the valleys of pine To connect and to unite My vessels flow on blood wine Intoxicated on a moss covered shrine Dance in the fires Dance in the eventide Casting light from the dying sun Defile the ancients Defy the gods Channeling shade into a new star

Superficial layers of human exhibition For my sins Concrete at extreme levels of heat For black rainbows Tenebrous hate in the down-looks upon the skin No towns warm No cities tender No town at all Remembering centuries in a small room Reliving the last hour The cold chance of death - it passes too quickly As does the sting of paradise Skating over and over the same circle of ice No towns warm No cities tender No town at all

Can you raise me into the light To make sure I’m still alive These days are so long Waiting for the swansong Salvation is a failure Salvation is a failure For every dream that dies from time Another’s born a hopeless child Salvation is a failure Salvation is a failure All the seasons seem to pass In only one turn of the hourglass All the seasons seem to pass In only one turn of the hourglass Can you open up my chest To release the imperativeness Like birds in an open cage Waiting for the winds to change Salvation is a failure Salvation is a failure Salvation is a failure Salvation is a failure Can you raise me into the light To make sure I’m still alive These days are so long Waiting for the swansong All the seasons seem to pass In only one turn of the hourglass All the seasons seem to pass In only one turn of the hourglass

A warm land with cold population Or a freezing rain and heated conversation? Paradise can take many forms Like disappointment Is the grass greener when its earth is soiled? Is the forest healthier when its roots are burned? Winter is feeling something Adding layers to substitute the emptiness Paradise can take my time away Every hour a sunset of violence The wrong side of the road - to learn on The wrong side of love - to start on You’ve had to see my past become pain And I’ve seen your trauma create the rain We’re just broken cloud formations of the same And I love you The wrong side of the world - to survive on The wrong side of death - to end on

Reduced to an atom-like essence In the final fight The streams of memories Haunting all my dreams no matter what I do Negated with immediate effect As if reason was a myth In the flood - we are a low supreme Inclined to tranquillize, become numb to life In the remaining light The rivers of maladies Flowing into my heart no matter how much I choke Tainted with obedient neglect As if this season was a gift In the flood - we are a low supreme

Narcotic light, narcotic gold In a world turned grey, in your eyes cold Lost echoes dance in hollow minds Like the loop of broken dreams behind you Swallow the thin beam glowing through the window Did you ever think that you’d be so low Through the veins of yesterdays Rewinding the tape of distorted plays Another dose of narcotic light Another host of pathetic lies Another dose of narcotic light Another host of pathetic lies Nostalgia is your curse and coffin In a world still alive and not begotten Guilt is the soil that fills your mouth Like the blood of broken teeth and vows Follow the last regret to the grave shallows Did you ever think that you’d be so low Through the veins of yesterdays Rewinding the tape of distorted plays Through the veins of yesterdays Rewinding the tape of distorted plays Another dose of narcotic light Another host of pathetic lies Another cry of narcotic high Another try and another fight

Always burned away Without Without ghosts Within glass Without love Always turned away Without Without want Within throat Without rope With - Without ghosts Forever turned over Without Without will Within earth Without Faith Forever purged lower Without Without edge Within quiet Without noise With - Without ghosts about