MorpheusSandman
11-05-2009, 08:12 AM
Fly! Fly! You marauding gulls!
Chasing the tails of fire-flying unicorns
Through the nether ether
Towards the tops of impossible peaks
Ride around the ravines and peer over the precipice
These slippery sides of rotting weeds and olden wood
Tail and tell the wispy tales of late night magic
Dam these burning gulfs!
This torrent of couree charged
We’ll chase the fncker back to its leaking mouth
Leave us this scoria
Commit to this imperial march over the obsidian banks
We’ll wrack and tear our tender feet on the basalt
Abjure the cool and all relief
Live only for our permanent torment
But oh! Only for a time!
Only for a short time…
Never was so long ago before I knew what it was
Yesterday
And tomorrow was just a wraith
A promise and nightmare to drown thoughts in
This evil and day has come
Conveyed on the backs of phantasmagoric horses
You dragoons and mustangs must stay and yield
The razor blades of grass cut easily through this carnal cage
Rip and tear us to pieces
If I could ever catch a thunderheaded nebula
Interpret it in fits of pareidolia
Arrest the sounds in an ever shifting jungle
Understand it through this paralyzing apophenia
I’d be ok
I’d be ok
I just know I would
But never, never, never, never, never
And today
Chasing the tails of fire-flying unicorns
Through the nether ether
Towards the tops of impossible peaks
Ride around the ravines and peer over the precipice
These slippery sides of rotting weeds and olden wood
Tail and tell the wispy tales of late night magic
Dam these burning gulfs!
This torrent of couree charged
We’ll chase the fncker back to its leaking mouth
Leave us this scoria
Commit to this imperial march over the obsidian banks
We’ll wrack and tear our tender feet on the basalt
Abjure the cool and all relief
Live only for our permanent torment
But oh! Only for a time!
Only for a short time…
Never was so long ago before I knew what it was
Yesterday
And tomorrow was just a wraith
A promise and nightmare to drown thoughts in
This evil and day has come
Conveyed on the backs of phantasmagoric horses
You dragoons and mustangs must stay and yield
The razor blades of grass cut easily through this carnal cage
Rip and tear us to pieces
If I could ever catch a thunderheaded nebula
Interpret it in fits of pareidolia
Arrest the sounds in an ever shifting jungle
Understand it through this paralyzing apophenia
I’d be ok
I’d be ok
I just know I would
But never, never, never, never, never
And today