Halls of the Dark Muse

The Land of Milk and Honey

I'm under the gun
why deny it?
Bent beneath the thumb
yet we all try to hide it

What is freedom
but ice and honey

We all breathe the noxious gasses
lost in our hallucinations

the only release
is one grave away

What is truth?
a savior? a saint?
God's truth is a dose of prozac
to put us all to sleep
while the devil whispers in your ear
to draw you awake
shatter the rose-tinted glass

Watching yourself
walk backward through time
you realize it is but another stranger

Living in a race
of slave and master
where every master
is another man's slave
and ever slave someone else's master

Remove the opal from your eye
all delusion is a safety net
can you really learn to fly?

No angels wings will come and guide you
once you denounce the cage that binds you
only a shadow yourself
stands between surrender and disaster

When it all gets to be too much
swallow your pills
to go back to Eden
and join the herd.