1. Hold Down This Beast
When they started this she said, don’t touch my face
Crying glass tears with all her grace
And they tore and they tore and they tore and they tore
Leaving gashes and craters and lakes like mirrors
She was horse backed, head high and strident
She was kneeling, fingers pushed deep into the earth
And as she grasped and pulled it bent to her will
This is a cut deeper than we can go
This is a bruise so black that we cannot know
This is a break so we can take flight
This is too heavy for all our might
This is a beat, this is a retreat
On our hands and knees
This is us crushed into dust
This is not a want but a must
This is us cast into our folds
This is us when we’ve lost our hold
Sing from my eyes right down to my feet
Sing to my hair once black now white
A half opened box, strike a match
I’ll burn your stride and catch your might
You’re a cold wind
You’re guilty sin
You’re a half life
You’re a tired love
You’re a frozen smile
You’re a sewer of bile
There were four of them last time I looked and
It was at the core of them that it shook
Hold down this beast
As I slit its neck
As I caress its head
And I put it to rest
You’re a cold sweat
You’re an iron fist
You’re a battered hand
You’re a hard edge
2. Fly Superman Fly
Fly Superman fly
Fly fly super can of worms
Thrown at the head of a passerby
Struck dumb by the fucked up mess
Left on the floor like a pool of entrails
Stamped on and crushed
To disappear into a bruise
That heals but still is a bruise
Still a wound
Still a hurt
Still a breath untaken
Something torn out
Stolen and covered up
That bloated corpse of our own making
Fly Superman fly
And walked over
And walked over
And walked over
And talked over
Don’t you talk over me
I’m not here to be silent
I’m not here to lie down
To bend and fold under your weight
I want to fly Superman fly
I want to fly Superman fly
Don’t cry Superman
Don’t cry
Cry Superman Cry
Often I want to more than walk
And see the stars
And understand our sins
Often I want to more than talk
And read your mind
And undress your thought
Often I want to more than see
And read the night
And control my fright
Often I want to more than dream
And heal your wounds
And stop your screams
3. He's Steep
He’s steep
He’s steep
He’s steep that fucking creep
He’s steep
He’s steep
He’s steep that fucking creep
He’s steep
He’s steep
He’s really fucking steep that creep
And he used to race cars
And promise you the stars
And he used to buy champagne
To promote his campaign
And he used to write books
And hold on to minds
Clinging like a leach
Until that sound, that screech
Of a burnt out cigarette
Lighting his back
And he’d drop to the ground
Put on a new crown
And crawl his way to the peaks
And I travelled the sea
To catch you, they’d say
And I traveled my dreams
To catch you, they’d say
And all I desire
Is to dispatch you, they’d say
And I’d have put him at forty-five degrees at the end
And all I desire
Is to dispatch you, they’d say
4. The Cows
They were golden cows, all crossing over the breach
They were one thousand sows, that all began to screech
The crows flew high to observe the scene
Of these one thousand golden cows all tumbling into a ravine
It was the end of things that had brought them here
Nothing was so obvious, nothing was so clear
One by one they heaved their bodies off
And flung themselves heftily, springing from the rear
Not even the crows pierced eyes
Could see the bottom
Of the pit cast so black by a despair
Left aside to be forgotten
On the other side
One thousand lions stood in wait
For the end of this absurdity
For the resurrection of the gate
A golden gilded wall, for a moment anyway
A golden rain of death, that had seemed so far away
One by one they said in a tone so bored, dead and dry
It’s a sacrifice
It’s a dangerous choice
It’s the natural way
To balance out our life
One thousand golden cows
One thousand golden lions
And the winners just kept winning
And the winners just kept killing
5. Off the Chart
She’d pinned a dirty secret
Upon my lapel
Rang a bell
And put a note in my hand
And slammed it shut
I’m not a slut
Rattled around my head
As a great black ravine
Cut through my bed
As the toast burned
To no longer bread
And the coffee machine
Burst and shook
It was the first day
Not yet in stone
An empty room
A hollowed heart
A wild love
It was off the chart
The pinned on dirty secret
Burst into flower
And caressed my lapel
As I burned to its power
Read the note in my hand
Slit wide open
But I’m not so shut
Rattled my bed
As the toast burned
To no longer bread
And the coffee machine
Burst and shook
It was the first day
Not yet in stone
An empty room
A hollowed heart
A wild love
It was way off the chart
The pin had broken
The secret now a vine
Reached for my neck
And took me in its grip
The note now in ashes
And I just a cut
The rattling of my bones
Was becoming just to much
As the toast burned
To no longer bread
And the coffee machine
Burst and shook
It was the first day
Not yet in stone
An empty room
A hollowed heart
A wild love
It was off the chart
Bits of green
Torn out my clothes
The bell tolling
Oh they left in droves
Thousands of notes
Bent and folded in two
Enclosed in sheets
Embattled it rattled
And tore at my head
As the toast burned
To no longer bread
And the coffee machine
Burst and shook
It was the first day
Not yet in stone
An empty room
A hollowed heart
A wild love
It was way of the chart
It was the first day
Not yet in stone
An empty room
A hollowed heart
A wild love
It was way out of control
A hollowed heart
A wild, wild, wild love
6. Wolf Girl
Someone had cut off her head
And put a wolf’s head in its place
Now no one living
Has seen her since she
Lurched from his bed
A dark red trail of blood
Dripping from her claws
Etched down the street
As a line of curtains
As iron bars
Insulated their cores
Tales ran wild
Of her strange seductive might
Those razor teeth, those pierced eyes
And her power and grace in flight
When she opens wide those jaws
They’d say
And pierces deep your soul
It’s simply time to surrender my friend
You’ll never return home
The towns were small
The homes were neat
The police were useless
Where she accomplished her feat
As the piles of bodies filled
The monochrome mortuary fridge
The coroner’s reports started
Glitching and repeating
Wolf Girl attack I think
It’s always in your own dark wood
Where you feel her breath and strike
It’s an incorrigible, involuntary rage
Her insurmountable might
Someone had cut off her head
And put a wolf’s head in its place
Now no one living
Has seen her since she
Leaped from his bed
The towns were small
The homes were neat
The police were useless
Where she accomplished her feat
The hounds were small
The gardens were neat
The police were useless
Where she accomplished her feat
She’s got her teeth in your neck
And she’s ripping your soul
She’s got her claws on your back
Oh you’re loosing control
Someone had cut off her head
And put a wolf’s head in its place
Now no one living
Has seen her since she
Leaped from his bed
7. Moonlight Lights
Moonlight lights up the forest
But the forest is black as hell
Come and sit here, and wait here, and dream here, and die here, and grasp my hand until it’s as white as heat.
Come and sit here, and vent here, you can gloat here, and wring my wrist until it’s as white as heat.
Come and be here, and flee here, and be free here, and stamp your feet until they’re as black as night.
Come and fret here, and scream here, and shed tears here, déchires here, and stare at the sun until you’re all burned out.
Come and rest here, lay your head here, cast your last breath here, lay right down and let it take you away.
Moonlight lights up the forest
But the forest is black as hell
As black as hell
8. Cold Love
Dressed in fears, empty tears, our
life seemed past, from our grasp, it
lay in stone, dressed alone, from
all our views, past from view, when
it is done, hearts are flung, and
all is torn, rest your neck, look
what you’ve done, my cold love, look
what you’ve done, my cold love, look
Dressed to kill, iced to clear, our
plan seemed good, from our past, it
lay in stone, so we thought, from
all our lives, past from view, when
it was glass, just a cut, and
all was flung, to the wind, look
what you’ve done, my cold love, look
what you’ve done, my cold love, look
Dressed to sleep, keep my chain, our
hands are closed, meet my eye, it
lay in stone, crushed to sand, from
all intent, past from view, when
it was glass, it was crushed, and
all is wind, all is dust, look
what you’ve done, my cold love, look
what you’ve done, my cold love, look
9. DreamWorld
It was a soaking wet dream
Whipped up like cream
But that sound that it made
Gave us cause to be afraid
It was in the aftermath
That we lost our way
That careful squeeze
That tightened its hold
Was friendly at first
Until our chests began to fold
Two hands entwined
Aren’t always two hands refined
At half time
It was already too much
The shadow was cast
We’d already lost touch
A glass fingered crack
An icy flattered hack
Breathe it in
Breathe it out
Whisper quietly
Don’t shout
Breath it in
Breathe it out
Whisper quietly
Don’t shout
10. Heart Pump
It wasn’t as aggressive as he thought
It wasn’t as fatal as his fatality’s best
Cast iron ankles carrying
Cast iron feet
Surged from the sewer carrying
Cast iron wrists
Surging to his face
With cast iron fingers
Earth, nails, deep scratch
Hearth, fire, cold back
Seared, arm to wind
Air filled those lips
Leaning to spin
Gleaning to win
Oceans slant
Folded edges
It’s a kiss
Hard wait
Turning sight
Our might
Across the room
It’s sensed
Found tonight
Dark light
Corners turned
Lips burn
Wonder strike
Heart pump
Heart pump
Heart pump
Thump
But her silver eyes downward run
With gold locks upward flung
Her soldered breasts cracked
His soul in two, like a bun