Sunday, February 7, 2010

bleak by squiblur

And we are coming
Coming to bring light to this bleak bleak world
And we are coming
Coming in through the sounds you heard
And we are coming

Coming in through the door with a gun in hand
Don’t you understand this is a smash and grab ‘mam
And don’t say damn just hand over the cash
Jewels and china don’t start to whine or raise a fuss
Unless you wanna fuck with us and get religious
Like close to god and far from earth
Even though your heads in the turf
Similar to assault these words attack
Aggravated battery of guns go crack
Firing off rockets rising bills like stack
Now watch your whole world fade to black
Squiblur takes over handle cocked back


And when the wobble fades out there’s always satyre
Man in the corner mouth dripping hot fire
Rabid beast unleashed rages pent up desire
Wolfman makes his stand in a bed of sand
Shifting world betrays his stance
Ends up in a heap before your glance
Falling down like its part of the dance
Shrinks back to manchild heart still size wild
Gaze seeking escape from this cage of style
Can’t see the light in the midst of the pile
Wood all around can’t see a single tree
Death all around who wants to be free
Eyes face the ground or flee into glee
Running from dreams we hardly can see
I think that my dreams are talking to me
Do they tell me true futures late at night
Or do they show me a world where everything’s right
Idyll where my heart spills so free
Real world where my blood is black oily
And my veins pump acid on the daily
Heart hides away behind walls and screens
Truth dives away swims beneath sea green
Inhale escapism just to balance the beam
Exhale hope so bright it gleams

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