Circus Solway

Heart fire tell of us sleeping gypsies

Travellers through fog caravans of mystery

Page burning lore of written history

Nightmare walkers in skinless pieces

Selling tear elixirs stirred with crimson kisses

Towns open gates to their horror-scopes Circus Solway

Paladins magic glass remade in crystal array

Medicinal healer evil concealer bare our cutting shame

Discarded bouquets thrown over passing parades

 

Freaks walking streets selling tickets to serenade pains tollway

Human replicators we integrate our evolved altered state

Dress us of happy thread we dance with dread and shall assimilate

Soaking sheets where we bleed ever so amicably 

Spinal cords tapped pour our drinks to ever lasting mortality

 

Human toons as animal balloons deflating Salazar grand bazaar

Days of mourning clouds the sky awnings to eyes ever far

Rising dusk to falling day celestial scales we play of Sun and night star

Winding sin in cynicism critiquing fault lines of adulterers

Crucifixion nailing our hearts affliction walking falling dust of Colter

Ghost towns in lock down Whistler hunting the children stolen

Quoting scriptures to heathens with his Jesus revolver

 

Christian believers turn to pages where salvation saves

Inhumane days under sun these bright walkers rise from graves

Lazy bones hanging in cloaking rooms still wearing their skin suits 

Fleshly wrapped falsely sainted laced up boots

 

Days of dead we drown their decadence to death

Rabbit holes we burrow to sink your God down that head

Each side of your temple we give a tap to access core rethreads

Deep wells of hell to wellness of waiting witches making bread

 

That tapping his gentle rapping on archways of temple doors

Surrender all to he the younglings under star of the first born

As town flowers sleep we mark their doors with bone chalk

No hiding when dying for he rises through the deepest floors

 

Lifts mountains off towns galloping clouds pulling worlds down

Parting sound wearing worlds his comet crown

Eclipsing eyes with darkness he rides with the heads of nine

No place for silence to find language when crying in sign

Reveal what you steal of time for no place can conceal what you hide

Fingers pointing with triggers drawn upon the back of Malachi

Making wormholes in the sky to fly lullabies

Hear him those Centaur feet clapping claws dragging chains

His coming his coming the sulphur rain before thunderstorms in our brain

Umbrellas so tethered that music in our head never heard in better weather

No court could herald their voice in monsoons of screaming letters

 

Rising heart that pulsing star seen of every soul floating in creek

Their bursting spirit keeping beat shaking worlds with stamping feet

Thousand there be in darkness I see standing by sea

Reborn in storm send forth my Children of Corn

Stars joined in lines of raging minds drawn

Fallen light of dawn come to be our path from shores

Join us in song as we sing along to buried love in half dead chords

We are the agony under beds silently screaming scratching at floors

No fingernails left we can’t stop bleeding trying to draw trap doors

 

Crow speaker nocturnal creature

He makes our body emulate the elemental oscillator

Asking kindly with smiling violence

May we take your saviour to be the Violator

Doomsayer with Fawn eyes growing wide

Feezes time with his turning Dilator

Our bleeding love be the dark arts in colour painted upon his cross

Eyelids like waves flying mind the Mariners Albatross

Showcase to encapsulate tales of Alice in jail her wanderlust suicide

 

Plagues sent upon the plains of no locust rain to wash your lands

Turning globes shaking snow the Scarecrow man in the falling sand

The man of wolf with might he shook walls of our eternal grave

Now we march a thousand hearts free of these chains

Replicating your memories our skin rolls in waves like octaves

Humming bees these birds of two we do hear kiss in each ear

Those echoes like the Angels cello foretold our greatest fear

He gave of life for us to fight with his light the great Fenrir

Our judgement to rights of none left to carry on our backs the fallen Sun

What soul be left to help the rest for each feather be weight of a ton

Will you return to stay and carry the rest back to your waiting star

Never we forget one kiss to hug a wish upon each light afar

Revelation stealer true words of heart that share of such pain

No happy smile this day as we watch skies of falling Angels in rain

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