Three Knocks of Enoch
Gathered fire hear our story teller of sleeping gypsies
Travellers in fog their 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 horoscopes Circus Solway
Glass dolls shattered we remake in crystal array
Human replicators evolving altered state
Dress us of happy thread, hide our frown we shall assimilate
Cutting away all that red tape morality
Bleeding spinal cord taste tested on tongues mortality
Necromancer charitable donation ministry
Christian collective pray for me industry
Day walkers coat hanging skin suits
Fleshly wrapped falsely sainted laced boots
Days of dead we drown decadence to death
Rabbit holes we burrowed in heads
Deep wells to throw wellness to dread
Spider paralysis silent playing dead marionettes
Sad humility my puppet lovelies be your woeful best
Deny of me your humanity so love shall be but a memory we float
Take from me all the love you keep and I shall rise the air that chokes
Beneath our context relative subliminal screams
No songs of open throat to meditate our typhoon stream
We polish eyes to shine so pristine like looking glass
Ceremony of secular sky in one eyed masks
Spillways of flowing rivers thy malice of conscious sanity
Opening minds we refabricate those fractures in vanity
We found your fallen God hugging a Celtic cross
Nailed by the forged hammer from justice lost
Serving his time denied a smile or his freedom bond
Painting that deity face on totem poles
Prays you spoke now breach your city walls
Open church doors to siege machines of godless dreams
Thunder preachers ride upon those tidal screams
Rolling waves flowing lies behind their stolen eyes
Viewing rooms as her face be a lovely bouquet of floating candy canes
Shining peepers blushing headlights upside down in spinning rain
See of me this life the distorting manifestations of your cerebellum reflection
Dare I be becoming so eloquently bled to perfection
Assigned his spinning eye of time to see the kneeling confessor
Stamping feet he send forth all who be dropped by Stalk
Surrender all to me the younglings if they first born of corn
As town flowers sleep we mark their doors with bone chalk
Return when still hiding from dying for he rises through the deepest floors
Our prism locks light of dark crystalline
Lost children singing my book to steal minds
Reverend Jeremiah sermon inductions for church choir
His hating mirror repeats words of preachers fierce denial
Sinners you be in my kneeling hall of the banished
Each crime that be taken from life shall return upon thee as hope vanished
Repeat after me my fellow patrons of providence call
“Forgive of me in my purgatory to confess I be the alternating empty
In this cathedral we vow to chastise our justice to our enemy
With death inside my mortal hide I cane my blood to stain the crest
Take of me all that feeds the poor and unworthy, no mark I need to pass any test
Read to us bibles verse, last to first if revelations of wisdom be thy devil
Rotate our church to have if pleased our burial tombs at ground level
We pray for rain to wash my sin in falling death of one kiss midnight enchantress
Organs sound of old lost and found my donation of charity box
In no name we praise skin slain and sell my hell on this our equinox
Clapp his Jeremiah justified justice do covet over all that mocks
Now to beg for none we forgive of thy sinful fallacy
Reverend eyes rotate in counter clockwise circularity
Catch them and kill them all with sin purged to the fire
Ringing bells in his mind cell of town criers
Scribe my name to gloating throat
Words in tongue spoken by the man crow
I see my eyeless night in Uranus Moons
Stargazed in orrery built to see trailing blue
Tell my secret kept to dead books in hollows boat
Darkest be light of true stars black rainbow
Need not to wear thy morning golden robe
Burn down all your claims to fame and thrones
Carnival light givers summon the crucifixion sideshow
Waiting be thy scarecrow at your crossroads
Nailed to the rotten wood hear it coming thy Death shaker
Rattle maker of songs from hollow bones
