Dalek

Eyes To Form Shadows

Dalek


I sense this social order in decline 
Our people's been assassinated by our own blind 
Balance bullets off last vertebrae 
Yo gunshots and lyrics if well aimed will reverberate 
There's no escape 
Your false Jesus promised lies 
I'm... serenaded by sincere tears often 
The honest only work to afford wooden coffins 
Done talking cause it's speech that allows for deceit 
This dalek I speak is forever bred in basements 
Complacent eyes are the only witness to my changes 
Abrasive words slurred with obtuse thought 
Caught by the few who do watch 
But lost on these blocks. 

Breath below gravel 
Eyes to form shadows 
Despair always ample 
Structure's unraveled 
Breath below gravel 
Eyes to form shadows 
Head's nod 
But we still living shackled 

Ample time to sleep once this vein's collapse 
Clasp hands in vain attempt to prey upon victims 
Asked for incisions to sever chest from mind 
Designed from remnants of nightmares broke in sections 
Blessings can't save designated slaves 
Only answer that remains to subvert whole system 
All systems fail 
But it's patience that has failed 
As our patriarchy's jailed to provide veiled income 
None listen I speak with pierced larynx 
Addicts move in slow increments within granite 
Hands bound and damaged are weapons we brandish 
Deemed savage by masses 
When this anger's just average. 

Breath below gravel 
Eyes to form shadows 
Despair always ample 
Structure's unraveled 
Breath below gravel 
Eyes to form shadows 
Head's nod 
But we still living shackled 

That pathetic premise of freedom is false 
Futility of earthly flesh answers death's solemn call 
Within these very words lie my ancestral tongue 
I kept breath within collapsed left lung 
As I witnessed modern tower of Babel come undone 
These bloodshot eyes surmise that most meaning is lost. 

Lost paradise rots 
Vacant lots breed riots 
Few men defiant as we tread 'mongst giants 
Filthy air of liar fills lung of young lions 
Pierced flesh of Mayan bleeds words on papyrus 
Desires blurred in tortured minds of the pious 
None stand as righteous when judged through this iris 
Skin marked by man's iron 
Weighted souls wake when well tired 
The unsuspected conspire 
Brunt smoke from pyre fills night's sky 
Should we attempt to walk on water since we all crucified? 
These questions denied 
Answers just lies 
Sanctify history from hands of blind scribes. 

Breath below gravel 
Eyes to form shadows 
Despair always ample 
Structure's unraveled 
Breath below gravel 
Eyes to form shadows 
Head's nod 
But we still living shackled