Lyrics No Residual - 137

No Residual

I do my deeds with no residual
Pray my sins don’t become visible
Wipe my tears with glee
There’s a price to keep runes seminal
Like spotting death 'thin each cubicle
Creation groans with me
Spend each hour
Using truth as power
But the ruth’s enough
To make most men cower
I give my sweat
For sake of my craft
Even whilst I’m drowning
In need of a raft
I do my deeds with no residual
Pray my sins don’t become visible
Wipe my tears with glee
Femme fatales and Sirens everywhere
Woe 'thin curly locks and derrière
Strife in belly of beauty
I go, I go
I go my own way
I row, I row
Right into the fray
And when the Reaper comes to get me
I will just say
«When I fade to sea
I pray my quay will still stay»
I see time’s invaluable
The pendulum inviolable
You say my fate is malleable
It’s playing poker with a bull
Fateful tick
Of the clock on wall
So you can understand
Why I won’t rest till pall
Store my brine in thousand beakers
Pulchritude is for blood seekers
I see a lot of people avoiding my gaze
Hard to tell whether animus
Or whether daze
I’m a tough ship
With a hard hull
Built to weather stormy days
And the summer’s drying rays
Graphite’s used to quell my pain
Look at blood on lion’s mane
There’s a price for royalty
I’ve hung for wisdom 'pon the tree
Seen a lot of places that are dubious
Written many things that are luminous
Oftentimes the places that you go within yourself
Are the scariest
Wake up in the morning, feel nefarious
I make a lot of honey in my hive of veracity
Even though I’ve found the truth can sting
Like a bumblebee
Obeying ring of creativity
And checking doors for opportunity
And even midst the bleak reality
I keep my sanity
Indentured to my craft
And not a slave to mundanity
Oh the calamity
See all the vanity
Another new age worship to the god of materiality
I do my deeds with no residual
Pray my sins don’t become visible
Wipe my tears with glee