Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Somnambulant , by - Anopheli. Song from the album The Ache of Want, in the genre МеталRelease date: 01.10.2015
Record label: HALO OF FLIES
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Somnambulant , by - Anopheli. Song from the album The Ache of Want, in the genre МеталSomnambulant |
| Jaundiced nova |
| I perceived |
| for the first time |
| a trillion entrances |
| a trillion exits |
| all sacred euphonies |
| of chemical consequence |
| I was somnambulant |
| I caught the gust of |
| matters dark antithesis |
| and charted courses |
| I watched worlds torn, |
| stars extend infernal arms |
| and hollow mouths devour |
| galactic calories |
| I found this orb |
| aqua marine entrancing |
| fell deeply in love |
| with the paradigm of life |
| to my horror |
| those dealt its hand |
| seemed wholly devoted |
| to its demise |
| this gift I prized |
| to know it was harboured |
| amongst diminished forms |
| whose love was death |
| I was Enkidu |
| made of lifeless clay |
| I swayed Gilgamesh |
| of arrogance |
| I broached conversations |
| with hirsute philosophers |
| in Athenian corridors |
| for want of their reasoning |
| to glean a notion of regret |
| yet I saw through epidermis |
| glimpsed the craving |
| of lustful supplication |
| I sought Alexandria |
| its scrolls held scrawled apology |
| I scoured millennia |
| did not find my quarry |
| the mewling Christ |
| no longer an only child |
| as prophet moulds are rendered |
| and problem siblings cast |
| with reckless abandon |
| you decreed usefulness of skin |
| reductive anatomy |
| diminished to function |
| unable to harbour life yourself |
| jealous you built ovarian prisons |
| you manufactured gods |
| to relinquish your blame |
| raised forests to burn |
| ancestral graves |
| enslaved species into |
| theatres of immolation |
| In the basement |
| of a tenement house |
| bodies interned under floors |
| in their blood he is risen |
| In his eyes I have seen |
| the highest possible bliss |
| feverish lucidity |
| a joy so complete |
| It is in his direful acts |
| he prized nectar from the gods |
| he washed in ichor endorphines |
| Orgasmic flood |
| congratulations |
| through sodden holes he has dug |
| in torsos he has reached |
| a non corporeal state |
| for heavens sake alone |
| he carved a doorway |
| in the disemboweled |
| and found the righteous path |