Текст песни Non-Objective Portrait Of Karma

(Quiet)
Light as a feather, stiff as a stone (2x)

Ignorance is bliss
No wise woman's failed to mention
And surely some koan
Suggests neglect leads to perfection
But the more I turn my face from the crowd
The more I feel my backs' increasingly compelled
For the sake of escape
To turn a knife on itself
A knife of relief from all the petty insight
And finally I'll sleep
I'll sleep through the night

BORED AS FUCK WITH THIS STREET CORNER-COVER
STUDY OF A FACE IN A FIGURE
SURVEYING THIS LANGUAGE AS A GAME
SURVEILLANCE OF THIS LANGUAGE
(AS THE PLAGUE (2x))
THE DIMENSION OF PERSISTENCE CONDEMNS
(WE'RE PLAGUED (2x))
THE DIMENSION OF PERSISTENCE CONDEMNS
IT'S THE PLAGUE
(THIS LANGUAGE (4x))
THE DIMENSION OF PERSISTENCE CONDEMNS

THIS PORTRAIT OF KARMA
CRAFTED IN ACCIDENT
TEXT BOOK SEDUCTION
MINUS THE TEXT IN THE LANGUAGE OF GHOSTS

AND SO WE RAN, LIKE THE WOLVES WERE BITING
THE INHIBITIONS OF THEIR PREY
KEPT THEM FROM SCREAMING
SCRATCH MY BACK AND
I WILL STAB YOU IN YOURS
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WITHOUT THE TEETH MARKS
BUT I PREDICT
I'LL HAVE TO SINK MY FANGS
IN SOMEONE ELSE'S HEART TO HEAL MY OWN
JUST A VICTIM'S SPLIT
ONE PART FOR THE WOLVES
ONE PART FOR YOU.
BUT I'LL GROW WEARY SOON
WEARY OF THIS FRACTAL CODE
WEARY OF THIS HALLWAY LINED WITH GHOSTS

JUST A SCRATCH UPON THE SKIN
A DROP OF BLOOD TO LET THEM IN
THEIR WORDS WILL CAUSE
THE SWEETEST FRACTURE FROM A STONE'S THROW
JUST A SCRATCH UPON THE SKIN
A DROP OF BLOOD TO WELCOME THEM
PARASITIC, VIRAL CRITICS, OR LOVERS
LIKE SPIRITS MINGLING IN THE MIST
THAT WE CRAFTED, A STARVING JURY
LET THEM EAT SHIT FROM OUR TREMBLING HANDS

THE HEAT FOR HEAT'S SAKE
ON THIS BARNARD BLOCK OF CONGRESS
DEDUCTIVELY SPEAKING THE POLAR OF PROGRESS
WELL MAYBE I PUT TOO MUCH FAITH IN the accident
Entranced, we danced toward the ripest display of escape
(Let the starving ghosts feats (3x))
From this flesh, from these bones

LET THEM ALL FEAST
(LIGHT AS A FEATHER
STAND BACK LET THE STARVING GHOSTS FEAST (3x))
IN THIS CHESS GAME OF LANGUAGE
FORCED TO SIT SO I PLAY ALL ALONE
WATCH THE BATHOS DRIFT FORTH LIKE
THE PETALS FROM A WILD CRAFTED ROSE