Elementalist
Elementalist - Part I
Dropped
the very essence
of me
filling my lungs
- as it slowly
c h o k e s
me -
falling,
into a void
and a feeling:
standing in a crowd
Intimidated! by the shear SIZE and
sublimity of
these waters where nothing ...
seems to move,
matter,
materialize,
make sense.
This endless blue, reflecting the masses
Here I am simply: a bottle in the ocean
A neglected note
A dying dream
An ignored idea
A thought fading ...
... on a journey
everywhere, where anywhere is nowhere and
somewhere is nowhere near where
anyone, someone, everyone should
feel, think, fear or be found caught
by careful currents clearing and cleaning
up...
... float forever, bound to float along, forever, and
wait, for it all
wait, to just dry out and then
wait, bury in to the ground and
wait, just
wait, for the one
wait, for the unthirsty
pick me up
Elementalist - Part II
Swallows swinging in the sky
playing with clouds whom
never seemed whiter
breathing in sunlight
as if, there was no tomorrow.
Cough!
Am I awake?
Dark clouds cast thunder
and smile as they cry over us;
they dare to take pity.
The sun forever claimed
The ground, the very essence
left observing
freezing, so feeble, fading;
The whitest there is.
A mental ice age
Changed in the absence:
Gloomy air compressed,
between clouds & care.
-
Hear hymns flapped from wings with fear flaming forever:
"All power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely"
Elementalist - Part III
Inferno! It catches me
off guard with a sensation
of something in ember, temptation!
burning thoughts breathing fire
with each second all exploding
in my veins, I AM ABLAZE
particles on fire forever
doomed to rage; this goddamn world
as percieved to be at ease
Soldier! Incarnation -
through fire facilitates
- a wake up call: my destination
Lit up, this smoke I will inhale
A message: I exhale
my contamination
turning jaded eyes red;
"STAND ABLAZE,
Inhale-Exhale brothers,
a call to arms!"
Elementalist - part IV
United, moving mountains in
Unison, making things matter
Utilizing, everyone and each other
and without wings simply
stepping, shaking the foundation and
ripping up roots and instead inspiring innovation.
Come all you weary, Come gather up near me.
Break your iron bars and shake, shake!
Embrace the end and erase the ends, the
essence of earth will wipe out weathered walls and
SEND THE SKY SULKING
Dropped
the very essence
of me
filling my lungs
- as it slowly
c h o k e s
me -
falling,
into a void
and a feeling:
standing in a crowd
Intimidated! by the shear SIZE and
sublimity of
these waters where nothing ...
seems to move,
matter,
materialize,
make sense.
This endless blue, reflecting the masses
Here I am simply: a bottle in the ocean
A neglected note
A dying dream
An ignored idea
A thought fading ...
... on a journey
everywhere, where anywhere is nowhere and
somewhere is nowhere near where
anyone, someone, everyone should
feel, think, fear or be found caught
by careful currents clearing and cleaning
up...
... float forever, bound to float along, forever, and
wait, for it all
wait, to just dry out and then
wait, bury in to the ground and
wait, just
wait, for the one
wait, for the unthirsty
pick me up
Elementalist - Part II
Swallows swinging in the sky
playing with clouds whom
never seemed whiter
breathing in sunlight
as if, there was no tomorrow.
Cough!
Am I awake?
Dark clouds cast thunder
and smile as they cry over us;
they dare to take pity.
The sun forever claimed
The ground, the very essence
left observing
freezing, so feeble, fading;
The whitest there is.
A mental ice age
Changed in the absence:
Gloomy air compressed,
between clouds & care.
-
Hear hymns flapped from wings with fear flaming forever:
"All power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely"
Elementalist - Part III
Inferno! It catches me
off guard with a sensation
of something in ember, temptation!
burning thoughts breathing fire
with each second all exploding
in my veins, I AM ABLAZE
particles on fire forever
doomed to rage; this goddamn world
as percieved to be at ease
Soldier! Incarnation -
through fire facilitates
- a wake up call: my destination
Lit up, this smoke I will inhale
A message: I exhale
my contamination
turning jaded eyes red;
"STAND ABLAZE,
Inhale-Exhale brothers,
a call to arms!"
Elementalist - part IV
United, moving mountains in
Unison, making things matter
Utilizing, everyone and each other
and without wings simply
stepping, shaking the foundation and
ripping up roots and instead inspiring innovation.
Come all you weary, Come gather up near me.
Break your iron bars and shake, shake!
Embrace the end and erase the ends, the
essence of earth will wipe out weathered walls and
SEND THE SKY SULKING
Unik inspiration
Att klockan 23:00 en måndag kväll släcka ner allt ljus i rummet och streck lyssna igenom fyra album med en penna i hand och en bunt post-it lappar. Resultat följer inom den närmaste tiden, och om någon undrade vad det var jag lyssnade på var det det här bandet.
Broken Lungs:
Broken Lungs:
Woke up to a brand new skyline
We licked our wounds and mourned the dead
Swallowed the story, hook and sinker
Is that what we meant, when we said that we never would forget
Or are we fools and cowards all
To let them cover up their lies
'Cause we all watched the buildings fall
Now watch the scales fall from our eyes
A fire burns beneath Manhattan
Still we breathe with broken lungs
We act like none of this matters
Is that what we meant, when we said that we’d sing what must be sung
Are we fools and cowards all
To let them cover up their lies
'Cause we all watched the buildings fall
Now watch the scales fall from our eyes
We want answers
Scream from the roofs
We want justice
We want the truth
"Initiative more than anything: penetrating, penetrating"
Crowbars and Handcuffs
Awareness casts a shadowmore accusing than others
Swallow the conventions, I guess
no one ever bothers.
merely tracking; barely cracking
Still I was handed the crowbar
The rate of interest has
fallen:
“I’m sick and tired of impossibility,
leaving only with tranquility”
I forfeit
whatever share I had!
I remove
caring handcuffs and I am glad!
I bet
this leaves you sad ...
So cry me a fucking river my
friend. The end
x
Banquet
Initiative more than anything
Penetrating Penetrating
Eyes set to passive
Aiming for everything
Expecting nothing, but
Tasting, faking something
Small sips
The taste of alcohol
Closeness, closeness
This damn banquet;
Dehydration and Headache
Bump, Bump – Nosebleed
Hands soaked in blood
