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fire spreading around
03:47
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you know it’s a stain all these aches and pains
blood smeared upon your lips
and all the coppers you would gift a brick
the way you dip your hips the way you wreck all ships
dancing with a dangerous wind
careless as it takes your hand yet again
if we’re just fire spreading around
careless flowers scatter the ground
a secret shame some warm winter claim
deception scored across the sky
left us in knots that we can’t untie
the way you slink like a snake
the way my body breaks
dancing with a dangerous wind
helpless as it holds your hand to the bitter end
if we're just fire spreading around
careless flowers scatter the ground
a freight train
it carries your name
a slender stem hides a sheltered storm
let’s burn out the rich
then we’ll all keep warm
the way you disappear
you’re neither there nor here
dancing with a dangerous wind
hopeless as it spins you about once more again
if we're just fire spreading around
careless flowers scatter the ground
we’re likely gonna burn it all down
hanging on a soft offense
always coy to consequence.
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groomed
02:17
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groomed to be consumed
copping warmth in the crooked gloom
hang up your halo and cry
flee to your room linger like a long goodbye
in there we could do anything
you could read me poetry i could sing
some shitty half prepared song i wrote for you
resume to be deplumed
by an appetite it takes its bite
hung up halo immolates
the whited knights
flee to your room urgent as a firefight
in there we can feel everything
fingers always falter on the sighing strings
crooning low only embittering the blight
and if it all ends here tonight
i’d still say that you’re outta sight
misled and self behead
seasoned to the circus
now just starving for the bread
Bella’s angel posted at your bed
slipping through your eye
slender as a thread
in there we could be anything
no blood to rinse
No hands to wring
underwing fling to a fabulous affair
it’s fine if it ends in fangs
or the most peculiar interrobangs.
in there we could do anything
you could read me poetry and i could sing
some shitty half prepared song i wrote for you
and if it all ends with a plume
just hold me as it gathers in bloom.
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mannequin
04:04
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every sun a star not every star a sun
can’t remember from whom
but i heard that from someone
time finespun into midnights carnalities
you and me and the rats and the fleas
the winds grace through the tunnel moving on steel wheels
the mountains moved us in ways
we hadn’t yet allowed ourselves to feel
against a future too eager for its feast
too young to catch a clue
looking back i wish i knew
no one gets out
you can’t win
able bodied mannequin
i know the price of no return
flesh to fire let it burn
now at first in lament it seemed to me
thought i heard a thousand iron horses moan
now no longer so alone
to the burning cold and hardened stone
boot heel caught up in the bottom rung
a reckless kindness shimmering in those eyes
remembering those wild looks you used to give me i was hypnotized
we bled our truths just to give each other proofs
climbed a fire escape to play
looking up i heard you say
no one gets out
you can’t win
able bodied mannequin
i know the price of the return trip
flesh to feast let them rip.
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a perfect flower
03:07
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all smoke and blood
all shrapnel and tears
a perfect flower
got crushed in the gears
lorn and begotten
two arms to fall apart in
am i floating? is this control
and i need to know
is love a dagger drawn
i don't wanna harm no one
i regret re-ignition
all this messy interstitium
i think we're gonna need a mortician
you fiddle while rome burns
then beckon when it's my turn
i put up no opposition
all pride and teeth
all broken stars
a safe place wherever you are
caressing hands and fingers fuss to find
a new somewhere we can both leave behind
and i need to know
is love a dagger drawn
i mean no harm to anyone
and i need to know
what scared you so
i think i feel it too
i regret re-ignition
all this messy interstitium
i think we're gonna need a mortician
you fiddle while rome burns
then beckon when it's my turn
i put up no opposition
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the price of moonlight
02:41
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it’s a tender grift
it’s a groan can’t you see boy
With surprise and charm free-fall into these arms
my brain sets off all alarms
in the moonlight there’s a price
what it is i can’t say
i’ll wager it all anyway
and the moonlight on your skin
it’s the kindest gaze
and i’m lost in a million ways
your an elegant tease
and i’m a Jezebel
when i’m on my knees
willing in that wind
to make you come again
and i’m not trying to break your heart
or go in for the steal
i could never do such disgrace
to such a pretty face
just wanna be for real
in the moonlight there’s a price
what it is we can’t say
we roll the dice anyway
and the moonlight on your skin
it’s the kindest gaze
and i’m lost in a million ways
there’s cinematic conceit
crashing down upon the wrecks and wreaks
plastered passion and the blushing lips
your love dripping from these fingertips
the check is on its way
i’ll tell you when we get there you say.
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within your forest
04:33
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who moves these hands?
sometimes i just don’t understand
a provocateur
a belligerent bore
or something more
bracken curling through the corridor
you’re losing your step
you’re underfed you’re underslept
you kept a forest where no one could see
i was too daft to see for your trees
and who crafts these words?
that linger and remain unheard
buried quickly in sand
spit in my face make me a man
you’re losing your way
you’d play now but the time is to pay
within your forest
you swore you’d never leave
too armored now to let yourself believe
who carries the heart?
to where the dark will bite before it barks
you fell much lower than the floor
i was shown a grave
or a wishing well
at the time i just couldn’t tell
your losing your grip
and what you’re holding is giving you the slip
without your forest you’d break in the wind
or you could shed that tired old skin
you’re losing your way
you’d play now but the time has come to pay
within your forest
you swore you’d never leave
too armored now to let myself believe
too naive to see.
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altar
03:29
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we’re all prostrate to an altar of self
an altar of hate there’s an altar of power
and how much can i hold over you?
what can i do, what can i say?
to make you stay and go away
simultaneously
i was singing to a shadow when you saw so crystal clear
now you know
that when it gets in a wickedness aims to grow
too surly or too early or just stilled from the start
it’s some kind of art
of walking upright and falling apart
were all sedate in the furnace room
within the crawling skin beneath
the palace of power
a long shadow moves within you
conscript of fate you’re a two way street
but they bait you with triumph
it’s acquiesce or defeat if you expect to eat
i was running with the shadows
when you thought i disappeared
thought you should know
when the fear gets it’s grips
you just gotta go
i was scrawling out like scribble
you remain so art nouveau
you know it shows
better to cast away the casket
and knuckle under
for the overthrow.
i was singing to the shadows
when u saw so crystal clear
now you know
that when a wickedness gets in
it aims to grow
too surly or too early
or even damned from the start
but made into art
of walking up rite and falling apart
i was running with the shadows
when you thought i disappeared
now you know
that when the fear gets hold
you just gotta go
i was scrawling out like scribble
and you remained so art nouveau
you know it shows
better to cast away the casket
and knuckle under
for the overthrow.
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loss to ignite
03:20
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fiberglass, hands caked in clay
your burnish blinds with that indelicate grace
comminution of the hearts fine dust
a surrender to an uneasy totem of trust
do you feel it too?
it’s here let me show you
in the twist of your tease
you bring me to my knees
some loss to ignite
you were always for the fight
i was always lost in flight
i’d rather detour the day
and at it’s end we’re both still living i pray
four precious seconds with you
do you feel it too?
it’s here let me show you
in the darkest hour
i could be your flower
or a seed in the wind
breathe in blow me away again
a quiet golden kiln
just as dense as my loveless pretense
light a fire in the cupboards forgotten
thought i’d make it to the grave a lonely loner
self begotten
do you feel it too?
it’s here let me show you
in the twist of your tease
you got me on my knees
do you feel it too?
it’s here let me show you
a seed in the wind
catch me if you can
breathe in
and then blow me away again.
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when i'm drunk or asleep
03:04
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when i’m drunk or asleep
often we’ll meet
i see you in a certain way
the features of your face
the way you scrunched up your nose
and teased for something offbeat
but votive and impassioned i’d dish it right back
beautifully broken in two tongues
the words i wish to say they’d surely drown
goes through the walls without a sound
exhumed transmissions to you
and your blue winter coastline
your eyes where i made home for the last time
oh clear blue winter coastline
as settling frost it’ll quiets time
assuage the body rest
but what of the mind
i hear you’re doing well they say
maybe see you around some way
upon the moments slowly paling
and gently fading in the light of the moon
within each lived and loved forever
yet adjourning too soon
to those eyes oh so blue
a reservoir for all i once knew
two wavering frequencies
were just two drunk guitars
you were always my shooting star
transmission from the shallows to you
and your blue winter coastline
your eyes where i made home for the last time
oh clear blue winter coastline
as settling frost it’ll quiets time
assuage the body rest
but what of the mind
i hear you’re doing well from afar
my heart is with you wherever you are.
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skull flowers and trembling towers
and i came at your request
i tried my very best
but that best was in such a rapid decline
To see yours close to mine
and the distance screams the end of the line
let love destroy you
let it break your brittle bones
let love adore you
let it take you as it’s own
i’m a ghost with the most to fear
you watch me slowly disappear from here
inexorably twisted to some crumbling fate
put your back up to the wall
there’s truly nothing to this effortless fall
let love destroy you
it’s coming like a plague
let love adore you
let it break you on its way
skull towers and trembling flowers
and i came at your request
surrender now to your cunning flesh
sweeping fevers a seduction that forewarned
i thought i could reform
didn’t know you dreamt of unicorns
let love destroy you
it’s coming like a plague
let love adore you
let it break you on its way
let love destroy you
it’ll bring you to your knees
as it whispers oh so sweetly in your ear…
…you’ll never have me.
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salo Portland, Oregon
✨⛓𝓢𝓪𝓵𝓸⛓🖤is former Ritual Veil synthesist/multi-instrumentalist Tim Iserman. Sweet nothings to the lonely hearts🥀BLM!!! SAY
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