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Ritual Springs

by Ritual Springs

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1.
Hands are the wire, taps Reviled. Contempt for your most beautiful lines. I rot, you grow. Destruction of process. Swallow me whole, While I’m still alive. Rivet ones eye. Bearer of burden. Swallow me whole. Your language is lies. I hear through the walls. Your touch is my vice Your in control. I’ve lost control. All the scratches I’ve received. And the nicks. And the cuts. And the trips. And the bumps. They make me fall to my knees. Violate me. My hands are tied. Your dysfunction keeps me alive. Devotion and conquest. Your hands are the wire. Elegance faulty, I’m your design. Planned obsolescence. I a gadget/ I’m your possession. You are my habit. Abnegation signals the blind Your hands are the wires. My mouth is wired. If it were just a breeze. No dirt on my face, no elbow grease. What would be left to wash away. Fixation and ritual Enslavement is progress Carnalities, vigilance. Perfection in distress Information gathering I hear through the walls. Method obstruction. I hear through Your voice is like wires.
2.
Falling through prismatic streaks. Blue line defines your purest intentions. Stimulus. Glass eyed magnetic hiss. Your purity is so naïve. You’ve chosen me. Your noble exposure. Grasping. Aching. You need. Cuff and a crease. Broken teeth. Glass frames these Champagne shards. White lines define. Concepts of time. Blood draw. Vulnerable isle. Push slowly. Glamorous vile. Inhale your excuses. Swallow apologies. Plug all your purpose. Inject lack of reasoning. DISTORT Credibility. Wrap up those arms. Evidence of harm. Cuff and a crease. Broken teeth. Glass frames these Champagne shards. White lines define. Concepts of time.
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oh agnes 02:42
You trespassed against us. Holy figment. Keep calming. Regimented. Vice nor virtue. Feeding a diet. Pitch black prescription. Please come to grips with this crisis. Oh Agnes. And this. And this. The lights are fading. Memories shifted. Narrowing visions. Veil unlifted. Lavender keepsake. Sliver and fortune. Oh Agnes. Tongue slips. End this. Please end this Anguish. Oh Agnes.
4.
Know it deep down in your gut. The shoe is on the other foot. A treasure trove of tragedy. Vacuum joy to vacancy Cover blown, lose the veil Seduced by the devil's tail. A pitch black stream of anti-hope. Touting up through holy throats Dooming beam of Ultimate Power pure unfaltering Locked into a figure eight Back on track with no escape Gamma ray of anti-faith/fate The slicing judgment of a blade Sort me out to spite no one After all is said and done Metastasizing through your soul I'm doling out to make me whole The precious goods of mine, I stole A shoveled life - A perfect hole The underbelly of a cure You thought you knew- don't be so sure Lasers, flames, and no erase Brazen chests to chin and face Hex upon the all who race Victor spoils the stand in place
5.
Don’t you know it’s true, I lie and lie and lie to you. And lie and lie and lie. Well at least I’m honest. Take you for granted, I take advantage Take what I need, I’ll promise then vanish No consequences for my sins when you show no damage. It’s hard to prove my crimes. Leave you in the dark at daylight Don’t bite the hand that feeds your ego Teeter on the steeple. It’s salesmanship, balancing. And therein lies the paradigm. What’s yours is mine if I invest the time Grift grips, ripping through their lives. Call me selfish, or even perverse When I take what I want But don’t care who get’s hurt. Backhanded blessings, but worthy addressing You get what you give, when no love is pressing. Oh how I’ve mislead you I lied and lied to make it through and lied and lied and lied Visions of the blinded. Sincere serenity, fabricated fantasy Deliver the harm with the softest kiss Disregard your every wish Monitor my every need Neglecting you so lovingly A twist of fate, the rules of chance. Regretful of your circumstance.
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Protect me from the thrills Brittle like glass Protect me from the flares of a guilty crash. The utility of scars melt into dust The diamond edged reality Slips through the cuts Collect not on a scorching surface. No threshold in a sunken purpose Drone on and on, endless division Infinite split second decision Passing through, hurried youth Hand in hand was the plan Solid air, conscience bare. No Remorse. Rush and force. Decorate the sky where mountains clash. Soaring just beyond the worlds of forgotten past. The collection of the scars history cut On a mission, need to touch the depths of trust Collision point, Heaven’s voice Hell to pay, free of choice. Thunder cloud, overground Vice like lightning Waves of loud 2X
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I want to live in a brand new world. Where leaders don’t take the role of Gods. And hope is greater than futile thoughts. Turn blind eyes. Neglect, decline. Tapped the lifelines. Depraved profits (prophets) Radiate these plastic seas. Fleeing from your years of silence. Inaction is an act of violence. Exodus With hands of time our fate unwinds. Exodus Deplete and watch the waters rise. Exodus Glutton pigs so ravenous Exodus Nothing grows but our fears. Forsake the truth. Remove yourself Abandon lands For arks of guilt Wither old world Project your myth Daft optimist We reach. Head into the coldest black Guidance lights. Directionless. Incriminate with the clearest of conscience. Ignorance is not innocence. Your greatest endeavors, most fruitless of efforts. Consumerist vice comes at a high price. Disregard the warning signs. Mass extinction of mankind. Exodus:Chorus
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safety cage 03:41
World is full of skin and brace. Drain your life of thoughts and wonder. Beg to swim, Eyes fixed wide. Hand and neck, you’ll be pulled under. Good riddance to this safety cage. The needle sews. The burning page. And always want’s your greatest need. Extract your faith, oh cripple. Oh how I thought the world of you. With fist and foot And lock and handle With gold and milk Carry an arm to help you along. Oh how I thought the world of you. With fist and foot And lock and handle With gold and milk Carry an arm to help you along. Oh how I caught the world on fire. With sword and arm And iconic charm. As rust and rot takes down your vessel. Pray to your shallow gods. A lapse of force, investigates. Move along manuscripted angles. Pulpit pose. Bear your cross. Demystify your deepest cover. The cost is far too much to pay. Since royals can’t afford those dreams. Settle for scraps and shame. Easy for you to blame.

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released April 13, 2015

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