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02-06-2008, 01:37 PM | #1 (permalink) |
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Epilogue
Epilogue
(MySpace.com - The Incredible Flying Torture Orchestra - CHICAGO, Illinois - Experimental / Concrete / Healing & EasyListening - www.myspace.com/tifto) The burden of dust grows greater day by day As I wait to be found The reaction, I expect, Will be no different from that of a bear Trapped inside a well Slowly sinking into a thick, numbing gelatinous substance And experiencing its claws turning into dust That is to say, when he finds me here, He will know that his methods of attack and defense have crumbled But very quickly, he will feel nothing For now I sit and consider the aesthetic effects of my- Undertaking upon the carefully balanced tones Of the wall and ceiling Pollock's brush is gripped tightly in my hand It trembles in anticipation of the blasphemous act I count down the seconds but my pulse is slow and irregular 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1... Nothing yet. You will know the devil by his footsteps Because he has the hooves of a goat For God, in his infinite wisdom, marred all his most Wretched creations physically... or mentally So that man could recognize the evil manifest within The clicking of his crippled leg will seal the killer's fate What's it called to kill a king? Regicide... deicide... fratri- [Clicking sounds] [Door opens] [Two gunshots, placed two beats apart] |
02-06-2008, 07:02 PM | #2 (permalink) |
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The lyrics work quite well in with the music, but sometimes in your lyrics you have a great line, for example I loved "You will know the devil by his footsteps", but I felt that it was let down by the following line. But its very good.
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