The Holy Connection An Alternative Exploration of Existence
“A nod to Alt-J”
When I wake up in the morning light, sunlight portrays me
Slash, slash; assassin de la mon etat; I want an imitation of reality
Noshed the sun away, I’ve fallen for the black outside my window!
The dark paints me from within and asks me how I wanna be dissolved now!
Or painless fading for home like Capa?
Should I send ‘em balaclaved men like I did for Leon?
Or ‘em greedy Mandela boys to ogle your heart out?
Amphetamines… take me where the wild things are
I say rather bury me deep into the mane of my lover!
Methadrine, my choice kingdom… Pull me like an animal out of a hole
Sleeplessly embracing; I’ve discovered lands & legions like no other!
Rope constricts… Sucking splash into my throat
I hum the song the soldiers sing, she hymns the song the sea sings!
She’s as white as a ghost, I’m a brave craftsmen busy burying my feelings for her!
Zolpedium… Bloodflood… Get high, hit the floor before you go…
A quelea crawls & whispers to me on my last flight
These eighteen lines sing one peaceful death; now just fall for your heart & wait for the dark!
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