Eyes to Form Shadows - Dälek

I sense this social order in decline

Our people’s been assassinated by our own blind

Balance bullets off last vertebrae

Yo gunshots and lyrics if well aimed will reverberate

There’s no escape

Your false Jesus promised lies

I’m… serenaded by sincere tears often

The honest only work to afford wooden coffins

Done talking cause it’s speech that allows for deceit

This dalek I speak is forever bred in basements

Complacent eyes are the only witness to my changes

Abrasive words slurred with obtuse thought

Caught by the few who do watch

But lost on these blocks.

Breath below gravel

Eyes to form shadows

Despair always ample

Structure’s unraveled

Breath below gravel

Eyes to form shadows

Head’s nod

But we still living shackled

Ample time to sleep once this vein’s collapse

Clasp hands in vain attempt to prey upon victims

Asked for incisions to sever chest from mind

Designed from remnants of nightmares broke in sections

Blessings can’t save designated slaves

Only answer that remains to subvert whole system

All systems fail

But it’s patience that has failed

As our patriarchy’s jailed to provide veiled income

None listen I speak with pierced larynx

Addicts move in slow increments within granite

Hands bound and damaged are weapons we brandish

Deemed savage by masses

When this anger’s just average.

Breath below gravel

Eyes to form shadows

Despair always ample

Structure’s unraveled

Breath below gravel

Eyes to form shadows

Head’s nod

But we still living shackled

That pathetic premise of freedom is false

Futility of earthly flesh answers death’s solemn call

Within these very words lie my ancestral tongue

I kept breath within collapsed left lung

As I witnessed modern tower of Babel come undone

These bloodshot eyes surmise that most meaning is lost.

Lost paradise rots

Vacant lots breed riots

Few men defiant as we tread 'mongst giants

Filthy air of liar fills lung of young lions

Pierced flesh of Mayan bleeds words on papyrus

Desires blurred in tortured minds of the pious

None stand as righteous when judged through this iris

Skin marked by man’s iron

Weighted souls wake when well tired

The unsuspected conspire

Brunt smoke from pyre fills night’s sky

Should we attempt to walk on water since we all crucified?

These questions denied

Answers just lies

Sanctify history from hands of blind scribes.

Breath below gravel

Eyes to form shadows

Despair always ample

Structure’s unraveled

Breath below gravel

Eyes to form shadows

Head’s nod

But we still living shackled