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Flux
04:00
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Sentience is an amazing grace
I'll do as much as i can to enjoy this place
Time after time I'll do an about face
Either way however I’m doing it at my own pace
Sometimes all i see is the black
A demon at my back reaching for the attack
Other moments though they pull
Energy throughout and color so full
If it’s not red eyes staring back from the abyss
Its god rays from the sky, illuminating bliss
All too often it’s pressing that something is amiss
How has my life come to being broken by this
If it’s not ghoul hand creeping in from darkness
My soul touched by light and luminous
Extreme duality, tug of war erroneous
I’ve been placed here its unceremonious
Let go from these shackles
Sent forth from my lungs a set of cackles
I must be lucid dreaming
By god I’m loose it’s freeing
But now the sun’s gone down
And plastered here a frown
This nightscape unappealing
I’ve lost all feeling
Shadow sneaking up from behind, a blow to the head
Bound down to the ground again, and left for dead
Its misinformation its misinterpretation
Stuck in circles of inflation deflation.
Stuck adrift in Moebius travel
This uncertain path I’ve grappled
I grow and shrink
I slowly think
The flowing feeling flutters, fluctuates freely
A slowing teeming sputters evacuates feebly
However to no avail, back the darkness writhes
Nestles deep in my heart, where it feeds and thrives
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EWFA
04:06
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Here lie the ruins of the ancient temple
Brought swift to the ground by earthquake tremble
Catastrophic demise brought disgraceful end
Catatonic capsize with the dirt it now blends
Inhabitants left with no home to speak of
Brick by brick, the crumble reeks of
Failure to flee left them transcendental
The shelter lain before them disassembled
By force it was ripped from its foundation
So now begins the unfortunate migration
Years upon years of hard work ruined in an instant
Tears upon tears shed filled with lament
Here lie the ruins of the ancient shrine
Brought swift to its knees it’s such a crime
Apocalyptic destruction wrought time will suspend
Intrinsic eruption may or may not have been intent
Wishing away the washing tides has no effect
When the waves themselves crash to infect
Walls with no capability to deflect
Downed the castle once here erect
Volcanic ash stashes itself on grass
And tornadoes leave trash in their path
Fissures in the land inflict their wrath
Stepping on courtyard brick causes a splash
Run for your lives run for your lives
Earth lashes back armed with knives
And its intent verges on hellbent
Defeat morphs into descent
As the homeland dies, its time here spent
Here lie the ruins of the ancient temple
Brought swift to the ground by earthquake tremble
Here lie the ruins of the ancient shrine
Brought swift to its knees it’s such a crime
Fire spreads word as lava leaks
Winds thrash violent through the streets
Tectonic shift sends balance adrift
Water fills the rifts with movements brisk
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Drive-In
04:47
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Find me there at the drive-in theater
I’m the one in the broken down two-seater
Sitting with my back towards the screen
As if that’s the way it supposed to be
Should i really go ahead and believe
My intelligence bestowed the key
To dissociation so strong it left me
Completely lost from my personality
Find me there at the drive-in theater
In the smoking steaming bimmer beater
I've no idea what movie I’m seeing
As i stare directly into the projector beam
Once, twice, and thrice the people here so nice
Came to make sure I’m not frozen in ice
Yes I’m fine, a little confused but a-ok
I’m just enthused with this theatrical display
What do you mean
This lot’s been empty
Im sure it can’t be
The projector's shadows on me
It’s not even on you say
I'll disregard you with a nay
I can see it with my eyes
I know they don’t tell lies
Who then tell me please
Was it who came over here to my glass
And graced my ears with ease
I can tell you it wasn’t a ghost who passed
Who then tell me please
Asked me if I’m dead or doing alright
And came to me to squeeze
Answers out of me, for sore eyes I’m a sight
Found me here at the drive-in theater
Trapped in a loop, pushing buttons for a seat heater
I think it’s broken it refuses to listen
These buttons here make no connection
Take a look at me, bold and rotten
In my seat I’ll forever linger
I can feel the cold from within
Reaching with fingers like splinters
Ice crystals forming on my skin
In this intense frigid dead of winter
Sitting dead in the driver’s seat
At this run down, god damn drive-in theater
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Reaver Michigan
A place for my thoughts. My lyrics are the main aspect I want drawn from my music. Whether they are simply read and enjoyed
or they invoke a feeling, I feel as though they are the centerpiece of my releases.
I genuinely hope you enjoy.
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