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PECCATUM LYRICS
"Lost In Reverie" (2004)
1. Desolate Ever After
2. In the Bodiless Heart
3. Parasite My Heart
4. Veils of Blue
5. Black Star
6. Stillness
7. The Banks of This River Is Night
1. Desolate Ever After
All is sad, deliciously sad
and the world affixes itself
to the sorrow
quietly, the old woman's kiss
brought to mortal lips
swept away swept away
the kiss
swept away swept away
swift chill of desolation
and the sadness affixes itself
to decay
anxiety, the undone
brought to mortal hearts
swept away swept away
her touch
swept away swept away
All is cold, deliciously cold
and the world affixes itself
to the silence.
2. In the Bodiless Heart
In the bodiless heart
headlights in the drowning view
of splintered night
invisible moves
soaked concrete heads
through floating glass
like a Gabriel outside
his heavenly curtain
he cannot see where the lights
END
where he
ENDS
or if they know where they
END
in the bodiless heart
headlights in the drowning view
of splintered night.
3. Parasite My Heart
Corrupted desolation
the sound of glass between teeth
I belch the suicide of guilt
naked body on display
parasite my heart
and the immensity wherein it dies
immense desolation I cry
and spit my perception at the world
amused by the disgust
or by chance to see it move
I belch the world I laugh
4. Veils of Blue
Lights underneath
from lights above
trial by water after all
two by the ocean
waves crashing in
a witness of the deep
the swimmer can swim
a thousand lengths
clockwise and reverse
I cannot swim in you
absorbed in itself
all the way down
to the ever hushed cry
the threat of its stillness
mirror the sky
one, two, me and you
the swimmer can swim
a thousand lengths
clockwise and reverse
I cannot swim in you.
5. Black Star
I am the black star
hostess of your dead hearts hymn
my heart explodes in your ecstasy
you drink me like poison
I am the water wherein you drown
your love is reflections of death
beyond night
you are no longer excess of light
beyond the hours of darkness you are mine.
6. Stillness
Sickening, sickening place
framed snapshots of buzzing stillness
noisy polaroid faces
with tick, tack clock voices
with crawling on my skin words
to drown outside
my feverish head
away away away
to go under in
a silent sea of nothing
gone gone gone
paranoid, paranoid wish
all feed the claustrophobic storm
broken down in molecule faces
with tick, tack clock presence
with crawling on my heart eyes
to drown outside
my feverish head
away away away
to go under in
a silent sea of nothing
gone gone gone
as a delirious Don Quixote
I enter the shadow
of spinning windmills
ghostly spin, away but not towards
earthly ride, away but not towards.
7. The Banks of This River Is Night
Running wide
on promises of sweet tomorrows
running deep
in ignorance and hope
on and on
towards the big black sea
the banks of this river is night
night is within me
and I am here in your arms
drawn in
by this massive flow of violence
drawn down
in this procession of mud
on and on
towards the big black sea
the banks of this river is night
look at her
when she passes you by
feel him
as he denies you again
on and on
towards the big black sea
the banks of this river is night
night is within me
and I am here in your arms.
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