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Shedding Blood
04:51
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(Dropping the World)
“Behold, I have refined thee, but not with silver; I have
chosen thee in the furnace of affliction.”
Isaiah 48:10 – Holly Bible
There’s a war on the trade winds
As economies are blown away
Safe at home as it happen
In a scary place so far away
There is no time for discussion
For debating culpability
Framing the extent of destruction
On a canvas of nuclear nihility
But then it all comes down…
After action reaction
The world debates our deeds
As the media creams
Such a charming distraction
Death in Hi-Def
TiVo’ed on wide screen
Mortal men are falling
“The Americans are here now!”
We have never claimed to be
Saviors of the whole world, you see
Although it seems we have to be
When the world is falling down around you
And the wolf is at the door
As you hide, we hit the ground
And pound the enemy and go to war
It takes boots on the sand…
It’s the latest infraction
A call to arms in the wake
Of another catastrophe
There is no peace thru inaction
In a world of colliding ideologies
All the world is calling
The evidence is clear now
We have never claimed to be
Saviors of the whole world, you see
Although it seems we have to be
“Thus far shalt thou go and No further…”
– Thomas Paine
GOD BLESS AMERICA
As Pariahs dance in the oil fields
We send greetings from the Promised Land
GOD BLESS AMERICA
Peace is not a miracle
America has shed her blood for you
GOD BLESS AMERICA
Another terrorist bastion
Defines themselves as martyrs
Wielding Allah’s Sword
We are at war with the factions
Leaving IEDs on the step of Heaven’s door
GOD BLESS AMERICA
GOD BLESS AMERICA
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Heavier than Thou
05:31
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“Don’t! That would be unwise.”
This is the church and this is the steeple
The pentacle of wealth and blame
Open the doors and lure all the people
And promise to explain
Framed by the portent of abject derision
My function is clear to behold
“So sayeth angelic machines…”
I will not relent thru insipid indecision
Or reiterate the histories of old
“They have many means…”
They hummed seraphim songs
By the caves at night
Awaiting their winged lovers
“Wait; Desensitize …”
This is the church and this is the steeple
Open the doors and lure all the people
Free us from pain, from love, and evil
And turn us not unto things so unbelievable
Spooky actions at a distance
A Force beyond our own resistance
Feel the lure of smooth insistence
Pulling us toward non-existence
“Entropy sucks…”
The crass consternation of truth fabrication
Will staunch believability
Lurid fascination of protracted indignation
Will haunt conceivability
Whatever will be will be
Or never ever be again
That much is certain
“But wait, there’s more…”
There burns a church and there a fallen steeple
Rotting in the ash of Gahanna’s Garden
There goes a witch and there goes a reaper
Golems on the walls again
Travesties to recreate
To help us get our souls whipped into shape
Would-be prophets speculate
On states that give God cause to hesitate
Oh… at last! You come full circle . . .
As in those last days
When we were so young
Apprehensions drifted away
As if we had never begun
Seared in the light of foreshadowing dreams
Fate is ruthless and seldom pleased
No ending could ever justify these means
And we are the sum of our deeds
“Too late, there is nothing more…”
I am the foundry, the forge of creation
The anvil of God at my knees
And look what I see:
All this I’ve done without a moment’s hesitation
As he hath done unto us as he pleased
But, alas, we are free in my sesquipedalian dream...
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Coveted
02:30
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They coveted our talent
Our chancing glance with god
They coveted our talent
And nothing was left untouched
We began to ingest again
They coveted our talent
To fly in the gardens of the demigods
They coveted our talent
Our descent into the universal mind again
They coveted our talent
Vectors trace to near earth orbit
They coveted our talent
Trajectories holding in time
We began to count again
They coveted our talent
And reveled with empowerment
They coveted our talent
Extinction Level Event again
They coveted our talent
Relent unto the mind of god today
Lest He forgot that we were here?
Go now? Or wait another day?
Just go now. here we go.. here we go…
Just let go…..
into the flow…….
here we go………..
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precious fallible gods
10:39
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There was a time when we were young
And everything was new
We believed what we were told
What else were we to do?
A promise to always be there
To help us see it through
Radar silence!
We are truly alone in the cosmos
Drink this fake wine from this cup
To take away all of your strife
Place this bread upon your tongue
And it will surely change
The course of your life
I placed the thorns upon my head
And I could feel the pain as my own
Don’t eat this particular kind of meat
Or your soul will burn away
Say these words in just this way
And you will live to pray another day
And so I do all of these things
But nothing ever seems to change
Patiently, I’m waiting for a sign
But my prayers seem out of range
There’s nothing there
And I feel the same as before
They are willing to share
In the blame and nothing more
I remember eulogies
About how I was wrong
And the Host is so hard to please
Angels beware!
We’ve been baptized in madness
Covering our hair to hide our beauty
Not our sadness
Waiting again
For my precious fallible gods
To alter the end
Because I cannot do this again
Atonement begins
When my precious fallible gods
Begin to rescind
Unanswered prayers on a whim
Wear these robes
Cover your hair
Horny angels, oh beware!
Sing this simple poetry
To reserve your place in a Holy lair
I placed the stones upon my crown
And I felt no pleasure from pain
You can take this all on faith
“The end of the world is near!”
Prophets tax the truth and wait
To reap the dividends of fear
Blessed meanings rearranged
Are the Heavenly transceivers down again?
Feeling old and feeling strange
Perhaps I cannot afford a Lord now
I stretch out my hands
And I can feel the power of suggestion
By Physics or Man
Is it a sin to pose a question?
Down on our knees
Begging forgiveness
Anything to appease
It is all mystery
Buried in so many translations
But I have seen the evidence
Of monetary incantations
“Can you spare some change for God?”
There are times when I’m alone
And without the production
With all the rhetoric stored away
In total reduction mode
I find a peace of mind
I can feel order behind it all
And there is Truth
Even reverence
For all things real and all things unseen
When all the scriptures and the fanfare
Are set in their place
Only then, the evidence abounds
And there is Grace
Desperate flair cannot compar
To love ensnared by the fringe of eternity
There was a time when we were young
And everything was new
We believed what we were told
What else were we to do?
A promise to always be there
To help us see it through
Radar silence!
We are truly alone in the cosmos
The wages of sin
Per my precious fallible gods
Is facing the end
With nothing changed within
So I am calling again
On my precious fallible gods
For resurrection will mend
Just about anything
This nightmare will end
When my precious fallible gods
Stop preaching the end
But I just can’t fathom when
No answer again
From my precious fallible gods
My resurrection friends
Have fallen asleep again
I’m forced to contend
With my precious fallible gods
And I’ve learned to pretend
Because nothing in real
“Let’s begin…”
This might be the end
For my precious fallible gods
The only question is when
So I close my eyes
“Amen. “
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5. |
been here before
06:11
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I remember this…
A cold remark and it washes this away
There it is again, the falsity, the stain
And it leads me away from this…
It clings to the underside
Of petulance and shame
But I have never been more focused
I have never been this sane
And it led me to here…
This fragile structure
Has congealed around our lives
And framed grand mysteries
With ignorance and lies
It feels like I’ve been here before…
Can we differentiate
Our accomplishments from loss?
Can we ever bear a truth
Bereft of all we sought?
I’m staking fables to the wall…
In fine entanglements
We shape compelling social knots
With brief integrity
That nature never wrought
Then we flutter away…
Never been this close
So captured by the end of things
I can’t seem to let them go
Now nothing else remains
So enchanting and vain…
MEMORY is a cruel device
Pertinacious and callow
EMOTION is a lie in disguise
Impetuous and fallow
LIFE is a cold trial
Impersonal and trite
And TIME is a bitch
We have lost our way…
And now by all I know
I have never found a way
To frame my disbelief
Into this picture perfect day
If I had spoken
Would it have changed it all for me?
Am I broken?
Am I far too gone
For any sane decree to mend?
It’s all fading away
Gaining in gray
A turbulent display
Nothing left to say
I cannot recall now
What it was that I had
But I feel like
I’ve been here before
Someone had told me there was more
I don’t believe them anymore
And then I wonder
Is there time left for me
Why bother
If there is nothing more to see
I can not believe that this is the end…
This can not be the end…
Everyone pretends…
Don’t let this end…
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6. |
Monsters in the Making
08:06
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I pray thee
Wash this from me
Or take your leave
My deity reprieved
Don’t forsake me
I have so much more to offer
Your legends, they fascinate me
But they cannot all be true
Nothing is ever quite as enticing
As the promise of complete acceptance
In our hunger we need reminding
We have gorged on finer things
Warmed by futile eloquence
The meaning is mistaken
Lift us up and we are gracious
Then turn away and forsake us
Even as we discovered
We lost our way
Time was a splendid temptress
But then nothing ever changed
Creatures of our own inception
Are feeding toward nihility
Gleaming eyes of kind deception
Edging from civility
Against your best, we stand
And in the image of Man
We redefine our makers
This feels real
It is something to believe
But I will not kneel
You are not that far beyond me
Forged in puerile sufferance
And laced with calming eloquence
The books we thought
Were Heaven sent
Were monsters in the making
Why is this happening?
How can this happen
If there is order above?
We fled from our ignorance
Glowing with confidence
Armored with reason and love
We set to improve our condition
Of fiction and pledged
Ourselves to resolve
All the mysteries awaiting us
Science had displayed for us
Nothing unnatural at all
But then we fell
Off the edge of the world
And there be dragons
If you believe in nothing
Then you have nothing much to lose
Experiments culminating in ourselves
Improving Heaven just to spite Hell
From knowing heights to here, we fell
We were Monsters in the Making
Frail as whispers taunting you
With the hope of a different outcome
Insanity repeats
The pleas to tease out
Monsters in the making
The loving lie we need to hear
“It’s all right, my dear.”
Embellishing our history
With monsters of our making
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GREGORY Las Vegas, Nevada
1987: The PHARAOH Project – Birth Rights
1988: BEHOLDER
2008: PRESCIENT – Emergence
2011: Proof of
Concept
2011: Light Horizon w/ Adam McLean
2012: Birth Rights (pt 2) w/ Adam
2012: VIVID DOMINION
2012: The Imperative w/ Adam
2013: The End of Religion w/ Adam
2013: Apostasy
2014: Dead River Scriptures
2014: in a matter of days w/ Jordan Miller
2014: The Forge of Gods w/ Adam
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