"How remarkably well you are looking today. But I have received a pipe of what passes for Amontillado, and I have my doubts."

"How? Amontillado, A pipe? Impossible! And in the middle of the carnival!"

"I have my doubts, and I was silly enough to pay the full Amontillado price without consulting you in the matter. You were not to be found, and I was fearful of losing a bargain."

"Amontillado!"

"I have my doubts."

"Amontillado!"

"Amontillado!"

"As you are engaged, I am on my way to Luchresi. If any one has a critical turn it is (he.) He will tell me --"

"Luchresi cannot tell Amontillado from Sherry."


"Come, let us go."

"Whither?"

"To your vaults."

"My friend, no; I will not impose upon your good nature. I perceive you have an engagement. Luchresi--"

"I have no engagement; --come."

"My friend, no. It is not the engagement, but the severe cold with which I perceive you are afflicted. The vaults are insufferably damp. They are encrusted with nitre."

"Let us go, nevertheless. The cold is merely nothing. Amontillado! You have been imposed upon. And as for Luchresi, he cannot distinguish Sherry from Amontillado."

Sherry From Amontillado

Through darkness curves a spume of falling flares
That flood the field with shallow, blanching light. 
The huddled sentry stares
On gloom at war with white,
And white receding slow, submerged in gloom.
Guns into mimic thunder burst and boom,
And mirthless laughter rakes the whistling night. 
The sentry keeps his watch where no one stirs 
But the brown rats, the nimble scavengers.

I keep such music in my brain
No din this side of death can quell,
Glory exulting over pain,
And beauty, garlanded in hell.
My dreaming spirit will not heed 
The roar of guns that would destroy 
My life that on the gloom can read 
Proud-surging melodies of joy.
To the world’s end I went, and found 
Death in his carnival of glare;
But in my anguish I was crowned, 
And music dawned above despair

The huddled sentry stares

Here I’m sitting in the gloom
Of my quiet attic room. 
France goes rolling all around, 
Fledged with forest May has crowned. 
And I puff my pipe, calm-hearted, 
Thinking how the fighting started, 
Wondering when we’ll ever end it, 
Back to Hell with Kaiser send it, 
Gag the noise, pack up and go, 
Clockwork soldiers in a row.
I’ve got better things to do
Than to waste my time on you.

Muse
Where shaken water gleams;
And evening radiance falling
With freed notes calling.
O bear me safe through dark, you low-voiced streams
I have no need to pray
That fear may pass away;
I scorn the growl and rumble of the fight
That summons me from cool
Silence of marsh and pool,
And yellow lilies islanded in light.
O river of stars and shadows, lead me through the
night.

My dreaming spirit will not heed 
The huddled sentry stares
My life that on the gloom can read 
The huddled sentry stares

The sentry keeps his watch where no one stirs
But all the rats, the scavengers.

The huddled sentry stares


(lyrics by Siegfried Sassoon)

Sentry

machine is learned quick
no think stop click stop blink stop drop get it thick
get a half a hundred half a thousand
hundred thousand in a line up
quicker comes the times up
frivolous is fine, so come top off and sip the wine up
really though it's fine, though, what?
really, look over there not over this
or you might find you wind up
sitting on top a brick
In a city made wicked sick straight gripped up ripped dirty and kicked up
seaside summer of sam with thirty thousand man woman youth and all this that and all of them
start from a list roll it out roll off a barrel and an anthem

but we've seen a list movie flick on a home screen so
technology down around a half century minus ten
they still did calculations as seen in the pages about then
scientists plotting picking out who lives who gets what when
now the streets changed names and the grass is greener
now the streets changed names and the grass is greener
on this side fam it all seems scrubbed out cleaner
problem solved new beaming bomb demeanor 
so whatever

man run it again till its ran
and it runs deep and quicker than anything its ever been
closed eyed mindlessness seems to mean a blinding light open
in the opus of a darkened fraught wicked imagine the thought 
without a reason or rhyme often without meaning its time off with it

without a reason or rhyme off without meaning its time off with it

generational failures breaking or a single man disaster in the making
operational carers aren't found so don't let 'em jump in the pen
belief is just irreverent formulate an umbrella plan break up shake up the evidence take it out like the medicines
believe in it sure as relieving is everything so make it borne out or forfeit, nah no one is revenant, so step down


you ever learn quick cuz its happenin'
tryina' pull back as the front starts to crumple in
tried a life a moderation only ever a might be
I heard there's slicks in the forest burn it all nicely
it's you say its the right thing, nah so put it on ice and put yourself on twice please so step down past the mark of barely the minimum thought that it takes to put some heart in it's fake these decisions aren't made as a human
sound of the echo and blank out the sin of it boom out the win is the only thing relevant step
put a line up a road and a new district, the sickness comes with it, the tangled up as a thicket
man this is dumb

New Beaming Bomb Demeanor

crash course find yourself blind a bit
just to get fine and move through as
the mirror get ripped off, a left, pick up, 
introspect realign intellect and don't scoff, protect, 
another left and stop

missed the clip by a block 
we shift slide a sec resolve we'll plan a new route and cut through when the option exists
we take stock

looks like i had the bag and its gone 
loop around and be swifter 'cause we get that the time's on the clock

yeah this we got it

I'm feeling the engine heat and it's gonna explode 
can't take the foot off the pedal man like it melted to metal and
the steerin's 'bout shot when half the wheels are stripped bare 
but we'll keep grinding up flares 
till we're there

so split it keep em siftin' we driftin' drippin' fuel off and all
a pole is missed by inches stop sign is folded under car
let's get to the lake it ain't cold but we gotta skate
keep staring folks or turn your eyes away
let's shake em

Missed the Clip

Run it again
You think this is how you win?
But you didn't pay attention the last time it happened
Didn't learn the lesson -
We paid twice for the twins
and when it was all done, buildings weren't all that's fallen
Trust in the region lost and we birthed a demon
Set forth with war and washed out our reasoning
What's this about?
This IS-IS is the clue
The group never would have risen without our coup
Put a man in a gallow
Only to see our noose tightening
It was never the right thing, for them or for you
But yeah the fire rained down and the screams were loud,
Drowned out the sound of reason and we put up a flag, proud
Ran up a war on fear, through the year 02, civilians the next year too, maybe more than I knew.

But this time the boss should have known the outcome
Raise people in violence and you just radicalize 'em
When kids are born in dust what's to fear isn't here till they old enough to flex
Hurt people hurt, and don't ever forget, it was a mistake back then
But now your error's next, it's all for retribution but the hatred a vex
Mass murder a problem, but go ahead with destruction
Last time it was probably all for the oil production
What has your eye now?
Warm sunny beaches or the total annihilation of a whole damn people
See what you lost? 
Can't you see this shit disgusting, you can't reach that conclusion with your eyes all rusted shut
Wake up! 
Or it's back to the rust.

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