In the falling away
the outstretched hand is slapped away
for your precious escape
a backward path that has been laid

God only knows
How terror grows
and gets in close
Turns us to ghost
In the falling away

My fingertips still burn for your proximity
So close, and yet so far
So distant, but inside of me

That day is far from dead
repeating forever in my head
So fleeting, the time we had to spend
Repeating that there would be no end
Deceiving

What was that missing word we could have used to end this shame
I scream them at your grave
They still all sound the same

This face no longer bearing your name
The lines, tracing, tracing the grey

Oh, how should I feel?  Should I curse you under breath?
Oh, how could I peel away the flesh 'til nothing's left?
Oh, how would we know we'd never bring the fallen home?
You left us alone forever to be haunted by your ghost.

In the falling away.

In The Falling Away

I lost my soul
back in the valley
where my hands did lay siege
to reach this broken down kingdom

Blinded and decevied
By this False Eden's light
Hypnotized by the Golden Promise
that turned to ash in my hand

And for my sins of rage
forever banished from the Garden
Such a price payed
for the tasting of fruit

And as I wander
through useless searches
only have I found
faithless churches

But I've seen the face of God
on the devil that lives in my eye
Smiling back from the mirror
as all fades from the conscious

I'm torn

Torn

Nothing.

Dark sisters three have pulled your strings
Now has come the time for me to cut the throat of he who brings
False slander of the class that sings
A song about a long dead age when judgment did fall equally

Mothers shaking violently, casting off the fleas
Self-important monuments are washed into the sea

Illusions of control unveiled before your eyes
The greater head shall roll 
He who leads shall fall behind
All your power struggles profit you none this day
The lesser shall be great 
He who collects shall be made to pay

Only one truth remains:
Nothing means Nothing means Nothing means Nothing

The last will now be first
The quenched will now know thirst
Everything will be changed
Yet Nothing will stay the same

So heavy is the head that wears the jeweled crown
So difficult to stoop or bend the royal neck to look down
So weighty are the golden scepter and the throne
Such gilded glory only serves to help you sink like a stone

Nothing means Nothing means Nothing means Nothing


Nothing

We are as doomed as the Youth,
Bound by a truth they’ll never grasp.
Finding no use in dwelling on
the dealings of the past.

We hold this warm stone-
It only chills us to the bone.

Pretend to be asleep and restrained
Pray they’re far enough away not to hear your chains
Rattling as we dance in their open graves.

Pretend to be alive every day.
Pray. 
Believe even a slave can emancipate.
Battling their control over future and fate-

The Chattel is rising-
Now father, and foster, and nurture this hate into flame.

Designed to drain the beating lifeblood from us all-
These fast-food politics hide in their marble halls.
This nation’s burning- no water from the well.
This moral poverty’s spawning our new hell.

Freedom isn’t free and isn’t fair.
The Dream has disappeared into the air.
Stripped and sold to bidder and to buyer.
The Fat is in the Fire.

As we let the flames rise higher
The Fat is in the Fire.

Straight into the darkness of the night-
The Left follows the Right.
The Right follows the Left.
We’ve beat this one to death.
Let’s beat it once again
Until there’s nothing left-
‘Til there is nothing more.
Have we not seen this all before?

BoatmansToll