We are creators
Imitators of a perfect world
Sculpt pretty people
Demons evil, in static flight

And when the clay is in
The real show begins
We turn the fires into life

We have the vision
skill based fission
then we recombine
Inflection to invention
build it, to reach the sky

For planets in our reach
Cheat death temporary
Until the supernova lights

And we all have our own
That we pour from our souls
Hope that begins to breathe
Else we bleed

sets us apart from the machine

And the oils of our lamps
Burn at both ends of our hands
Paint with fire, build with blood
Will you remember me?

Put two fingers on the pulse
Turn volume up to ten
Save emotion for the climax
Feed your expectations once
twice, only then it starves
Makes things a little interesting

Dodge perfection with respect
Hold your values to your chest
Watch me do it my own way

Put your idols on the fire
Melt them down into wire
Sew it into everything

And we all have our own
That we pour from our souls
Hope that begins to breathe
Else we bleed

And the oils of our lamps
Burn at both ends of our hands
Paint with fire, build with blood
Will you remember me?

Will you cherish me? 



Creators

Swan Song

Made it in 3 or 4 days for a specific event. It was a tough one, but I finished it off asap.

One Day at the Desert

Descent and delirium
The fever dream grips us so hard
Can't awake...

The world abandoned us for the others
Feel like everything's dead
Again

Forty leagues beneath the graves of brothers
 
Once more
I spit in your eye, 
to clean away the soil 

Look at the iron son
Amplifying terror of the terrible ones
Raining fire and hell
On your children (Think of the children!)

Look at the iron gun
Aiming at the innocent, or at the flood?
Will you give in to fear, or
Lay your arms down?

Define a field with a single blossom
Is it a flower or a weed? Nobody knows...
And do they care?

With open arms, the maiden beckons
Oceans of fire, rabid mistrust,
Secrets laid out so bare
What's there to hide?

Shadows of the altars have tainted all your lives

Once more
You spit in our eyes
And bury us in soil

Is it an unfamiliar face,
Do you see murder in those eyes?

Chased by vitriol
Douse them in burning oil
They can't feel it anyway

Look at the iron son
Amplifying terror of the terrible ones
Raining fire and hell
On your children (Think of the children)

Look at the iron gun
Aiming at the innocent, or at the flood?
Will you give in to fear, or
Lay your arms down? 

Fever Dream

CarmineAngel

Fuzzing the Data

Surrender to Madness

Velvet Leaves

Weathering The Storm

Beneath the cowl of a wide brimmed hat, it stares into the sun

A great desire to satiate its needs, it can't until the shadows
Until the shadows fall

"I offer my hand to you
You're gonna fight it
I offer my hand to you
And take you for my own
And break you in my arms!"

"Eyes always open
Mind always twistin'
Lives always glistenin'
Consumed in me"

It never dies, it's only passed along, between reflective tongues

A broken legend of a broken man, it's now a solitary
A solitary beast

"I offer my hand to you
You're gonna fight it
I offer my hand to you
And take you for my own
And break you in my arms!"

"Eyes always open
Mind always twistin'
Lives always glistenin'
Consumed in me!
"
What's this plague beset on me?
Bitterness I taste...

(Let me in your head, I want your mind, your flesh, your soul
Belong to me, it's all i ask, subserviate yourself and let me have your world
You won't regret it, won't believe it, what i have immortal essence
Now I germinate and watch your world)

Fall away,
Fall away,
Fall away...

I feel like I'm losing nothing
To put my hands in front of it and hold
Its superficial lies

Get the help It really needs,
Take it to the place it doesn't care
It doesn't care to die in...

The Consumer

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Shawn James and the Shapeshifters performing John Legend's "Who Did That To You" live at KUAF in Fayetteville, Arkansas. Recorded by Nick Futch using the Zoom H4N Handy Recorder. Watch the accompanying video, shot by Anna Hutchison at Spring Street Portraits, here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nLYc_TduONU

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The Consumer

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