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Beneath the Axe

They said: "Do something useful"
But here I am
with a riff in my head
and ink on my hands
No empire
Just melody
No profit.
Just... silly poetry

I made a list of things to do
Then danced around it barefoot
Built a castle out of emails
Let the inbox burn for good

Tried to solve the meaning of
A sigh, a glance, a rhyme
But all I found was stardust
In the pockets of my time

So I sang instead of planning
Laughed instead of proof
Held a note too long and let it
Run away with truth
If life's a test, I missed it
If it's a climb, I mimed
What a glorious waste of time!
What a glorious waste of time!

I mapped my fears in fractals
Tried to quantify delight
Filed my heartbreaks alphabetically
But love refused to write

I traced my flaws in mirror fog
Then waved as they dissolved
Turns out you don't fix everything
some things you just evolve

So I danced instead of doubting
Slept in past my prime
Broke a rule by being kind
And called it paradigm
If joy's an act of treason
Then charge me with the crime
What a glorious waste of time!
What a glorious waste of time!

I tuned the world in minor thirds
Composed in coffee stains
Wrote symphonies on napkins
And cried on midnight trains

They built machines to conquer time
I gave mine to a song
And found a kind of forever
In what didn't last too long

We lived like flawed equations
But hummed in perfect rhyme
Built cathedrals out of chaos
And stained glass out of slime
We made it to the ending
with nothing left to prove
but everything to claim
What a glorious waste of time!
What a glorious waste of time!

Glorious Waste of Time

Lyrics:
(Wash nine Wash miles)
(Wash up on the riverbank)
(Hinges)

It washed up on the riverbank last night
A frail bodied, weean donny
Back scared on the shoulder blades
He couldn't speak a word of our tongue
So we took him in, gave him clothes
He hid whenever he saw the sun

The town called him a devil
A beast born in the words
They said he killed the first borns
With the famine a decade back
He used to have wings
And answered only to Samael

He seemed only nine years old
His face cracked like an abby arch
The fog cast a concrete spell
I new kind of transparent saint, he sat
With the face of a messianic, martyred star

Nine miles, the gates blew off their hinges
Nine miles, one hundred years so solemn

But then he stood up, skin half dripping off
His frail body broke the rope
And dropped down from the bonfire
He crawled from the sun, the villagers fled
Half way through the woods
We found him with stubs on his back

He looked to the sky,
He aged a thousand years

Nine miles, the gates blew off their hinges
Nine miles, one hundred years so solemn

His face contorted, he screamed out in pain
The nubs grew, the blood spewed
He raised in the air, the nubs grew feathers
His feet left the floor and he burst into ashes

Nine miles, the gates blew off their hinges
Nine miles, one hundred years so solemn

ANTI MERIDIAN

DON'T GIVE UP

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Wish You’d Leave 

guitar, drums, bass, prod - sw1sh

@sw1shh

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I wish you’d leave 

When I close my eyes 
All odds are against me 

They’re against me 

I tried to let it go
Not get closer, but break apart
Every time I close my eyes
You show 

I never 
Thought I could fall again 
And never again 
Death to what's in my head

Strike 

Strike me down by the hands of grace 
Grant me my wish and conceal my fate

Wish You’d Leave

I read the news through a painted lens
Lies wrapped up in corporate friends
I dig through dirt, I chase the thread
While the world just scrolls and shakes its head

No fancy schools, no PhD
But I see what they don’t want me to see
Patterns in chaos, whispers in smoke
Truth dressed up like some kind of joke

The wise are breaking, numbing their pain
To unsee what’s real in a world insane

Do I rise? Do I fight?
For a flag that don’t feel right?
Do I bleed for a cause
While they sit behind their laws?
No more war for a wicked regime
No more deaths for a corporate dream
We built this cage —
We can tear the seams

They push us down, feed us despair
Profit from panic, then strip us bare
Weapons sold for a bloody prize
While monsters hide behind suits and ties

Equality? Just a word they twist
Solutions fade in an iron fist
“Share the wealth” they call it war
When we ask for less, they take some more

(Yeah!)
Tear the walls down stone by stone
(BOOM!)
Burn the thrones and take the throne
(Come on!)
Break the banks and shred the chains
Let the people rise from pain

Stop the killing for their gain
Let the fire wash this shame
Let the system fall to dust
Let ‘em fear the ones they crushed
We are many — we can see
They don’t own you
They don’t own me

We built this world — now let it burn
And build again on what we learn
No kings, no gods, no lies to feed
Just open hearts
Where we can fucking breathe

Blood for Nothing

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