Silent.
I pick up all the noise from the room downstairs
Sirens
I hear them passing by as they pierce the air
And who would ever think they had a goal
It seems as though they turn them on for show.

Trying
To find the find the piece that fits in the dead of night
I've been
Composing modern work in the hopes that I

Could stop and live the life of Catholic popes
The secrets of the world that I would know
And now I know that's something I can hold it close and never let it go

Give me a reason to undermine
Every idea I've got
You're telling me that's what I've gotta drop
The the things I've held so dear for years
These things keep me from disappearing
I'm no one if that's what they say
I can't just leave without a goodbye
I'm scared I'll never be this way


The life of Catholic Popes

You can live your life in comfort
Your can go about your days in
Relative routine
But you lack the need to conform
Like they lack the need for faith in
Something to believe in
It's something they don't think they need

So put away your idols
Resign from the regime
Let them know what you're made of
Just say what's on your mind oh
It shouldn't be that bad
You don't know what they're made of
And neither do i

So You find yourself conflicted
Should you conceal your truths?
They won't know how to react
But They say they are constricted
By historical delusions
They don't see the power they possess to change the world they spake


Yeah it's hard to break the habit
Of being yourself
Yeah you've got to drop the act and
of being yourself


Relative routine

you can pretend that you're my friend
save your prayers for bed
I could guide you the whole way home
I don't need your emotional garbage
I'm a big boy I can do it alone
I'm not in training. no not no more.
and due to the scars on your past
your safety is my first task
I won't let you take any risks
forever you'll stay my kid.

I'm safe from all the blinding lights
no rules to guide me on my flight. I'm right.
disseminate the signal clear.
your eminence is far too near. oh dear.

let us, you and I
we will compromise
let's part ways right here
you will be the eyes, I will vocalize
let me take the lead
and there's something you don't know
I'm steering the ship off course, oh my.
I'll make you believe we're good
I don't care as long as I rule o'r you

I'm safe from all the blinding lights
no rules to guide me on my flight. I'm right.
disseminate the signal clear.
your eminence is far too near. oh dear.
and who's to say the things won't change?
I might just flip my mind and say I'll stay
but in the meantime you'll obey
forever you'll stay the way I say.


Corpus Tyrannos

when something provokes you to yell out loud
take notice of when and observe yourself
you'll start to realize you have a choice now
to follow the leader or become one yourself

time stands still in this walled infinity
world keeps moving but it doesn't move for me

out of the runway to allow for arrivals
it's time to equip that newfound response
call into being the person worthwhile of experiencing reality

time stands still in this walled Infinity
the world keeps moving but it doesn't move for me
I stand still like The monuments we built
I'll never go down falling from the top of hills



I stand still

you
the you that sees me
the you that breathes me
the you that fabricates the thought of every
me
the me that loves you
the me that fights you
the inner being that's at fault for all the hell

the enemy resides inside this cell

step back
take notice
step back
take notice
step back
take notice
step back
take notice

falling for those lies
I forgot they're mine
so don't depend on time
cuz that's just another tool i use to make you think you're right

this is problem fodder
I can't live this way
contradict the father
like me there's no other
you'll need me always
talk back to the mother
always misbehave
it's an issue my dear; you try to talk but there's no language
and I've been dormant for years but I've held on and i have managed
significance is what I'm looking for


Problem Fodder

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Just Another Test Missle 2

The daily task of ignorance
a sedative for curious bliss is in
I know we live in normal town
A normal way a normal frown

Blinded by the
Veil of which I
Ought to use
But refuse
Since the start it's
Been quite natural
For us humans to snooze

I'm finding its not that bad
For inhibiting creativity


They say that's just life so suck it up
That little voice inside my head says otherwise
Lifts me up brings me to show my soul
A feeling faint enough to itch my burning core inside

Burning Core

Low key

Explore the vast lands that are melody and entropy.

All produced in Garageband 11'. No pre-made samples were used. All sounds were composed by Marshall Mellow.

Melody and Entropy

Live behind the wheel they say
Go chase that green
Go make some bread or dough
Thats the way the things go round here
You're not that special you're no Lucien Freud
Don't be silly things will be alright
If I did all the things they'd want me to I'd live a life full of regrets and

Grow down
 I'd become a little child
Hang round 
All my friends would be allowed to 
Hang out
come over my house and play 
Nintendo
Wouldn't that be something magical?

It seems theres something missing here
a lesson hidden in this pile of bullshit
A message has been delivered 
But no ones wants to hear artistic bullshit

So we'll all live with this notion of bliss
We'll drink our sorrows never truly live
At least we have ourselves to blame

Grow down
 I'd become a little child
Hang round 
All my friends would be allowed to 
Hang out
come over my house and play 
Nintendo
Wouldn't that be something magical?

Grown down.

So, you've come to prove yourself to everyone 
To make them think you're special but your not
and that's everyones preoccupation
A narcissistic, ego-centered, self-inflating, tunnel-visioned, single-minded, chest-expanding, soul-emparing beautiful art form.

Castle of Jazz

Sighing in the middle of the night
'Fore you fall into a deep sleep that lasts nothing more than twenty minutes
Yeah. Those are the times when your mind runs off. You might as well be training for a shuttle launch. 
The departure of all your stress is on its way.
I feel intact.
No signs of cracks.
I feel intact.
Never mind the never ending onslaught of pressure.
You speak of time as if you were multi-dimensional.
Time is space and space is time. They are reflections of each others mass.
Don't mind me. I'm just a cloaked extraterrestrial.
I don't exist.
You don't believe.
I'm not that special, bro.
9 out of 10 times I'm just another test missile;
Another government conspiracy to fuel your soul.

Feeding the internet.
Breathing and yet I'm dead.
Seeping into your head.
Leaving a trail instead.
Fighting my way to death.
Dead and yet full of breath.
Controlling minds inept.
Leaving a sound in place of truth.

Just another test missile

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