How do we teach people to deconstruct what others have put in place?
Some of these systems cannot easily be erased
The process of dismantling can be complex
It starts in the mind
Have you asked yourself "why?"
Why is this like that? Who decides what's right?
Who is affected? How does that feel inside?
Who profits from your cooperation and your need for convenience?
And what is the price for a few extra minutes?
And what kind of Earth will the children know?
Will they? What will grow?
What will grow? What will grow?
Deconstruct. Ask yourself "why?'

Deconstruct

Written, Performed, Recorded, Mixed, Mastered, & Artwork by Penn Francis

Staying In

ex vivo

I've seen waves of us
When you're brave
When I'm brave
When you're next to me
When I'm next to you
When we're far apart
I feel waves over me

Waves of Us

5ive queerdo's makin noize
we found love in a hopeless place
whitejesus can sukadik 
sugah sugah how u getso fly
why you wanna go that way?
nipaluna lutruwita is lit.

AAHCAB

I pick the lock on the antique silver jewelry casket 
cuz
I am the one with the provenance and you do not need to ask it
so
nose to da grimestone work bitch shake dat ass like an old nick 
quick, 
straight to the dungeon synth witcho ass, straight to the dungeon synth 

I’m Black! Metal as fuck in the back of the truck wit my homies we rollin up,
 
raw shit, vanitous specter the witch of the northern trill ball til I fall shit

off da wall shit, avant garde shit, candelabra and haunted bard shit 
gimme dat good good flying ointment cuz I be leanin on da witch lymph da witch lymph 


HALT 

Chained to the crypt and I know it’s because of my drip

Made that effervescent death serum

I’m the wizard in the back of the whip 


executioner they can’t execute,

sharpest blade lookin extra cute 

I cut the dragon at the neck and I

pull the mandrake from the root cuz
I’ve, got, Horrid depictions of medieval fantasy trauma 

lit that vampyric candle I cast the shadows just for some drama

fuck up some commas, the curse of the glock master might just fuck up ya night

better close up that curtain wall cuz there’s no solace in sunlight

Curse of the Glock Master/Witch of the Northern Trill

[posi goth]
contact // restlustmusic@gmail.com
profile foto by Jacquie Ray

Deconstruct

Restlust