Fallen
'Beware a falling statue doesn't strike you dead' Nietzsche

Fallen
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Strike you dead
You hanged on every word I said
You hanged
On your knees
You exalted me
I fell into your contempt
I fell
Hate
I fell
I rose
I fell
In your head
You hanged on every word I said.   
You hanged
Ice
I froze
Dead God
Dead God I’m a Dead God
The light carrier
Fallen, Fallen ...
Now you crawl
Broken winged
What’s on your mind?
You’d never give a thing
Away, away ....

Fallen

A Cup Of Tea  

Filtered through a window, rays of dull light
The morning barely, shrugs off the night

Got up in the morning
Blank again            
Put the kettle on
Tea bag in an empty cup
I poured the boiling water on 
You know I swear
A storm was brewing in there
I could murder...
A cup of tea

Looked out the window
Same old same lack
The trees hung over
The morning out of whack 
You know you could cut
The atmosphere
I was unreasonably cold 
For the time of year
And I could murder
A cup of tea

The night before, as I lay in bed
I felt hags pouring over my destiny 
Something Wicked This Way Comes
I could murder....
A cup of tea

A house of mirrors!
And Illusion's a go-go
My mind runs reruns
Real horror show
A whole queer novel in a fleeting thought
I'm scared of my own shadow 

I was blurred round the edges 
I was coerced into 3D
Despite my charm
Cause I'm so bourgeoisie
Staring out the window
Whatever we'll be, we'll be
I could murder......
A cup of tea
Staring out the window
The absentee
One who could murder......
A cup of tea

I have it strong and black
And two sugars please
Better make it six
God knows I need a sugar fix

A Cup of Tea

A new SALTMEN version of an instrumental track
https://soundcloud.com/koma-gaeshi/liardom

Liardom  

Something is rotten in the state of .........

The blind  leading the blind 
Groping forward with an unlit mind
The blind leading the blind
Into a ditch
Switch
Behind hermetic doors
The seat of power
A worm gnaws at its core

Greed takes Ignorance by the hand
Leads him to the promised land
Into a ditch
Into the pitch
Black
Bottomless 
Pit

Our eyes are put out
We can't put them back in
 We're walking around in a ring

In this neighborhood of falsehood
There's none so blind as the bought priesthood 
None so bought as the blind priesthood
Fable and perjury
We shuffle hither and thither
Walking dead along streets paved with lies that glitter
Glittering Cold dead lies
Dazzling lies

Enter Belial
On membranous  wings 
On translucent wings
Flying in circles
In ever decreasing rings
Over mob ruled houses
With desperate kitchens
Descend Belial descend
Into the Abyss

In the kingdom of the liar, the cockeyed man is king
In the kingdom of the cockeyed, the fraudulent are king
In the kingdom of the fraudulent, the almighty dollar's king
In the kingdom of the dollar, the bare faced liar's king
In the kingdom of the liar, the foolish are king
In the kingdom of the foolish, the fraudulent are king
In the kingdom of the fraudulent, the almighty dollar's king
In the kingdom of the dollar, the lying men are king
In the kingdom of the liar.....

Liardom

This is a new SALTMEN version of an originally instrumental track:
https://soundcloud.com/koma-gaeshi/wolves

Wolves 

The night is here, my ears are pricked,  my spirit lost
I roam the same old city streets, but my heart is in the permafrost

I cross my heart and I hope to die
One day, I will steal the sun from the sky    

The moon hangs paper thin, in the frozen air  
I tread the hard pavement, but I'm going nowhere          
Is that wolves we can hear, way off in the distance? 

We live in separate worlds, and we always take the line of least resistance

And I must confess, I took the role of the fall guy       
One day I will tear the moon from the sky
 
The street lights go out one by one
Wild hopes and dreams, I have none

Up in the heavens, Look! Is that the one called the Dog star?  
Light years away, so very, very far   
My coat wrapped tight around me, I'm blurred by the twilight
Restrained by society, but unleashed by the night, 

I must confess, I have no alibi  
One day I will steal the sun from the sky

I will swallow the sun, it is foretold
This night, so very, very old
And I'm so very, very cold

Wolves

Well I'm  
Tense and nervous
And I can't relax                        
Actions have consequences
And I'm on the 
Loose with an axe
To grind, my mind, a graveyard of 
Half buried thoughts
And half dug up bones
That gleam In the moonlight
Like steak knives
Like the steel of a gun
I'm the fatherless son
Of the reeking one  
And you know I'm committed
In a universe where 
Everything is permitted
And twice two is four

I focus my rage
I take aim
It's just a dummy run
I've got a head like a graveyard
And a heart like a gun
Regrets I'll have none
So just leave me alone
I said just leave me alone, 
Too many preachers on the end of the phone

My head a collision
Of car horns and street lights
My heart full of sins and tailspins
I'm caught in the headlights
A wrong for a wrong and a wrong for a right
Check the heart rate, I am irate, castrate 
Checkmate, checkmate
I cant concentrate, it's late, and I hate
All this rhetorical jive  
And twice two is four
Twice two is four

My face is quite different  now
Round the mouth there's a sneer
It's cruel, it's severe
I'm chuckling/ I cut his throat, from ear to ear
My conscience I left,  my conscience
Behind a locked door
And twice two is four
Twice two is four

Painting: The Murder of Laius by Oedipus by Paul Joseph Blanc 1867

Twice Two is Four

Red sky at night
It's 451 Fahrenheit
Smoke chokes the jetstream
And blots out the sun
The breakdown of primate
And Paradise lost
This is not fiction
Red sky in mourning
I live on a hill                                                      
So what, I bought a salamander skin              
No mentioned on the MSM
And I put all my faith in them
I'm drinking the kool aid 
With an extra shot of spin
I got a short little span of atten......
Hey Look! It's Kim Kardashian!
Politicians fiddle while homes burn
They got alternative facts
Got off a murder conviction
This is not fiction
This is not fiction
Red sky in mourning
Burning giraffes at 10 o'clock 
Embers shatter on the windscreen
Hollowed out houses in a halloween blaze   
Rushing headlong out of the pyrocene haze
This is not fiction
Red sky in mourning

Red Sky at Night

Saltmen is the name of a collaborative project with members:
Fiery Jack (vocals, bass, drums)
Koma Gaeshi (guitars)

Saltmen

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