The Speaker is Systematically Blown - Author & Punisher

Crisis of all things but mine is the only one

Crisis of love, I can’t believe this sin

Face it alone, open the gates of the vestibule

Mining the soulless, wanting to dig my way out

Wages ahead to protest what they show you

Or you’ll lose yourself

I can’t help you

Bracing for death won’t protect

Or enthrone you

Abuse yourself

Use yourself

I can’t help you

Canyons of Gods

Canyons of failing Gods

Statements of all in the setting sun

Canyons of steel

Canyons of tethered steel

And I know there’s sun

But I can’t feel it

Lead into sand where the dust

Will surround you

Better lose yourself

Abuse yourself

I can’t help you

Curse of the land, where the truth

Will impound you

Better lose yourself

Abuse yourself

I can’t help you

Planets will bloom

Planets will splinter and move out of line

And this day, you will be burned

You will be burned

This speaker is blown

This speaker’s been systematically blown

Better tonight than tomorrow

Just a memory now

Fade into sand

Can’t believe what they’ve shown you

Release yourself

Unleash yourself

I can’t help you

Bracing for death

The release will dethrone you

Better sooth yourself

Better lose yourself

I help you