ENDERA — LYRICS

BEING BEYOND

With the absence, I'm bleeding every day Impressive gains means shit today Aint a pot of gold, to believe in Merit the character every parent Inherently SEES AND, impossibly even believes in Too close to breathe it, whats needed We, heathens FALL FROM A BROKEN HOME I can see the right side as HOL-LOW!!! Unbridled rage on that final...PAGE! Bear down, and take, heart Bear down, and take, heart The battered man may shine!!! As he finally outgrows lust and beholds Us, the being beyond Thus theres much to be offered Us Alone I opine I opine in sadness, embody the madness Where there's knowing, there is a, showing Float through, the motive, invoke, the growing bastard I feel alive, like, minds alight, might Lie adrift ye planets own Let us perish...HERE! Left a-lone in squalor Imagine the legends The battered man may shine!!! As he finally outgrows lust and beholds Us, the being beyond Thus theres much to be answered served when we offer Us Alone Raise in we...upworthy repeating sweeps from above…

MIRRORS

Brave the taste and parade, the end arrived Grieve the lost enemies, and higher days The trees inside, They make it plain, The basic clay, Compels the mold, In and around you I cant believe they said it, beasts of many Sides to prove Animate the failing too! I cant forget in finding all that I have to move That i still possess all these ghosts that you knew When Im up above it, lowing Lowing loud! Better feed that lion! Been here before! The beasts we abhor! In talks with the mirror! We say it with our chest! I face the lowing animal My!!! How weve changed Impressive fangs from me to you move Our plastic ending Although right, can feel so small Breach other, doors til ya come back home The basic beast can take you You know this feeling never answers...in patterns Belie this everchanging headspace in plaster And sing a song of triumph Oh how it aches At least be accounted for My oh my we make each days new bed Upon a head Of shifting, sands like we never cared A better day, builds upon another, And soon we walk out encountering Ages, with stoic faces We play along You know this feeling never answers In patterns Belie this everchanging headspace in plaster BREAK GLASS...IN CASE OF GASPS MAKE...HANDS...GRASP LIFE CODE IS...OVERLOADED

EMBEDDED IN BLACK

One of us, better made, venerate, THE NOW GREAT MASON...And i dont follow ghosts, to these voluminous basements Missing pieces offer possible breadcrumbs That start the march of this, our blackened sojourn Of all our emotions alone....fear Is how we remember the fairytales, laid bare with the nightingales...embedded in black Take a book out, settle it down Make a lake of conical fire, tyrannical arms Grabbin heavy, STORMS DRAIN EMPTY ONTO BLACKENED NIGHT'S ICHOR PITS And I admit, while none exist-I cant resist the TALE Warily every memory bettering, half ensures unfettering lettering never remembering Several liturgies better the energies Feeding the meeting of various meanings of I EXIST. A lie on...A lie on time Approaching...words of violence Breathing mass of afflicted encasements A falling dash from the depths of the basement Oooh She said I believe in...YOU Appalling the mauling your fighting The falling down is a must from the hero so he goes On and on til the zero overflows And stop at the altar of Fallen Heroes (BRIDGE) As to.....our laws...how ungrateful...your lot As your betters, you know...we bring heavens to law You are who...you are who? The will thats hiding amongst the few I see you Be the horror they, FEAR IN THE NIGHT CHAOS!!! Yell beside a common admonishment offered only in bottles ive fallen fully apart Yet the hero can offer upallling offers of falling on God Falling on GOD

THE PHILOMATH

A pall from requisit birthright, if everything worked right, youll merit an afterthought Systemically made to feed the weaker pallid elite So filled with horror - and a passive defeat You couldve found me, completely surrounded, bleeding This house of commons, is starting to find its feet A human story abhoring the truth in favor of mourning WHO ARE WE WHEN WE LIE ALIGHT, DREAMING? (Rest 1) APOSTATE, IN NAMESAKE, A FAILSAFE, THE PHILOMATH THE PHILOMATH!!! FOLLY...Out the mouth of babes Propaganda saves appalling numbers, of an elitist carter LOUDLY...Fly the ministers statements Sinister they feed the fervor, of impending dreaded demise (Wait 1) Install a proper religion to populate armies In propaganda we all heed the clarion calling WHO ARE WE WHEN BORN ON BENDED KNEE We have an ache in our chest, that demands a name be given it They aim to take the best of you Grind it beneath their gilded boot We are the starving hardened few Howling to bring the fight anew GET ALL OUT THE ROLE CALL SUFFRAGES OWED TO THEM INVOLVED

UNJUSTLY HAD

Cold bodies have golden insides, completionists repeatings Cold is often colder inside, like Dead December Born of an egress, a slight impasse, best to laugh and not-address...facts Ours will ever be unjustly had Reprimand it in the mind, and maybe the body will! left to follow to in kind Inherit the inside, but never the bread he buys Incentive will be need by which we offer the dream An offered public will be, readily drained of its weak Two ways to move, maybe empathetic would better belong too, The first, it blasts with, fast attacks, designed to take away from the self for USE The second, im betting, Last to the table, Im ready and able A competent step and a positive breath ...with never a word said, over the broke bread You've never been loved, never been up Never been low, never suppose NEVER So we know we alone, stand apart for what we are owed Bastards Its something heartily absent, we can only imagine What a breakthrough (Wait 1) You spat! In spite of everything, kept the fact You hanged! From webs that only you can explain I affect nothing! Some type of property, inside you properly Dies

TIME IS OUR SIZE

I often offer To the consciousness, these hands, I proffer If fitting in is existential Imbibing the consequential If seeking shine's, the goal of gold The gifts need seek a vessel BARE If I ever seem lax, if I never reach back, If it severed the better part - of revery You were never though, lacking the best of me Chaos Lay odds Growing At home Shine on my sons BEHOLD THE LEAVINGS, AS WE KEEP REPEATING LO THERE DO I GO, FIGURATIVE ZYGOTE AND IT GOES ON AND ON STILL ON Awaiting...the muse forgoes the gift of you baby Much is made...Frayed SELF STARTING THE HEART IS THE HARD PART If we base it now on the basic, how will we ever retain? When I dont believe, then I dont repeat, in VERSE Im ready to glean If time's a make, of our own mistake, will they ever relate? If I dont belong, then I dont belong, at all and I would just say... EMBRACE YOUR PLACE WITH THESE LAST BELONGINGS Chaos Lay odds Growing At home Shine on my sons Cool cats, last seen breathing, last words... Dare not pleading...Last prize...repeated Doomed rats that won't stop feeding, In death? HERE COMPETING Last rights...not needed

OUT BRIEF CANDLE

Gutted bitter aims!!! I get so disillusioned by these disaffected elements I believe in effecting the world, not repeating perilous measures ever after BRING, THE FAITH TO, BREAK OUT! Competition is degrading greatly To the detriment of ALL WHO WALK Tell yourself ya never be, complicit While seeking others, yet to fall Such a small Lonesome stay, we've been gifted on this SCALE, whose weights have yet to be measured The pressures...consistencies better me, However brief A perfect sentence, leaves me warm and breathless Improperly as a structured...MISADVENTURE!!! If only here, we be but briefly, Let sequencing bleed discretely BLEEDING SO DISCRETELY Out the brief candle Oh how I got this, beside a long list Of sinister intents and seeking, malice I fall imprinted, with thoughts aplenty I scrape them off with the real world's energy I wont be back lad, a statement of facts, at last, Offer my men the futures id have Amid a mess of mislocated treasures I feel at peace Now!

SYMBIOSIS

YES, he //...wrested...FEAR....WRONG!!!!!!! Write too many to stop alone, feet calm, Tho many a print in the sand leads home, Where every comfort it gives paths, of at least some resistance Head first to climb on Buffeted about by the storm, Thats ever-changing its colors makeup I repeat it so long Renting the pavement, Defining a savior, I found a certain charm in apathetic behavior What doesn't beat you will Surely make you move The simple truths reveal If you settle-back you-die in never neverland A voted law with no veto? Averages have earned few sequels Bow many that lack a souls equal Never sit on hands that are capable Better make this, Life one that moves to your clenched fist Then fight all streams of your conscience I will not sit by while they cage us Yes! Bet! Heavy! Renting the pavement is our best attempt, at symbiosis, You fuckin know this! Be attentive and then, to these simple sights Fight the mass psychosis That basic life seems nah... Be more than-deaf to the simple signs Ride on the conveyor...side eye the purveyor Slightly comfort the repetitive isolated