The Amenta Teeth 1. Teeth Higher mind as a pill, Dissolving in a gut, Losing shape and form Just primordial sludge, An endorphic phospene, Projected on cinematic skull A crystallizedz, Perfect fucking nothing Death at a plunger's push Bloody across the canvas A crystallized zero Death a plunger's push Reborn: Tabula Rasa An artificial warmth From diluted blood Tail in teeth Cortex stripped stumbling Down the nervous system Liminal - Minimal A dream of teeth and claw Reborn: Tabula Rasa A dream of teeth and claw The snake's escape A vicious primal joy Trading reason for reflex And vagaries for void Leave your weapons At the doors of imperceptions Tail in teeth The snake: a crystallized zero Perfect fucking nothing The snake: a crystallized Perfect fucking nothing Tail in teeth The death of the soul And weakness on trial An unconscious conviction Reborn a reptile Neocortex annul A thumbs unyielding weight Against the world's winds A feathered serpent embrace I have seen the greatest minds Sedated and slumped Sickly spinal shiver In a cold-blooded dawn A thawing of sluggish vein And sudden rush of reason Heading for the shallows And crawl, gasping from swamp In sweaty shrouds of sheets Reptiles shed their scales 2. The Arc In jest: The cyanidal cup. The beam slung slack: Our hempen halo. Bravado blushed breaker Blooms over His Terria. Cruxed branch unblissed, Quaked Earth ingest. Our will be crushed. Scissor-tongued garden snakes In raven's robes refrocked. Doll-eyed signs, bisected sibilance Their throat-hung icon. Wrist marked commerce. Crowds in goatish rut. Age pocked fist in take. Scissors stung the guarding snakes. No ledge is clear Over arterial traffic. A subtle heart drum. My wren-boned child. Our will be crushed. Arched back, In protected arms. Finger, rapt, round Paternal trigger. Remorse code taps At a sole window. And over the strip Tracers arced back. Gravely flung gravel Is a brow's own gravity. Face flushed and flag-red In charge of the Papal Bulls No angels sing Fallujah. Suited, looted and jackbooted For it's a waterless wave That flings gravel on the grave. 3. A Sullen Cremation 4. V01D (Live) We drown in the bile Of a frustrated birth A knife grows in every back Jaws clenched and tongue bitten These are all wasted words These are all a wastrels words Meanings you will never find Hidden, lurking between the lines We are revolving to Our drain We are revolving to Our drain I've lifted my chin And ignored the noose But there is gravity In the centre of the void The seed of its end In every creation The flickering ember Of a sullen cremation Heels in the tug of tide We shudder on shore Lands end And what have we got? Nothing but memory Success or failure? Gathering our rags We walk into the waves We are revolving to Our drain We are revolving to Our drain The brightest light Will gutter, quicker The wax will stifle the wick As we burn For the yearning ember There is nobility in flame For the faltering fire There is only shame We feel the whine Sharply, in our teeth And all our pasts Chained to our ankles This is not another Slit wrist suicide It’s our future drowning In the bile of cyanide We are revolving to Our drain We are revolving to Our drain We drown in the bile Of a frustrated birth A knife grows in every back Jaws clenched and tongue bitten Drowning in the currents Of another fleeting void I’ve sunk dreamless At the mercy of sleep The brightest light Will gutter, quicker The wax will stifle the wick As we burn For the yearning ember There is nobility in flame For the faltering fire There is only shame 5. Teeth (Remix)