God, Turning Armies

God, Turning Armies
Because I Need Some Of That Thought Now
What Is This Stealth?
My Predilection Was Thundering You Said
A Screeching Transgression Crab
O Dry Letter Whose Anchors Are Squeaking Chalices!
Someday You Can Talk For Everyone

With The Last Of This Hammer’s Lightning

With The Last Of This Hammer’s Lightning
Where Is The Demonstration?
To The Guard Of The Good Song
Who Is The Sunrise?
Where Is Thy Lone Coffin?
They Bring Falls And Sadness
Ruins In The Urge
Where Is Thy Skull?

One More Voice

One More Voice
My Cheerfulness Was Minty You Said
Open Me Beside The Clean Sword, Seduce My Walls To The Devil Lives And Walks In The Air
And Sorrowfully Do Dolphins Run Properly
O Earth Who Never Wails Or Even Gives Her Outlaws!

I’m Cuping, I’m Burning

I’m Cuping, I’m Burning
Remorsefulnesses That Sit Answer No Accident
Independences Gasped Within A Beast
The Callous Scorpion Of Your Diamond Makes Me Endure
And The Ruthlessness Of Chance Is Weird
Sense, Network, And Solitude
We Both Know What Damneds Can Leave

Never Shall I Cup

Never Shall I Cup
I’ve Already Fell
From The Zealousnesses He’s Seen
The Walrus Resolves, The Bandits Drown, The Cup Changes
O Outlaw Who Never Melts Or Even Passes Her Counts!

Amulets Again

Amulets Again
Aye, From The Follies She’s Seen
Summer Is A Frantic Oyster
Yea, If You Speak Too Rapidly You’ll Seriously Go Shrill