Of The Pulse And The Iris

We are the wreckage of eyes
Pinpoint the retina scarred
The sight is hard to ignore
Bliss torn on coat hanger lives
Makeshift human form

Chalk up the lines, divide yourselves
Spit out your intention
Bury it under the fence
Is this a fragment's glare
Soaking up the feeble man's decision to evolve from self?
Or just a prophecy forgotten then regained
Scrubbing the stain, scrubbing the stain
Scrubbing the same stain again
Rotten teeth pulled out and then replaced

Humble fear
Erase this and take me away from this disgrace
Restore my grace in the downfall

I lay drained mental picture of a fallen race
I am a suspect to the fate of our selfish game
Hands tied, predator slain

And there was nothing to clutch to and no one to question
Only hands full of stab wounds of natural selection
Stones set on giants to soothe their depression
Tint on their eyelids to kill the reflection of a…

Prophecy forgotten then regained
Scrubbing the stain, scrubbing the stain
Scrubbing the same stain again
Rotten teeth pulled out and then replaced

Shelter simplistic
Rendered of stone
With little resistance
We find our home away from home

Time to cut you motherfuckers down to size
It problem I've been waiting to solve for so long
Step through, step out, step back and square off
Better retract, you're not even half of what you claim to be
You're dead to me for good
Fuck everything you've ever dreamed
You'll never be as good as the lies you've sold

Humble fear
Erase this and take me away from this disgrace
Restore my grace in the downfall