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Wildbeasts roam
in a city alone
A cage
his own skin
wasting away in his own sin
He fell from his home
Into a city, a town
Where fire and chaos
define order
Human perception
dimmed by the light
is shown clarity
by the darkness of night
A lonely hotel
ominous and tall
boarded windows and broken walls
behind the door
a dim light shines
Reflected off its shining skin
a rabid creature sleeps within
within a mind, within a soul
the lord of darkness
within us all
A dream!
Is it over?
are you there?
We watched the creature
snore and swear
From the bedroom
down the hall
we flee from our greatest call
ignore the beast
turn within
Within the mind
escape the pain
deep into the labyrinth of the brain
explore yourself
intrigue and awe
fill your brain with
enlightenment
Turn back!
Back to the room
Back down the hall
Back through the broken wall
The creature stirrs
It's anger present
a murder, a torture
a room incalescent
Fear is building
stand your ground
the hotel is slowly breaking down
Leave this place
Fly deeper still
back into the minds inner hall
Grab the hand
of your companion
RUN!
Don't slow down
Across the sky
To the moon
above the trees
stand in the eerie
moonlit breeze
The creature appears!
You feel fright
Your companion, your conscious
closes her eyes
The rotting flesh
the creatures stare
The darkness surrounds you
fall from the air
The ground breaks
a roaring sound
it is over now
From the house
within the town
a crying, moaning
gutteral sound
A baby born
A death in turn
Such is the cycle
A human learns
- by John Croce |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/21/2012 |
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- Title: The Sound of Perception
- Artist: John Croce
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Description:
Inspired by an introspective night alone.
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please? - Date: 05/21/2012
- Tags: sound perception
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