Mirrorthrone

Mirrorthrone - The Fecal Rebellion lyrics

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What is this strange blaze in the Western sky<br />

Confusingly recalling an endless cry, <br />

Echoing weakly throughout the horizon, <br />

Flying blindly to an hazardous destination?<br />

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Night and day it stands fiercely there<br />

In such a pernicious and piercing glare, <br />

Holding it's terrible secret for itself<br />

And ignoring the pitiful, plaintive prayers.<br />

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Few are those who seem to see it<br />

And yet the reflection in their eyes<br />

Wakes in the beholder such disgrace to commit<br />

Unavowable tragedies, mother of any demise.<br />

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What is this gangrene cankering above our heads<br />

Slowly waking in us all the denied dreads<br />

Buried and chained deeply within our breasts<br />

Sworn to be forgotten, but alas in vain manifests?<br />

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Is this just a human extension, <br />

A part of ourselves thrown in the outside<br />

Or is it, implying great tension, <br />

An exterior object we can only try to abide?<br />

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Should our dreaded nightmares have become flesh<br />

And suffocate us in their rotting stench?<br />

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Could it be that the filth dishes we kept leaving behind us, for our children to finish because human feces weren't to our taste but probably to theirs, because yes they must love our shit and swallow it with delight; could those denied full plates of wet muddy crap one day decide to rebel against their left and forgotten state and throw themselves within our tyrannically bourgeois mouths?<br />

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Well yes, this is what is happening<br />

Like the newborn child the mother gives birth to:<br />

The extension of her flesh suddenly becoming<br />

A free identity; no more one but two.<br />

And when the child loses ingenuousness, <br />

And in the womb and sting sees no more love, <br />

Not vanished, but never enclosed! Disdainfulness! <br />

Iron spikes grow from the just fallen doves.<br />

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Falling on the knees, <br />

Infected with a sudden disease; <br />

Those foreign hands around their neck<br />

Leaving the body lifeless, a sunken wreck.<br />

Falling on the knees, <br />

Infected with a sudden disease:<br />

The fecal rebellion.<br />

The roarstorm of the lion.

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