Hyperzone

Been wondering, meandering
in darkest space, been floundering
like crumbling rock in feckless flight,
tumbling through this timeless night;
my heart of gold has turned to stone:
sold out my soul in Hyperzone.

Seen all I need, don't need no more,
fists crashing through another door
and smashing your cold shield like glass
for letting this hell come to pass;
broken hearts turn into stone:
feelings freeze in Hyperzone.

Been dreaming epic tales of how
we sailed those stormy seas, and sought
forgotten trails into the past,
to find our lost desire at last;
heart of gold, heart of stone:
love is the best when it comes home.

Frame Surfing

looking from outside it all
its seems like I'm plunging
fast freefall
through a wraparound movie
moving me about
out to where the inside's turning inside out
out where outsiders battle with
the outrage at the rage within

it's well past time to offer gifts of pity
i've reached the last outpost at the end of history
i'm at the gatehouse of Hell's night-cloaked city
where the future is known, and the past is a mystery

find the portal, make your move
take that path you feel unearthing
split time-space, vacate your groove
sex/drugs/death equals frame surfing

The Longing

Long time ago you found a key
Which opened up my hidden door,
But though you broke the spell on me
You never come back any more,
And all that's left are photographs
Forgotten in some dusty drawer.

Long years have seen my tortured gaze
Steam like hot blood on your bright snow,
But though I've lost you in this maze
Still see your face in my window,
And long to play that secret game
Of lifting masks with you again.

De-generate

Activate, de-activate
A plastic pact in warps of fate,
Take action while they bite the bait:
Violate the ultimate -
Annihilate and devastate.

Deconstruct, construct from scratch,
Decode, deduce, debunk and match
The patchwork with my jigsaw face:
Transform the pact, transcend your fate -
Burn to dust, disintegrate.

Mystify, demystify,
Defy the black sun's rising cry;
Devoured by power you state your crime:
To shun the beat and crown the rhyme -
To drown the cosmic pulse in the chatter of mind.

Generate, de-generate,
Re-generate the warps in fate;
Take action while the game's replayed:
Attack the pact, unseat the rhyme -
Restore the pulse, the beat sublime.

Interrupt, re-interrupt,
Puncture flesh and feel the rapture rushing through corrupted soul;
Disrupt the rhyme and rupture fate:
Erupt in dance, become the beat -
Dissolve in trance, de-generate.

who Drugged My Trip?

I just planned to fly up high
not go past the end of sky
but when I got there
I knew nothing
about how to hit the brake

now I'm hoping to descend
if this journey ever ends
and when I get home
I'll know something
about how to be awake

It's A Wrap

your need to be freed
from the greed of your deed
is the seed you should feed
when you bleed as agreed

as the wheel does its peel
and you feel nothing's real
you just steal someone's meal
when the deal was to heal

but you chuck as you suck
muck it up, up it fuck
- life's got stuck, got no luck -
you're a schmuck like old Puck

Electric Dawn Revelation

Marauding in this awe-sparkled whirl
Yellowing kings of truth exploding in mad-mouthed battle
The absurd winds of semantics roar incredibly in my ears
Cooing and echoing
Raping my erogenous mind.

Still grabbing orgasmic gasps on burning air
I don't believe in anything and sigh at blank notions
Of history, society and the legendary future -
Blood-splattered steaming flowers screech 'Right Here Now'
In my world of shattered electric dawn
Screaming wildly at scattered phantasmagoria.

Yet whose tense Atlantis is this?
Was it discovered or invented?
Or is it just white noise from the chemically demented?
The answer is the question, for this mystery grows older:
Beauty, just like horror, wounds the eyes of the beholder.

Still

she still calls to me
from a distant shore
"I was once your love
and you were once my whore

I am still the one
who you must adore"
- but I just smile with my eyes
and close the door.

Circles

life is circular today
maybe it will go away
and leave me in this scuppered skull
encased by mental scabs and full
of warping wisps
which tear along the tracks of awareness
in thought's chaotic train

yes life is circular today
at least it keeps the wolves at bay
or maybe life is just a play
where dreams are scenes
and dawn unfolds
on you, the stage, where actors say:
hello, how are you, goodbye, good day.

The End

so what's all this?
your head's hung low,
your body's slumped and turned to go,
your message shouts from every move:
what is there left to do or prove?

like ghostly birds
your haunted words
sing out to me from deep inside
and warn and cry that life's a lie
and all that counts is how you die

and so we fell
through time and space
to reach your final resting place
the curtain falls, your eyelids close
this is the end you know you chose

Liminal

It seems I've gone all liminal
But luckily it's not criminal
And, best, my life's not minimal
I've found my inner animal.

PayTime

off the track
left the path
dug a hole
deep and black
too far gone
lost my way
dug a hole
time to pay

dug a hole
lost my way
too far gone
time to pay
dug a hole
off the track
sold my soul
deep and black

too far gone
lost my way
left the path
time to pay
sold my soul
dug a hole
off the track
deep and black

lost my way
off the track
too far gone
left the path
dug a hole
deep and black
sold my soul
and no way back

Exit

The Book of Lies, Book of the Dead,
The Book of Sex and Drugs, I've read
The words, and drowned in disbelief:
Exit existence like a cheated thief.

So is this what is meant by evil:
Knowing hell is other people?
Working, talking, playing, screwing -
Nothing, ever, is worth doing.

Visor

Without warning daytime crashes
Taste in mouth turns into ashes
Android smiles belch out sweet words
Like sugar-coated verbal turds
Which pulse and swell to fill the room
Electric blue beneath full moon
Where I'm found wearing some disguise
Or staring madly through this visor
Fitted lest my laser gaze
Should set their hellish world ablaze
Revealing loveless reptile creatures
Lurking under human features.

A violent voice ignites the air
A phoenix risen from despair
Returning with demonic power
To haunt you in your darkest hour
As fatal hug cheats final breath
As worthless life meets pointless death.

You end the game
As your missile claim
Explodes my feelings like a supernova
But let me tell you something all the same
My revenge burns just when you think its over
And at the juncture where our company parts
I lift my visor and your long night starts.

Crawl

Doctors, dealers, onion-peelers
Help me find my face within the crowd;
Evil semen, swarm of demons
Crawls across my mind like a storm-cloud.

Father-killers, mother-fuckers
Line the halls of history without end;
Arsehole-lickers, nipple-suckers,
We do not evolve, we just descend.

Chemical Addiction

Chemical addiction
Is an escapist affliction
It can codify your diction
And condition what you do.

To heal your freezing soul
Is a real goal, not a fiction,
It will modify with friction
The impostor who is you.