When All Is Black

2016/2017; scanography


Hail Spirit Noir - When all is black
Figures come out of the rainy fog
silhouettes are passing by like running time
Winter's hot and its sun burns my skin
thousand raindrops the alibi for a poor god
Smells like dry sore, seems that it grows
constantly changing its shapes, we are but apes
Smells like dry sore, its my contempt for them
my past is black, my present black, their faces suck
WHEN ALL IS BLACK

They will always dry out
Like raisins in the sun
They fester like a sore and run
My foe is just you and your twins
You always skate on thin ice but never drown
Your indifference has grown
Your days are numbered, you know
Your fear is an expensive whore
Your descendants forlorn

...
my past is black, my present black, their faces suck
WHEN ALL IS BLACK











//
Matt Elliott - The Calm Before Down
Draw me the shades
The beasts that softly whisper in your ear and keep you awake
We all have ghosts and monsters dear it’s best to give them a face
 And then you simply take it, burn and throw the ashes away
The creeping doubts will disappear without trace
Here comes the dawn
I can’t believe we’ve been sitting here all night talking this long
About exactly when and where it started going so wrong
Dissecting every aspect as if it was fine all along
I told you that I’d never been all that strong
Here comes a storm
And with it come the things that we will have to face in this storm
And here comes a storm
Just as everything was falling into place here’s a storm
There must be a storm
Don’t we need it
Just to clear it
To blow the ashes away
Away, to a place where they can never be found or thought of again

This patch of blue, this ray of sun
The sense of a strange uneasy calm
Perhaps that was all, perhaps we’re done
Or maybe the worst is yet to come
And all is calm and cold as death
As all of nature holds her breath
But soon enough she’ll blow
She’ll howl
She knows
And she will howl
She’ll blow us deep into the ground

To the ground
Where we can only pray that we’ll never be found




//Joyless - The Adorn Japetus
See you sliding up the silver stairs
Tall and slender

All the forms of mysteries are there
Winding my mind to the edge

With the strangest kind of smile
You turn your head away

Catching my gaze with mirth

Guess you caught me, but I don't care
I've got nothing to fear

Don't want to find and loose...
Don't make me find and loose you!

Say it's all good
And i'll stay
But deep inside I know it's not...