And My dreams have never come true
So I think it's safe to say, I wish I were a woman
Wrapped in grey eyes, wrapped in blackest silk
Neck to toe my waist and hips
Immaculate like an obsession
The air it fits my skin it fits
The body balanced with infatuation
The body balance
So I'm sick, sick of all the things
Things that matter to me
These damn girls are all wrong
I wish I were a woman A speck of completion unentwined
My body balanced for the sound
Lyrics by Duncan Timiney
I Thought He Was Your Reflection
Standing blurred, within reach
Mists swirling, sights grasping a touch
No beginning
He came toward me then, but I thought he was your reflection
Waiting inside a thought, a sensation
Creeping around no weight, everything wrong
Though I saw him then, I thought he was your reflection
I couldn't take the... I couldn't take the...Reflection
By Derek Williams
The fear of death itself
Causes insanity itself
Delusions of being alive
A reminder to those with faith
The fear of insanity itself
Causes illusions of itself
Face beaded with sweat
A reminder to those who forget
By Duncan Timiney
The lights are off, but someone's home
They suckle on the sanctuary of his fear and his moans
Bare feet walking, the bare cold floor
Treading a flood of our own blood
Listenning to other moans
His vision freezes as he stumbles with guilt
They think he's blind
In his long black coat
Listening to other moans
by Duncan Timiney and Derek Williams
I only work here, under blue,
Under the trees, under blue,
Have mercy, under blue,
Killing time, under blue,
Missing the point.
I don't understand any of this now.
Faliure, uncertainty, under blue,
Thumping, bleeding, under blue,
Only slightly,
Hours of pure guilt,
Under the blue,
Under blue,
Under the blue,
Under blue.
At the heart of the system, under blue,
A sense of... danger, under blue,
Must be non-living, under blue,
Out of energy, under blue,
Masses and dark clouds, under blue,
Knowing your enemy, phase one, phase two,
Walking narrow ropes,
Falling down,
Seeing truth.
By Duncan Timiney using Cut-Ups of work by himself, Derek Williams And Janine Ward
All together, and utterly seen
Their voice is black, their eyes are green
A target painted on their head
Our voice is mute, our eyes are dead
Now and never, our eyes are red
Now and never, in blood is lead
They transpire to be mad
Joccular then, now we're sad
Sad in heaven, down the sink
Now and living on the brink
Now and never, the missing link
Now and never, putrid stink
Of vomit and flesh
Rotting here
Now and never
Coming here
Now and never, not in hell
Now and never, empty shell
Damaged ocean, backsplashed blood
A sea of joy in the Bacchic mud
Now and never, endless flood
Now and never, always should
By Duncan Timiney
It's just your face again.
Staring back once more.
No happiness just pain.
Nothing left, right or, anyway you think.
We plummet into this.
The void surrounds.
Into this we sink.
Running through, burning round.
Howling now, main time ground.
So cold now, lost.
Caustic abraision, just one the holocaust.
Lick my wounds, heal me now.
Please, my wounds.
Heal... Now.
Cherish the moment, it lasts not long.
Something, once there, now is gone.
The time now, just go.
Go now, leave this once beautiful.
Go, leave this once beautiful.
Just go.
By Derek Williams
And surprise your eyes,
And be black ice,
And be low clouds, pour
rain on Christ,
Throw hail at women,
Be fire from heaven.
be Now and never,
Run Hell for leather,
Show God true death,
Show Love true death,
And true Love was fire,
The shepherd was a liar,
Burning in the vally,
Be wrath, be fire,
And be black eyes,
Surprise your Christ,
Be low clouds, pour
rain on ice,
rain on ice,
Be rain on ice
By Duncan Timiney
Ahhhhh.....
The Axis Syndrome
A moment of pure dread
Lasting zero seconds
The point between the end of a nightmare
And waking up
Walking with the same velocity as someone
But they are getting further and further away
The Axis Syndrome
Pure Dread
Further away
The Axis Syndrome
Ahhhhh...
The Axis Syndrome
by Derek Williams
I was annoyed as you were
No one gets out of here alive
The greatest rip off of them all
No sight, No sound
Just concepts
Plagueing my fevered mind
I twist and turn in my bed
Pressing my hands against my belly
Feeling the death being pushed through my gut
My skin was on fire as you were
No one gets out of here alive
The greatest rip off of them all
Out of here...
Out... Out of here
Out... of here
I was annoyed as you were
No one gets out of here alive
The greatest rip off of them all
My skin was on fire as you were
No one gets out of here alive
By Duncan Timiney
