New Somebodies

The "nous" tribe comes calling
Stop running child they call after me
These locks keep the world out ... but for a moment
They soon find their way back in...




Geschenk:
Comfort zone has you thinking you have him for a lifetime
Now their wedding bells in peals chime
Duh, that's what you get for boxing people up in shield like-zones

He goes ahead to loop her in eternity
...because his words once were his bond
Signed, sealed, delivered... hers he was
Sadly this was hinged upon your eventual return

Solenoid:
Eyes flung in hot pursuit of her frou-frou motion
Fingers pelting across already anxious brows
Like arras over alcove
They connote a thoughtless meditation
Untouched latte dancing in a scud of foamy clouds
This distraction only proffers a hark back
Like the stamp of his alliance with Jezebel's seed which adorns his fourth


Nadine:
I heard you wash out the taste of me
Like bile separated from the festive fish
In the sink and down the drain
All salt, sugar, and spice... Gone
Until nothingness lingered
Ageusia takes no prisoners still
Again the gasping breaths behind those quivering lips
Subterfuges your ceaseless quest at quaint ventilation

Veneno:

Graced in a thousand jewellery sparkles

She sits in prominent elegance

Beguiled by the effects of bubbly shakes
She tosses her words with vigorous flair
And when the truth so illuminating comes
She reminds herself... I got here first
All's fair in love and war, they say
Even if it drives the final nail in her coffin



Vérité:
Oh thirsty you even a heart stuffed with venom
Won't exude this acerbity
Maybe it can't be helped;
but like an earthquake,
it leaves a rubble of ruin
In its quaking wake


Jetzt...



The Nous tribe comes calling
It's the dance of the soul they echo
In rhythm with their drums
Let he who's got a place here go a-dancing