lyrics

[robotkeith]

Classic Themes

I followed the scissors down
Lipless hits hard
Rough shod shorn the crown
I adorn with Durandal's twin

Hated the locks, hated the lot
Falling to the porcelain below
Hated the heat
Fair brown on the pale stone

Athena I feel your quiver
My brow hangs heavy
So warm the child unborn
Unbound sweet little baby

Long nights of small room wandering
Flickering lights off and on again
Checking the doors, listening for
Completing the words of no one

Athena I feel you're quivering
The divine echoes with in
So warm the child unborn
Unbound sweet little thing

Not another song about
Sleeping and dreaming
Choked with symbols
Without meaning

Like a tiger eating a star
Odes to muses
No one knows who they are

Athena I feel you're quivering
It echoes with in
So warm the child unborn
Unbound sweet little one

No one,
Words of no one
Listening to words of no one