Part IV: An Automaton Adrift Songtext / Lyric

Birthed across nowhere to ride the moon through phases.

Fazed in phases rolling nervous / lunar tick

patchwork cut and paste parchments to feed faith's guttering furnace.

A cracked clock face nervously ticking away the night.



Carbon back to carbon back to repetition upon repetition

Repeat. After me.



Are you a little lost, robot?

take my hand now,

let us remain astray.






No more invisible chains for this wolf, I can tell you.

Howling with the moon whilst riding its decline.

Waning not waxing, as ever.



Have you a penny to gird the carny man wasted among your secrets?

Tiring out cliché upon secret?



My hands are tied here; but the one mind is held by no head.

Heart leading that blind down bone-raw pathways.



Once we've devoured the sun and all is said and done,

no more paths to navigate; silence our cell mate

riding the whirling serpent across bleak skylines;



Watching as the final worm turns and turns and turns

...turns and turns.



There was light.