Dust Descends Songtext / Lyric

SUMO, FLOWS BONE SHATTERING, SLOW DAB THE PEN

HOLMES, BACK AGAIN, UNRAVELLING CLUEDO

PSEUDO-PSYCHO P.I CLOCKS TRAVELLING CLOAK AND DAGGER MEN

BAG THE PRINTS, CAPTURED UNDER BLACK LIGHT, HALOGEN



SNAG THE SWAG BAG, BACK TO THE LAB, THE HIDEOUT

BACK IN A FLASH COUNTIN' THE CASH STACKS IN THE LIGHT HOUSE

GOOD OR BAD, TWO SIDES OF THE SAME COIN, SAME LOIN

BROTHER FROM ANOTHER MOTHER. VEINS JOINED PLAIN TOYING WITH



WORDPLAY. WORDS SPRAY OFF THE DIAPHRAGM

FEYNMAN DIAGRAMS ERASED TRACE OF A HIGHER PLAN

HE ENQUIRED "DANG." THUG ON HIS CASE, RAN, CAUGHT

SCUFFLE ENSUED, GUN IN HIS FACE, CLICK, FIRED… JAMMED



I GUESS THE MESSIAH SCAMS

LAUGHING AT US MINISCULE FUCKS MEASURING TIME IN SAND

RHYMING SLANG, THE CAMERA PANS BACK TO THE GAMEBOARD

BISHOP F8 TAKES QUEEN B4 DAY FALLS






THIS AIN'T NO FOLLOW THE NORTH STAR, NIGHT LIGHT CALLIGRAPHY

SCENE SET, MORE LIKE PREDATOR VERSUS PREDATOR

FIND MYSELF INVISIBLE, PLAY YOUR TENDONS LIKE AN OLD OUD

FELLOW TO NO REALM WALK WITH NO FOOT TO SPEAK OF



SOME SAID HE WAS HERE, COLD CARVINGS ON AN OLD STONE

MOST WERE OBLIVIOUS TILL HIS WHISPERS CHILLED THEIR SOLD BONES

NO SIGHT TO BEHOLD NO EFFIGY NO SPARED THOUGHT

SOUL BORNE OF ASH, THE GLOBE SILENCED AS HE STROLLED HOME



ONE TOUCH, MONOTONE WERE THE SCREAMS

LEGION OF THE SPIRIT BROUGHT FORTHWITH THRU DREAMS MONITORED

HE TRAVELLED THRU SHADOWS, THE BLACK STRING PUPPETEER

LEFT WITH NO TRACE, REVERSE BIG BANG, WE TOUCH CLOTH



I REVEL, SUSPEND TENSION NOT ANIMATION

PAUSE, REPLACE THOUGHTS OF SANCTITY WITH PURE RAGE

DISTILLED PEACE IN ITS PUREST FORM INJECTED

MY VEINS WRITHE CALLOUSLY, SOMEWHAT VACANT LIKE YOUR NEW FACE



DIABLO, EMERGING FROM DEVILISH BLACK PIANO NOTE

DEADLIEST BLACK HAND ON YOUR THROAT, A BLACK ANTELOPE

BLACK ANIMAL FLOW, POW, A BLACK CALICO

AS BLACK AS YOUR SOUL, BLACK HAND TRAPPED IN SNOW



FROST BITTEN, LOSS KITTEN A BOSS HOMINIAN

A GOD SWIMMING IN SIN, LIVING WITHIN A VILLAINS SKIN

THE MAN IS DEAD, BUT WALKS THE EARTH LIKE HIS MANNERS FLED

HIS PLANS TO WRECK SPAN THE GLOBE LIKE RIHANNA'S HEAD



SKY DIVING RIDING A BISON

TRY FLY IN TIME WITH THE HIGH RISING LEVIATHAN

THE TRUTH IS OUT THERE, BUT WHICH GUY WILL YOU BUY IT FROM

THE LIVEST FIREBOMB, TIME WARNER OR VIACOM



BE SILENT, CALM, ITS SALVATION OF FIREARM

MAKE NOISE SO THE PEOPLE KNOW THE REAL HYPE OF THE TRIBAL DRUM

THE TIME HAS COME, ITS RIDE OR DIE TIME FOR SOME

HIDE YOUR GUNS, WE TONIGHT VIBE AS ONE