Hemlock Ernst & Kenny Segal

Down Lyrics







[Intro]

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[Verse 1: Hemlock Ernst]

Parcel the freak

Discombobble the speeding author

An obelisk hasn't speech

Ostrich head in the beach

Dune bassoon typhoon swoon

Head heavy in june

Too weak to play the spoons

To laugh, to save duress

Caress the sides, before the topsoil spoils

The seeds that's unboiled

Sun sprouted we uncoiled

Like tongues from snakes

That sung—lungs hung from drapes

Encased in dust and silk husks



That hush when wind brush

The touch of skin rush—the blood blush

Like tension in terse verse

Like needles in church

When pins drop

And language weaves—waves my ankles

Soothsay my thank yous'

Embrace the distant taste

And grace air

Waltz the fair stair of light

Fire stare—bare my life

Carried on beyond the unawares at night

Between the dawn of wrong and right



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Magic magic magic men

Waiting their new recital

Second pageant for the masochist title

Fire breathing dragon revival

No bible to read

No idol to rival

Second chances leave an atrophic cycle

Open ended open descended

Hoping to finish

Holding repentance

Lotus diminished in blossoming sides

Circumvent opposite eye

Purpose unspeakable why?

Circus of human disguise

Unattended is fervent with grime — serviced to lie

Face down in dirty water

Under you, hollow oddities — resurface

Bloated, lack of sleep

Turns pressure to freeze

Forcibly lessening greed by turning their flesh tone to green

Motioning handless ennui

Bravery labeled as weak

Weaning themselves from the teet

Milk by the ounce, more precious than sound

Vision is doubt to pensive new listeners now

Voicing their cries sensing the ground

Moistening eyes, without a sound

Recycling frowns



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With all the what? what?

What's that?

Inner light

In a mic i might write viral sets

No viruses tread light to shoot you

What cynical way to do sentiments play to prove true?

What venomous names do Judases take to break you?

Madeline, Casenite, Adenite night night night night



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My body leaves me, weightless

On borrowed time and patience

Crack my bones when i awaken

Headphones received my cadence



When i travel on my spaceship

Leads me closer to the sunshine

Unwind, in a pencil tip — blind

Systemic misery climb

The birth of surgery

Verse vertical serptine

Moss litters the mezzanine, off-white

As a cyclical birth rite

The physical earth

Divide by vision of church

As my religion is dirt

What is my vision of worth?

The self-effacing inert

Canvasing gaseous asserts

Itself un-bastioned

It's passion, radical, madness

Rhyme, lesioned and asterisked

Time, seizured and gastric

Mind, evilly angled

Truth, fetally strangled



Roots and coal

Dust soot loops and holes

Rust and gold

Barefoot trooping home



Flutes and flows

Rare teeth leeks and beets

The hair of the fog

The lair of speech



What? what?

What's that?

Inner light

In a mic i might write viral sets

No viruses tread light to shoot you

What cynical way to do sentiments play to prove true?

What venomous names do Judases take to break you?

Madeline, Casenite, Adenite night night night night



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