They have to pick at our bones
In a weed bucket we ferment
Invigorating our red blood to green
Slowly we grow
My life of moss
And only slowly we go
In stagnant waters we drown
Flowing creeping around our new born bodies,
Fresh flesh for the grinder
Purpose fulfilled,
Nothing was achieved
In fragments of burned matter
We lay lifeless
My life of moss
Still and tranquil
Eyes always closed
Body always at rest
We lay lifeless
Lifeless
Life of moss
Still and tranquil
Just an etching on the wall
Still life of moss
Sketches of the world
Still life of moss
If your dreams are the future
I'll live in the past
A relic rather than a
Watered down derivative
An artefact built to last
Oil for the cogs
Just life as moss
Eyes like slivers of rotten meat,
Served hot to your door
Half eaten leftovers
Splattered upon the floor
Pitiful demise
Bereft of meaning
Jagged existence
Rank and steaming
If your dreams are the future
I'll live in the past
A relic rather than
A watered down derivative
An artefact
Built to last?
Its oil for the cogs
Just life as moss
You knew the risks
I take no blame
For your twisted fucking game
I mock your weak aesthetic
Cut you to the bone
The time has come
For you my vessel
To leave me well alone
Inside your dna now
A pulsating chromosome
Barren half fledged universe
You are devoid of moisture
Citralised moss clusters
My still life of moss
Pictures on my world
Cascading down around
If your dreams are the future
I'll live in the past
A relic rather than
A watered down derivative
An artefact built to last
Oil for the cogs
Just life as moss
Still life of moss
I sacred vessel
Filled with power
Embalmed by smoke
Spaced out
Drop down
Mother fucker
Bolster thine airways
And toke
Toke
Toke
Free but forever broken
Lost pure ironic joke
Life of moss.