MINSK LYRICS

1. The Time Ek Stasis

Whispered words. These walls breathe the inanity of accusation
and a moment of gifting passes through what once was identity
so that its dispersement surpasses even reciprocity in a movement
beyond truth and falsity while well worn pillars of objectivity
collapse as if blown asunder by the blameless pawns of poets
ecstatically exhuming treasures of forgotten grace.

2. Boreas

Such a vice, this doomed beauty. Must there be an opposition to bliss?
By now he had come to know his fate, eons could prove to be no harm.
The impendence however would prove to strike the blow,
The defeating hum of guilt.
Eros. A wish within death to live as one dreams.
To dream as one lives.

3. As The City Burns

Can we transgress that sacred melody, that once lulled single selves into solidity?
Can we dance and dismiss right-eousness joyously, and wander and err and proceed aimlessly?
There's no king of the mountain for it's crumbled you see.
And no one ascends to the top of the heap, for the logic of mastery has failed miserably.
Let us now wander, lose (our)selves as we dance.
We'll light a pyre for reality and all things dead, perchance.
As children we'll surface ripped lose from these millstones, and mourn as we celebrate, wander, and dance.

4. The Plains Of San Augustin

Head bowed irreverently with the cold blade resting on my neck.
Quiet time, tow the line, a time and place for everything.
"There is a season," "a time to die,"
and the word games end as the clock thunders by, and the rain sears this pain as my streams keep running dry.

5. The White Wings Of Death Scatter Our Days

A voice cannot carry the tongue and the lips that give it wings.
For even as love crowns you so shall it crucify you.
Descend to your roots and shake them from their clinging to the earth.
We shall be together when the white wings of death scatter our days.







MINSK LYRICS