"The Future"
Give me back my broken night
my mirrored room, my secret life
It's lonely here, there's no one left to torture
Give me absolute control over every living soul
And lie beside me, baby, that's an order
Give me crack and anl six
Take the only tree that's left
and stuff it up the hole in your culture
Give me back the Berlin wall
give me Stalin and St Paul
I've seen the future brother; it is murder
Things are going to slide~slide in all directions
Won't be nothing, nothing you can measure anymore
The blizzard, the blizzard of the world has crossed the threshold
and it has overturned the order of the soul!
When they said repent, Repent
I wonder what they meant
When they said repent, Repent
I wonder what they meant
When they said repent, Repent
I wonder what they meant
You don't know me from the wind
you never will, you never did
I'm the little Jew who wrote the Bible
I've seen the nations rise and fall
I've heard their stories, heard them all
But love's the only engine of survival
Your servant here, he has been told
to say it clear, to say it cold:
It's over, it ain't going any further
And now the wheels of heaven stop
You feel the devil's riding crop
Get ready for the future; it is murder
There'll be the breaking of the ancient western code
Your private life will suddenly explode
There'll be phantoms
There'll be fires on the road
and the white man dancing
You'll see a woman hanging upside down
her features covered by her fallen gown
And all the lousy little poets coming round
tryin' to sound like Charlie Manson
and the white man dancin'
Give me back the Berlin wall
Give me Stalin and St Paul
Give me Christ or give me Hiroshima
Destroy another fetus now
we don't like children anyhow
I've seen the future baby; it is murder
"Now, you know the only thing that kills a demon -- love. That's why I know that Mallory's my salvation. She was teaching me how to love. It was just like... being in the Garden of Eden... You'll never understand, Wayne. You and me, we're not even the same species. I used to be you, but then I evolved. From where you're standing, you're a man. From where I'm standing, you're an ape. You're not even an ape, you're a media person. Media's like the weather, only it's man-made. Murder? It's pure."
SHYnd0wn 1 month ago
A saint is someone who has achieved a remote human possibility. It is impossible to say what that possibility is. I think it has something to do with the energy of love. Contact with this energy results in a kind of balance in the chaos of existence... It is a kind of balance that is his glory.
SHYnd0wn 1 month ago