‘…ever so slowly we get drawn away by differing interpretations promulgated causing confusion where those lines have finally crossed over with one another in constellations weaving a tapestry against a map of vast distance and stars shining bright levels of radioactive evolution as particle collides with particle sometimes so explosive that it sends ripples through the continuum demonstrated without sound in sudden context as relates to us all the way back Here attempting to understand the inexplicable that drives our deeper curiosity to the point of larger conflict it would appear to remain a consistent truth…’ – out of Context
revision on a work-in-progress
original songcraft by C. Michael Keaton
excerpt-‘to take a look at truth… you must go for it
to see the goal clear enough… cannot just run to catch up
bring on the irony!!!…
a noiseless conspiracy… to hide the fears
the insane and senseless… flock to the seers
‘whor-ree-ors come out and play-ee-ay!’…’
original songcraft by C.Michael Keaton
excerpt; ‘just standing here in empty space
transcending beyond sex and race
stand in the light, fade into night
tripping through being a chemical machine…’
original songcraft by C.Michael Keaton
excerpt; “Life mapped out like – a – maze
“Life in hectic cryp – tic – haze
“I’m left to die in – a – daze
“Floating down those gut – ter – waves
“Like – rats – we – drown!”
original songcraft by C.Michael Keaton
excerpt; “Chaos is defined by the order it brings
“Pretty ones are best defined against the ug – ly
“And in truth is where the falsest lies lay
“Spread amongst the glitter and decay…”
original songcraft by C.Michael Keaton
excerpt; ‘start of the attack, to never take it back
what is this we cannot see, could it be…
…$atan?!…’
original songcraft by C.Michael Keaton
excerpt; “try to keep the –stran-gle-hold
“on my own –self-con-trol
“try to keep mind —from-insan-ity
“we all fall to sickness,
“…the-tra-ge-dyâ€
original songcraft by C.Michael Keaton
excerpt; ‘protesting
apocalyptic profanity
hyping on about misanthropy
infecting the mass disease
on a wasted biology
your god, a hateful entity
my god, something I will to be…’