The Killing Words

Vocation Calling, Shut it Up
(The Killing Words)

 

Eat your jam at the end of your pasty until we arrive,
All Work and no play is exactly that which we desire/despise
Face down the glories of the world are not illuminated:
The floor is not reflective in the mine,
The light is the tunnels end,
Somewhere up the incline.

All the shimmers are artificial in the depths, all the light
Is electrification
An innocent flickering illusion within an explosion
There is no such thing as true detonation
Its not that simple.
Patience, and We shall rise.
Or be eliminated
From here this all is clear
In our eyes

 

Love in the form of Death and Other Guises is the Debut Album by The Killing Words.