Populus Vigilantes

Pretty puzzle pieces held held together in the feces,
Of a carbon copy shuffle where you wear a pretty mask,
Careful hands obscure your target when you're headed to the market,
Where the price is always low,
But the cost is ever higher,
You can build a bigger picture at the bottom of your tincture,
You can talk the biggest game because you're talking to yourself,
You can feel the fleeting fury as you're brought before the jury,
You can say you'll never go,
But you'd cast yourself the liar,
Blood accelerating through the veins inside the shame,
Strain the leather lock and chain that so restrain the lustful beast,
Always wander all alone through supple curved velvet alleys,
Where the cancer freely grows,
Piercing tissue like a briar,
Take a ramble through the brambles of the wardrobe mausoleum,
Furtive hidden once was bitten now is shy afore the feast,
Beats a coward's hidden heart within a sanguine little abbey,
Yet the public's in the know,
Of the game they're growing tired,
Hide that bravest face unless you're ready for the burden,
Fall in line and be contented in the ebb and flow of time,
Be enveloped in the contract that embraces all our cages,
Just support the empty show,
And in secret stoke your fire.

Just Leave Me Behind

When at the end of the tunnel
the end of the tunnel
I see is a little dark side of the tunnel,

Keep digging the tunnel
just digging the tunnel
just digging the tunnel
so all of the shit might just bury me,

Inside of the tunnel
way down in the tunnel
fill up my lungs with dirt
in the tunnel,

Collapse in the tunnel
Relapse in the tunnel
move on build a brand new big city,

Atop of the tunnel
atop of the tunnel
who cares what's under the blunder
it's me,

Move on and forget
forward and forget
just get what you get
get dead
don't sweat
In the tunnel.

Cyclical

Baggage,
Draggage,
I'm the savage,
Weight upon the weary neck,
Resign,
Decline,
This love of mine,
The millstone in the gloomy dreck,
Involve,
Resolve,
I can evolve,
And maybe join the full erect,
Repeat,
Defeat,
So bittersweet,
The movement forward I reject.