Tabula rasa - The Amenta

We’ll rise up to the sky

On the smoke of sirens

Countless among the stars

Of the footpaths shattered glass

Put our troubles on the fire

And they’ll burn like books

We’ll dance to the tattoo

Of a thousand erratic hearts

The drumming of heels

And polyrhythmic punches

Building’s flame’s dart

Across the angles of mask

Assimilation of the will

A N O N Y M O U S

One flicker in inferno

Finally a clean slate

Underneath all the bruising

Razed to the ground

Tabula Rasa

We’ll riot in the flicker

Of a hanged man’s heels

The clatter of nails

And spasms of tongue

Building’s flame’s dart

Across angles of mask

A S S I M I L A T I O N

An ember in the fury

Crystallized, reduced

One mask among many

Obliterate’s dissolve

In a ritual of flame

One flame in inferno

Simplified, reduced

One mask among many

An ember in the fury

In a ritual of flame

We’ll burrow into the earth

And drown in the soil

Drunken among the stones

We’ll dig our own grave

Melt the shackles from our wrists

In a furnace of fists

A flare of faceless dilettantes

A cabal without direction

Remember.

Remember

(Our features all Identi-Kit)

The fifth of November

A plot with a fucking reason

A feeling of omnipotence

In the symmetry of violence

But it binds our mouths

And pulls our teeth

We’ll skitter in the wind

In the ill winds of stasis

Formless in the meleè

Of a contemptuous mass

We are not, and will never

We’ll dance to the tattoo

Of a thousand erratic hearts

The drumming of heels

And polyrhythmic punches

Building’s flame’s dart

Across the angles of mask

Assimilation of the will

An ember in the fury

Crystallized, reduced

One mask among many

Obliterate’s dissolve

In a ritual of flame

One flame in inferno

Simplified, reduced

One mask among many

An ember in the fury

In a ritual of flame