The Labour of Errour

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I betrothed
to the fear and will that is inscribed in me
this, my cross
crimson as my name sake, crimson as a i bleed
I'm dealing with the cradle and you, my errant
it's him I loathe
gifted man, your skills which i beg you to grant
if you don't
in the slough
ill moan
its flight leads to drone
who's ripping out my bones
and tearing out our throats
handed us, this maze
I’ve been staring at for days
and snared in eyes that i am forbidden to gaze
so pick up steel and concentrate
focus your mindless dreams to fucking hate
I've been gripped in others sins
give me time, and in that dark, take shelter in
don't you go stepping in a cave
pressured throats and every other slave
another one of Errours foes
with valediction written in your blood

I don't heed
the words of smaller men or those of fairer eyes
but I cant see
the emptiness and savagery, blissful in your size
in darkness
preservation reveals the hideous thing
and at a loss
it stands,full breasted and black,hissing chants
for its young to unveil
with tail
I'm gripped, as the young wail
held tight as holy grail
it;s blushing me for air
with nothing much profane
i see neck and do the same
heavy handed,choking favours,set to maim
losing grip, you start to heave
black bile out of the vicious maw you grieve
the youth are gripping at my hem
separate skull and make orphans out of them
now they crowd around your wound
sucking sustenance to mark their tombs
burst disemboweling in flood
their valediction written in your blood

cause me grievance and cause me harm
you are no Una, at least not the one i love
drive a stake, in loins and city
breaking branches,as foliage took pity

oh Lucifera cant you see
this house of pride has driven madness unto me
so pick up crown and take your throne
with valediction written in your blood

into the cave of despair
we form the same, the dumb,wretched and fair
he speaks a silence into me
driving a stake of second thoughts, I see
you don't deserve to be alive
its only sin that you're allowed to thrive
we're just different in the same way
the mind of a sinner
the mouth of a saint


from I, released July 5, 2014
Written by Evan Massey, Mitchell Plunkett, Lance Brown & Joe Howell
Produced, Engineered, Mixed and Mastered by Evan Massey



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