dirge

A quartet practiced in the park

And we sang dirges in the dark

The day the music died

God almighty chop an ivory tower to piano keys

Play your own dirge on the way to surfin' maggot beach

You fuckin' dorks ain't a source of the art

Anthem of the heart and anthem of the mind

A funeral dirge for eyes gone blind

We marvel after those who sought

A telestic message written in torment

Howl out dirges like the horns of Jericho

Distorted faces writhing in rage

I hide the scars from my past

Yet they sense my dirge

This is when it all falls apart

I've heard the jailer's laugh

I've yet to sing the funeral dirge

The only option left

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Vultures moaning a funeral dirge

Walls await to cradle you and rip your soul apart

I bring the sun at red dawn upon the thoughts of Frantz Fanon

So stand at attention devil dirge

You never survive, choose your size against direction of the Earth

Flirting with the conversion

A dirge within the confines

A dirge within the confines

My brother kicked his feet to sleep

My brother kicked his feet to sleep and I sang the dirge song

My brother never missed a beat

Death welcomes you

Prepare the funeral dirge

As it was told

London town the same (on the road again)

Borrowing time from friends (dirges and pain)

Circles have no end (circles have no end)

When your heart gave out in a mission bed

So your wife gave birth to a funeral dirge

As you woke up purged as a wailing infant

Drain the blood, fill the barrels to the verge

Vein must flood, bodycount is rising for the dirge

All the creatures that are breathing must be bled

I'll meet with them by noon

The dirge will sound on the morrow's noon

I was not born into this time

Which destroys my mind

An ode to their plight is this dirge

Some yearn for lugubrious silence

Angels sob with vermin's fangs

A funeral dirge drifts slowly by

Puppets they who come and go

In silver notes of woe

For when the dirge is over

We go to ground alone

No ones playing in Jackson square

Taking my dirge down to New Orleans

Hey, rock and roller

And me, I stand here at the last filling station

While the wind moans a dirge to a coyote's cry

And I'm back in my car and I'm out on the highway

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Dirge Inferno

As it is written, damn it

Drain the fluids to stave off the smell

Like dolls that dance to their own funeral dirge

They play out their death scenes interminably

Thy fate be sealed

Locked forever within this dirge

No mourning under this dawn

A tycoon about love spends a fortune in vain

Sing a dirge about it, splurge about it

But if you're on the verge about it, don't fall

Unity and beauty, all that Yahweh meant to be

The earth now moans a dirge, she cannot play her symphony

Creation cannot sing as one for man has lost his melody