Testo di 'Scripturally Transmitted Disease' di A Forest of Stars

I've never been a pillar of society
Quiet the opposite in fact
A plyer of insults
A place marker on the path of least resistance
Nothing more
A face in a crowd, but a crowd behind Bedlam's bars
Providing a barbed laugh for the wealthy
A grinning, dry target for their rigidity

Happily stuck in the throats of an angry mob
Stretched beyond repair by production line proclivity
I am as steadfast refusal
I've shown no interest and I've reaped little that I've sewn
A world of cloned mechanists has left me unwaveringly organic
Perhaps food for thought or just food for the worms
I stand as a final insult to the easily offended
All words out of turn to kindle their burning world
If for one moment I thought I felt a twinge of guilt
I would put it down to angry muscles
Shifting their weight against all the irrelevance
I will stand as grave marker in resolute denial of the state
Of your two thousand years of treading water

So dig a good deep hole for Abraham
And all his insipid godlets
Whatever name it goes by
It's all the same crumpled at the grave-side
Abrahamic iterations all divide by zero
Cartoon Lucifer presiding

I lost my shadow amongst the marionettes
Soul chord measured found wanting
Probably too long, frayed and
Or split to dance with the more standard corpses
In this world of shit
I sold my spirit
Might even have quaffed it blind without realising
Any port in a storm, they say
Oh, so they say
Heart removed as part of some half-arsed morning ritual
Piss-begotten solitude sold out
At the drop of a gaping fish-mouthed hat
Filed away amongst the other stolen myths

The lore of these folks is nought
But a long string of syphilitic spit
Scripturally transmitted disease, if you will
In fact, no, I insist

So make a monolith of me, but plant me facing sunset
Back turned to the broken day

Leave me here watching the darkness
I have no time of day
I have no time for day
Don't come looking for me
I'm long lost, seeking out Odin
Odin under ice

I've danced away, died away
Don't come looking for me
Long lost, seeking out Odin
Odin under ice