+----------------------------------------------------------------------+ | | | _Son God__ | | | | [ http://www.inri.net/itrecords/album_son_god ] | | | +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ The Word -------- (instrumental) The Eyes Have It ---------------- The eyes have it made Since before the dawn they claim They can see everything They built this all with gnosis and trust And aprons and strings And gold won't rust The eyes have it made Since after the fall Since before the deluge They've seen it quite all They built this all up with fire and rocks And rules and squares and words in a box And maps and designs that encompass a lock Keeping the secret That mummies can talk The eyes have it made All tied up A bow and a ribbon And a new one was struck Remembering pasts as we work to a plan Carrying on the only way that they can A member; a life was severed from the rest A test and a promise and a vision of sex The eyes have it hidden behind secret doors The eyes are all one A rock on a sore. They talk to me sometimes When I'm lost in myself And I then remember The riches and wealth Given to me from a voice in my sea I resist the temptation "If thine offends thee" (written and recorded 8.29.97) Again Together With The Celestial Disc -------------------------------------- (lyrics lost) Never Again ----------- Never I am called heartless I am called a liar Where's the fire? Never was there a worse time to do this shit Sections, sections Questions, questions Go straight where you belong You're doing it again They tell me so much is true Sections never Never was there a worse time to do this shit Never in sections, never in lessons Never learn to listen to questions that weren't just mine All there is are lies All there is are truths I wouldn't know the difference if I said it myself Go straight where you belong You're doing it again Never -- "I don't know what--" you said. Neither do I. George Rat ---------- (instrumental) Christ Is 6 ----------- (lyrics lost) Virtual Jesus ------------- It's not a very convincing simulation It's no wonder you don't believe But give yourself a chance to witness That this schtick isn't about me "Who," "what was," "I am," you cried Mirrored self ego gratified -- you lied Look up the address -- look up the sky Look at the face -- look in the eyes I'm not your God -- I'm not your son There is a fire -- I'm not the only one Who you gonna blame, when there's no one left Who you gonna pay, when it's only theft No one owns me or what you believe in We're two different things -- we're not even friends My box ain't a God My box ain't a job My box ain't a verb Your lies ain't the Word. Your lies ain't the Word. You practice to deceive, you scan it, you set me up God, Jesus; I'm neither -- who gives a fuck You're so mad -- to deflect, to impede us This is your smack; your Virtual Jesus It's not a very convincing simulation It's no wonder you don't believe But give yourself a chance to witness That this schtick isn't about me. I'm not saying I have anything to say But I have determined there's something in the way It's a special kind of lie It's what comes between me and I An alias not a blasphemy A character got the best of me (written 8.19.97, recorded 8.20-8.21.97) The Duat -------- (Instrumental) --- c.1997 +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ | | | _Son God__ | | | | [ http://www.inri.net/itrecords/album_son_god ] | | | +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ EOF