Lyrics of Destinations

It's just a temporary slide back in the abyss.
I should've seen it coming from miles away.
They've been armed in a sacred cult structure; shielding me of my oblescent dagger.
There was a purpose upon the horizon; a destination
-tangible & fragrant.
& i march to ban you
& i march to ban you
& i march to ban you
And i march with a thousand.
It's not surprising i should find myself flailing, having across a bridge of certainty.
Back behind enemy lines with no work till tuesday; i didn't even fuck with the temptation.
Got down, with little to do, i welcomed old habits like a long lost friend..
To spite you
Ashore 'bout a week in venice giving themselves up to the strengths of the menacing darkness.
The shrieking howls; light or grey & feeble.
The sulky trees sad, dropping their knees in defeat.
The temperature falls.
There's a big light switch on.
& from time to time
Pharos from the cats