Unskillful fool
Don the blindfold of arrogance
Stumble seemingly unphased
Stand tall against calamity
Until the drool upon your tome collects
And sees the dam erased
For how long will you turn away?
Suck upon the teat of lies
For how long will you keep the truth at bay?
Denial of the empty skies
Price to pay
Consequence for every act
Torn away from comfort
Oh, how the revelation burns
When the vessel explodes
Bathe in horror
A tidal wave
Of chunks in bile marinated
Your comeuppance all at once
Flatline on the pathos from which you hid
For so long had you pushed the pain away
Shat upon the lens of truth
Price to pay
Oh, how the revelation burns
credits
from The Holy Fool,
released July 29, 2021
“The Drool Upon Your Tome”
Music: Chris and Exhausted Prayer
Lyrics: Mike
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If you told me that Dischordia shared members with Dysrhythmia I'd believe it without checking. Angular, dissonant constructions that give no fucks about human enjoyment. I need more. Ghuughra