Guernica (Live)

This perpetual oppressive fear
Beguiles the solitary soul
Before it stabs the actor
Till he's acting out of role
I find it hard to be
Or to reconcile the two
It's this elusive quality
Which conceals what makes me true
I watch with great remorse
As I see the Red Sea part
Being by one's self
Has become a dying art
The imposing thoughts of others
Cause my own to leek
Because regression takes it's toll
And blurs the path for which I seek

Breed in my head Guernica
Guernica
Plant your seed in my Guernica
In my Guernica

No distinct motives
Makes the heard confused
Distinguishing with cream
No wonder they're bemused
Oh temperamental mill
Your seams are starting to fray
Check if the water's still
It might explain the disarray
Verona is my name
For I host this family feud
No star cross lovers to calm or tame
Their kin's hatred for the other's brood
This civil war's getting out of hand
Neither sides gunna loose nor win
I'm sitting, crying down in no man's land
Working out which one I should let in

Breed in my head Guernica
Guernica
Plant your seed in my Guernica
In my Guernica
Breed in my head Guernica
Guernica
Plant your seed in my Guernica
In my Guernica

I'm an atheist
A realist
A capitalistic socialist
A Satanist
An opportunist
A this aint gunna work nowist
A pessimist
Surrealist
A falling into nothingist
An optimist
A scientologist
A supernaturalistic humanist
A darkness dwelling narcissist
A traditionalist
A peaceful anarchist
A happy clappy nihilist
An expressionist
A communist
An explicitly vivid post-modernist
An evolutionist
A revolutionist
A monarch mocking royalist
An elitist
A curvy cubist
I'm a left for dead now pretenionist



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