The Skeezix Dilemma, Pt. II: The Improbable Testimony of the Pipsisewah
Skeezix bloated in petulance from the night's debauch
Wields his mutated feline frame down from his arboreal watch
Space 109 is always occupied by the
countless faces who tried and tried
Bruises from an unseen source as chronic abuser runs his course
There is no remorse
Sinewy limbs reach through the bars to collect the carcasses of souls
Given over the deeds of infamy, Skeezix took his toll
The ungainly truncated form of the docile Pipsisewah
Subtle in demeanor yet with powers that beggar description
They call him by different names
Some call him Gilgamesh, the man who has never tasted death
The size of the room is half as large cause you walked around it twice
And you walk again with both eyes
shut cause your fears became your vice
Tormentor underestimating the power of the Pipsisewah
Confrontation on the grandest scale the outcome already known
The child whose humble prayer set the battle of ages
Torment no more
We call him Jehovah who's always near
And you can win the battle when you pray without fear
The weak are victorious when the strong reaches down
And the ones who bring sadness will bow to the Crown
Wields his mutated feline frame down from his arboreal watch
Space 109 is always occupied by the
countless faces who tried and tried
Bruises from an unseen source as chronic abuser runs his course
There is no remorse
Sinewy limbs reach through the bars to collect the carcasses of souls
Given over the deeds of infamy, Skeezix took his toll
The ungainly truncated form of the docile Pipsisewah
Subtle in demeanor yet with powers that beggar description
They call him by different names
Some call him Gilgamesh, the man who has never tasted death
The size of the room is half as large cause you walked around it twice
And you walk again with both eyes
shut cause your fears became your vice
Tormentor underestimating the power of the Pipsisewah
Confrontation on the grandest scale the outcome already known
The child whose humble prayer set the battle of ages
Torment no more
We call him Jehovah who's always near
And you can win the battle when you pray without fear
The weak are victorious when the strong reaches down
And the ones who bring sadness will bow to the Crown
Credits
Writer(s): Theodore Kirkpatrick
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Other Album Tracks
- Trivializing the Momentous, Complicating the Obvious
- Besprinkled in Scarlet Horror
- Fed by Ravens, Eaten by Vultures
- The Tomb of Gilgamesh
- The Skeezix Dilemma
- The Skeezix Dilemma, Pt. II: The Improbable Testimony of the Pipsisewah
- Healing Waters of the Tigris
- Viento Borrascoso (Devastating Wind)
- The Hand Trembler
- The Peaceful Beauty of Brutal Justice
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