Vertical Cemetery

Tracks

1. 1

   Final Run

   5:48
   Lyrics

   On my final run from your freezes I'm murdered at the hands of your border guards all your highways winding and deserted the cities in a row, your white teeth Aimless drivers with passive hearts among all these corpses, I'm an independent crisis tunnels of memory all leading to you on the bridges of memory I'm hunted by you The first days you cling to hope of rescue weeks after the escape you tremble like a willow searchlights from your lanterns dark-cloaked clouds that are your spies The roads all blocked by your avalanches unsafe with hallucinations, these bandits of yours I hunt for years without you nothing but a doomed escape from your plague

2. 2

   O Negative

   5:54
   Lyrics

   A mistake that patience can't change a revenge that for years hasn't sated your rage no one leads me astray as beautifully as you no one sins as precisely as I do The hatred in your eyes doesn't lessen my desire and my heart, the mute witness, won't clear me either even the lie detector can't help me my feeling won't cross from my heart to my pupils This border that doesn't understand my need to leave a sticky craving for stillness that won't leave me a waiting no savior ever answers secrets of yours that not even stone would keep The indescribable loneliness of your O negative blood the mournful send-off of your secret agents the caution of crossing the swamp of your longing giving up everything in your logic of war The volcano of my delusion never rests a deserted height no eagle can bear a terrifying turbulence I once read about in a book for weeks I stayed asleep on the surface waves

3. 3

   Eavesdrop

   5:02
4. 4

   Juggle

   5:34
   Lyrics

   Pupils fleeing from eyes meeting eyes following legs, lips and bodies in this crowded hall, and not being safe shrinking away from gender, being in the minority Restless legs syndrome, all around means you're tired of the chatty man the regret of your wishes buried in your windpipe means you don't belong here, you want something else Something you've grieved over as long as you can remember someone to save you, that you've always lacked The nuns of your eyes don't give me any worth in the church of your heart they don't give me God Waiting for a savior who never came and me in front of you, unable to juggle At the bar counter, busy getting wrecked drinking nonstop till you're bare and numb in your paintings it seems everything changes not on earth, but on that paper it's easy The nuns of your eyes don't give me any worth in the church of your heart they don't give me a place Your gaze is indifferent to my cultivated genes you don't even notice my ugly duckling

5. 5

   Strike

   6:41
   Lyrics

   By the time I come to, I've been on the bed for hours around me, pure silence, my head is full of noise I don't move, I'm so clenched the air dark and cold, my eyes wide open The moment of growing a little, from the inside turning into a wolf as the moon fills out my room is full of the silence of the lambs my chest is a forest of the sad roar of saws This state, for me, means protest far from you, someone going extinct Me, and on the table, that means choice food in the trash means a strike these, for me, mean insults far from you, someone expiring Shards of glass beside the bed and the cover of a book, a broken phone shards of glass and the cover of a book a broken phone beside the bed these, for me, mean criticism far from you, someone freezing over

6. 6

   Packed Life

   4:58
   Lyrics

   From the package of the womb to a box called the grave from craving a hot bath to a blind bedroom for you, who are against trust a dog cage of emotional security For you, who won't make it to heaven a formula for postponing fate this list of packaged necessities when you come back from the war, it's clear you're tired Me in this cage, my usual spot at the end of the aisle in the store of life a little melatonin instead of a soft sleeping bag canned reptiles in exchange for a hot meal Sertraline, happiness fast and free boxes of pills called Zoloft we're genetic chips in separate packages from the packaging plant of maybe God Condemned to reproduce in the machine of accident with a pleasant instinct called touch with the tainted lure of being loved the popularity of oxygen through abundance and promiscuity the Lucifers' invitation to acquire distinction from a creature whose nature is the daily grind

7. 7

   Haze to Clarity

   5:04
   Lyrics

   Let me say it with the skin of my face say it to my cream-colored pillow with the Morse code of my pupils tell of the box of my head tell of the core of my grief say it in my body's tongue to the reflection of my face say it on my wet glass say it to my wet glass Let me go on the wings of the soul go to the border of cloud and mountain go by the winding way go from haze to clarity Move somewhere far away, go, lose you design a city and stretch it to your embrace go into a long sleep, go with a cosmic mind go with just one wish to the coral plain go and turn a plain cave into somewhere wonderful clean my beautiful lies every morning cover a stone behind a waterfall with weeds build a soft bed and imagine you beside me

8. 8

   Vertical Cemetery

   4:42
   Lyrics

   My groundless dread of odd-numbered days the software of emotion, the codes of pleasure and pain the grueling job of keeping you entertained the soul-crushing exhaustion of working in your mine A vertical cemetery of ordinary living people billions of years for a single cell to mature the sad pride of being alone at altitude unloading a sob in the airplane toilet My head over the gates of cities, from Shushtar to your Balkh a victim of grasping your bitter philosophy The mysterious extinction of blue whales nature's offer of an acquired death again I'm suspended in the wrong centuries from primitive man to the turbines of sin This level of pain for the thin skin of a soul to grow old in a single day of a Noah's lifetime

9. 9

   The One I Loved To Be

   5:02
   Lyrics

   In bed, your body is a crumpled robot your hands tucked into your groin that shadow has come to visit but not to listen to what you have to say It's here with chains for your hands it's come with a list of your failures it's the dead hopes of your own self it's a burned-out wish that became you My skin won't cover me my eyes won't put me to sleep the one I loved to be won't leave me in peace pulls me out of the archive and the machine reads me again puts me down beside you makes me talk the one you loved me to be won't give me back to you There's news on the way, not this cruel everything will be fine, you'll see soon enough

10. 10

    Where Do I Come From

    4:00
    Lyrics

    You stare at my instruments of sight you ask me where I come from I'm the inventor of plastic emotion the originator of mechanical sentences I'm the speed of chemical brains I'm the need for mummified knowledge the pleasure of otherworldly discoveries I'm the ejaculations of grief in solitude I'm the poet of the centuries of separation I'm a resident of abstract cities the onslaught of orgasm-inducing hormones I contain texts full of associations I'm the world you close your eyes to I'm the reason for the fear of heights I'm the fine precision of perfectionism I'm the obsession of a royal gaze I'm indescribable loneliness, I'm in the minority I'm the pleasures of love, I'm in safety the hero of parallel lives I'm the machine of this kind of simulation