State of Silence: Verse 5

Savagery encased in venom, a dagger in its sheath is politician's speech. They murder us with words, pander us with their flattering and seek to silence our dissent with future comforts they can't provide.

State of Silence: Verse 4

Whatever the words, it is the acts that show their meaning, but all acts stem from words; the words are first, and without them, there can be no acts: The more beautiful are the words, the greater are its acts.

State of Silence: Verse 3

Servants of the State, suitors for government support, servitors for grants, for favors, for permit to life. The conceit of freedom is denied in such a nation, where its people live at a permission and not a right.

State of Silence: Verse 2

Knowledge of surveillance sits upon our every gesture, on every frown; the recognition they know me now, they're onto me. As I've no understanding of myself I'm wondering maybe they know who I am.

State of Silence: Verse 1

Hard knock of gunmen at the door, a state of silence prevails; lights out and a whisper in the dark, the waiting for rush inside: A nation at apprehension and of suppression of speech has been created here. 

Blue Moon Rising: Verse 30

There is no hope for fools. Guns, gold and genius run the world. No nation, absent possession of all three, can rule. When the mean intellect of a citizenry is diminished so is the future of their country.

Blue Moon Rising: Verse 29

Shackled to corpses of capitalism, chained to the dry bones of commerce and merchandise, we waste life in spending hours and days in competition; to best each other for more goods and greater dollars.

Blue Moon Rising: Verse 28

Them who aspire to be physicians to the world, who pronounce cures for every malady, politicians, are full of cancers of malignity, imposing laws to break the back of enterprise, to make of work a drudgery.

Blue Moon Rising: Verse 27

Vow poverty and seek to give yourself a mean life, small and stiff, to be kept cell within a narrow lane. Travelers of time need riches to expand their view; need affluence to find romance; to lead lives wise.

Blue Moon Rising: Verse 26

Hear in the fine patter of the rain on the oak leaves first music of what is, kept in time by the shadow of the yew tree; the yew upon the oak playing out old tunes of destiny, song of the coming dawn of Who?

Blue Moon Rising: Verse 25

In leafy patterns of energy, trees spread branches wide in high diffuse; while sucking, while absorbing by green lickings, by turquoise farming, the bounty that's spread upon the blue table of heaven's fuse. 

Blue Moon Rising: Verse 24

Become aggrieved by this nation of zombies; aggravated by this state of fools, allegiance is withdrawn; it's withheld. We owe them nothing, nor do they in their ignorance owe us a thing. We're now for quits!