Delilah

Hey, look here
I’m here
(Ah)
Draw from the past, dog chase cat
Delilah moaned and dug her claws in my back
From laws that entrap to laws that attract the straw that snapped the camel
spine’s cause to react
You had your way before you threw me to the curb
Chastised and whipped me like a true Venus in Furs
I brought the whole house down, cracked both pillars
Packed to the gills, no frills, no filler
Tactless, act passive, bat lashes
It’s rainin' ashes, cats and mastiffs
I catch fish with net, pass piss test, collect cash wip old pathfinder with
holes in the head gasket
Pills for the hippie with the Sandoz dripping
From his pores where it pools on the floor in the kitchen
We shed all inhibition, knock a screw loose
And mob through the streets like the wild tchoupitoulas
(In your kind)
Companionship I could sleep
(Forever)
And if I had a world of excess to distract me
(I would gladly)
I thought twice then declined when you asked me
(Join my journey)
Confronted by past deeds I follow where the path leads
(When I lay me down to sleep)
Strange things stock the depths with the white whale and lochness to face off
with heroes that the gods test
A lot to process act more talk less
Never treat queens like playthings and objects
We’re all cogs in the church of progress
Scientists looking for something to dissect
We’re gluttons with an appetite for destruction
That drink the devil’s nectar and dine on god’s flesh
I met Delilah in a pitfall I fell into
She turned my high clydesdale into Elmer’s glue
Held me paralyzed, said I put a spell on you
I’ll take and take until there’s nothing left but a shell of you
(I'm here)
The anima’s shadow is Babylon
A stop along the way for the travelling vagabond
Late night I hear her voice echo through the street
Counting sheep chasing inner peace desperate for release
(In your kind)
Companionship I could sleep
(For ever)
And if I had a world of excess to distract me
(I would gladly)
I thought twice then declined when you asked me
(Join my journey)
Confronted by past deeds I follow where the path leads
(When I lay me down to sleep)
When the soul identifies with maya, it forgets. Thus the soul is temporarily in
darkness. It is diluted and it dreams the mortal dream becoming increasingly
involved and confused, the soul remains bound up with the world.
The intuitive faculty becomes suppressed and the perception of truth is
blotted out