JUTE GYTE LYRICS

1. Lugubrious Games (Sans Frontières)

Gargoyles of history beckoning
Authorities of night
The absolute opposition of thought and being
The reduction to nothing by judgment and hand
Immolated on the world’s altar
Insects devouring one another on an atom of mud
Festivals of atonement
A game with ideas
The word always dies where the claim of some reality is total

2. Forces Of Self-Shedding

I cannot countenance the thought
Of broken glass remaining broken glass
The experience of repetition as death
Memories once shifting grown solid
Dismantling the past piece by piece
Self-contempt and hatred for the lost self
The full force of time’s depth’s horror
Cast back to the chain of desires
Nailed to the cross of the ruined past
Regression and nullification
Greed of time and being

3. Grief Of New Desire

The knot of the braid
The caves and meadows of the flesh
The hopelessness at the heart of lust
Grief like the growing vine
My hopes in you have made me sick
Heron stillness in summer water
Lopped logs rotting in the moss
Altars without offerings
Gardens sown with dust

4. Ship Of Theseus

Wolves of water
Might of blind force
Living movement of sunlight
Currents churning
The reflecting edges of the shale
Soft rains pierce hard marble
Heat seeps through the silver
There is only mixing and dissociation
Nothing remains
What is the life that I have chosen?
The wave-shattered hull
Theseus in the labyrinth
Hunched in a cave of broken myths

5. Machinery That Renders Debt Infinite

The force which shapes blades on a hill of sickness
The grafted skin and clinging cerements
The overwhelming indifference of nature
The procession of each successive moment
The appeal for pity resonating in the void
The black-lipped wound that mouths oblivion
Machinery that renders debt infinite

6. Pain And Wrath Are The Singers

Fixed to decay
Knotted by habit
The rituals of bound bodies
The dull resonance that vibrates through these days
The afternoon’s meshes
Pale clotted light
I tremble in nightmares of silence
Lonely nights in empty houses
The night’s slow poison
Aimless years from nothingness to nothingness again
Kneeling before a void
Brought into being in order to suffer
New and dreadful liberty
Pain and wrath are the singers
The great work is a stone







JUTE GYTE LYRICS