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von The Underneath

A fugitive sound almost escaped
Turning not to be upward up the wind
A word on the wind with a purpose flew
Swift as an arrow, its direction he knew
But to stop it, no, he had no wish to know

No one would stop that word, he thought to himself
Then thought of the battles that it would find
Of how no glory would it seek
But point steadfastly to him as its master

For hero worship, the crowd gathered
Saliva bunched up, rushed forth
And formed a bubble, the suffocation
The wind came after, from within
The word drowned


Neither vanquished the power of the word, no
Set down again and again
And again and again
And again and again
And again and again
And again and again
And again and again
And again and again
And again and again

Neither vanquished the power of the word, no
Set down again and again
And again and again
And again and again
And again

It would be more honest to tell ′em to their face
Yes