Crystal skies will mezmerize Black tears will fill holes in my eyes Booming in the cries he tries to catch me Among the Crystal Skies I can't breathe The ruby chains will keep us away The malachite fears beg us to stay Allay the fears of the cries The cries that reach for the Crystal Skies The malachite fears beg us to stay Allay the fears of the cries The cries that reach for the Crystal Skies Crystal skies will mezmerize Black tears will fill holes in my eyes Booming in the cries he tries to catch me Among the Crystal Skies I can't breathe

I - Fall Banjohmin: This one’s going out to Muhammad, my brother from another virgin mama Bow down before Arab Jesus, parting the twin towers, like the red seasies (Let my people go); At the office party, spiking the punch with jet fuel, Watching the wall street goys fly with joy, I turn man to sand, rye to gruel (But the pharaoh stiffened is neck) I bend steel beams with Boeing 767 tweezers , The twin towers the new Pisa, mix oil with fairy powder of Arab poppy flower, Ground albino baby bones of Sudan and the shrapnel plaster of Ghaza— Just call me Allah eight-bar-acuda spitting Arab oil in the land of Judah John: Snatched alive, the spirit is drowning A death again, the soul is thinning Bloated and loose; the skin is peeling Picking the scab, it's picking and bleeding The plug was plucked by a Banjo Crystal skies above called him home While the walls kept weeping, 'become one' He hauled onwards through the walls that moaned Leave the sludge for the endless thrill Downward he walked and deeper still A light in the distance was reduced to nil He picked up and set off the rest of his will I think I'll stay around Because I don't hear a sound Let's stop the Body and not fucking make a sound Big Town Wizard King: Pillars gleam, falling within your mind My son, old son that finds his clock unwind Where the night shifts, where captains fall behind The waves too tall to see beyond, too great to lift (too great to lift) Too dense to sift (too dense to sift) and walk inside Walls up close and blind You are not an object, just a sign of Decrepitude! Murder capital of the cosmos Open up your gates and let me in Free your withheld formations Mete out mightiness might it meet in us elation Tell me you're sleeping So that you never announce your death When wiry hands reach to you Forcing into you breath A life unknown... a life? Unknown We don't play here We know ways here, speaking lightly Speaking heavily, speak thy name Speaking darkly, speak thy grave It's Lucifer II - Rise Banjohmin: Mummify my body in silken threads of spiderweb Lady Charlotte I-thee-wed, eat of my body, but Mummify my body in silken threads of spiderweb Lady Charlotte I-thee-wed, eat of my body, but Leave unleavened the unleavened the bread, drink of my blood and eat of my flesh Leave unleavened the unleavened the bread, drink of my blood and eat of my flesh Watch as I rise again, I doubled my body for the sins of men Mummify my body in silken threads of spiderweb Lady Charlotte I-thee-wed, eat of my body, but Leave unleavened the unleavened the bread, drink of my blood and eat of my flesh Drink of my body and eat of my flesh, I doubled my body for the sins of men But on the Sabbath day I rest! John: The pyre's alight in this cavern of fire A silhouhette marked by the blackest Figures of decadent indecency A dastardly bastard, the conniving master A crime of rhymes, it's John's mad mantra For culling the cunts Panting and puking of all caused this downfall Richard drove the maul and his spirit plundered John's johnson The Angel ov Above turns to John and says, 'Welcome foul one The infamous butcherer and corrupter of the small, Welcome to the place where all evil falls' I think I'll stay around Because I don't hear a sound Let's stop the Body and not fucking make a sound Big Town Wizard King: Bodies slipping through my fingers Entrenched in a sullen landscape Talking to their master Who I am, whom they fear I am enough to make you see that life wasn't worth living Gods be praised, they gave me a raise I'm down in the depths with my cavalcade Blood for love Blood for life Flesh and bone for breadth I own you in my stead Time and space are dead Words are non-concrete Lies flow from those who speak (One last speech you'll hear) Littered ground come hear my bass I'm sinking you all in disgrace III - Lost Banjohmin: It was Mel Gibson’s mission, To spread my arse cheeks in the missionary position While whipping me in a frisson, but listen It’s not an admission of guilt, but this Christian nation we’ve built Is for loving thy neighbour, and spending Sabbath days at a gay bar It’s not about who to stone anymore, but who’s stoned on the floor According to the poetry of Eliot and Yeats If it sounds unfamiliar, forgive me it’s praise For my fellow man, whose sins I died for Even Mel Gibson, and his Semite-Lawyer For the masturbators and voyeurs In the gallery with the epicures As Pilate pronounced his verdict, And the liars renounced my sermons At the foot of the cross, As the spear drew near To the heart of the spider-son of God. John: John cursed, he spat in vain and she just stared John felt limp in hell, he was lacking and scared His heart was open and calling to this shell She said, "Wisen your words and wisen them well Or you shall not escape from this Hell" John looked at her, he knew it was true He had a chance to escape and rejoin his crew He reached out a hand and his courage grew Her hand led him to the place no man knew I think I'll stay around Because I don't hear a sound Let's stop the Body and not fucking make a sound Big Town Wizard King: Open up the doors For I'm headed to Hell The words are twisted Because demons can't spell I forge new scripts to break their minds I forge the world with excellent finds I'm a mathematician and a mass rendition I live alive, so I live a life sole I speak for myself, sold text for gold I've a body of work that speaks for its own I'm everything destined to be dethroned If not for my mastery, skills are cheap I make my wisdoms working my keep Sneaking about won't do any good Just look; learn My body of work (body of work, body of work) I have a body of steel A physique fit for the pen Dipped in ink I win I sin... I win IV - Found Banjohmin: They tied me to the cross, Yea, I called out to God He didn’t give a shit Charlotte Magdalene had my kids My martyrdom was wrong Recounted in Paul’s song What bliss to be a Yid, Speared by the Roman sticks— Sweet Jerusalem falls, I awake and forsake it all On my deathbed I kiss Judas, Our hearts pierced by Cupid Oh father sacrifice my flesh, On the cross it is accomplished What care I for the world? The world cares not for me And ever since the fall My Father’s hated me Skewer me with sponge and spear And cleanse them of their sin and fear Let me be the first to cast the first stone of law And be the first struck down in the sight of the lord Spider Jesus! John: "Hey pretty lady I think you're swell, but what are you doing all alone in this hell?' "That's a tale for another time," she replied with a smile, "but what of you John Johnson ov above?" "I'm a motherfucker who's got the blues; I've got nothing to lose and nothing to gain, babe." he said to her, "I've been booted from above to hellblaze, but I cannot stay." "Well while we're travelling and have time to speak, won't you hear my tale and tell me what you think?" She began her sorrow wrought tale as John listened well As he stared into her baby blues his dark heart fell I think I'll stay around Because I don't hear a sound Let's stop the Body and not fucking make a sound Big Town Wizard King: A ship upon rocks with fools Tumbling out from spools Stolen stares from woven mares Make fears enough for rules Conquering rocky beaches Was never the plan Roughest earth and blackest sand Men are testing words and besting First to check the firth of resting For the first time dye the mess And fall the rain to make sense Of our misfortunes Misshapen bodies: man and ship Wisps taken follies, land and lip Mechanisation folds to one's grip Up go spires, frail and thick Flames aplenty, kent and gart Spent the winter shoaled and sparked Faced the night with husks of eyes Rent the summer sarked and prised

Perched upon the Dark Hill With youth hued on her face On her frail cracked lips Spreads the familiar taste The Beam of fate The bends in wasted hands A rotten fruit once ate Spread death upon the lands In the apple within the womb Among the masses the prophet's loom The warm embrace, the sullen bloom A fury encased amid the fume Drawn from the blood Of the chosen one She was called below By the fallen one Her death knell rung Now bound in the shadows While her spirit sung She was claimed by the widows In the apple within the womb Among the masses the prophet's loom The warm embrace, the sullen bloom A fury encased amid the fume She looks forever up and up Upon the wasted lands of these With her toes gently dripping On the shores of the Sinking Sea In the apple within the womb Among the masses the prophet's loom The warm embrace, the sullen bloom A fury encased amid the fume

I - To Fill a Void Climb the Breast ov Baphomet Across the Black Fields ov Sorrow The Hand ov Judas touches me The crawling cowardice follows With walls made of strife and snatched lives Souls wandering through drought tunnels of black eyes Tangible to the touch The one below all To lose so little with so far to fall Only she in the darkness hears my call As blood drips upon the stone I'm losing my way But I hear the Dark One calling and I must obey If she would be the light to guide me His beckon is what leads me to stay We've aged a day in a year In the decades of roaming spent here Take my hand and guide me with spirit I'm the void in the pit, refill it Our joined hands brand the three letters While I strum these strained strings for her I'm the husk of a boy, be still Man's weighted steps on the eternal uphill Life goes on But yours won't This is the journey of John To the place with the overly long title Part XII-2 (Chapter 3.5) Now In 3-D! II - The Humane Comedy The Humane Comedy The Jaunt ov Thee The Endless Journey The Bottomless Sea As she leads the path to the heart of the abyss Thoughts cast themselves to the people amiss Memories of life and the final memory of death A life lived, but taken away with a breath Teach me to live every time we die Lay down the wreath and sigh Beneath the soil below the Crystal Skies Lay down the wreath and cry Lay with the dirt Be one in the earth Forfeit your worth For your next birth My life goes on With only your memory Teach me to live every time we die Lay down the wreath and sigh Beneath the soil below the Crystal Skies Lay down the wreath and cry This is the journey of John To the place with the overly long title Part XII-2 (Chapter 3.5) Now In 3-D! III - 22-06-16 Journey of John To the place with the overly long title Part XII-2 (Chapter 3.5) Now In 3-D! (Gonna go on a, gonna go on a journey, journey) (Gonna go on a, gonna go on a journey with my band) I can't go on I can't even stand A swan song in the sinking sand As she grabs me softly by the hand Waining and failing I'm subsiding and stalling On the peaks I can't climb Because we all die sometime Those muscle memory mornings Those mornings we'll never see It's the ifs and buts I'm hoarding Not as long as I'll ever be The nights clinging to the sheets Become less and less As I hesitantly Plant my feet atop the egress Lay with the dirt Be one with the earth Lay down the wreath and sing Beneath the soil In the eternal spring My life goes on To cherish your memory

I've got a life to live and you ain't stopping me Bitch, my ass is gonna be free I've been through the worst and I've had my fill We're taking a trip, I've got blood to spill We're the misfits to the void that won't submit We've got two tickets to the show above this pit Roll em up, I've got a fist with your name on it And a boot heading to a place where it won't quite fit With a crash and a boom Satan falls across the room With a slash and a cry I see Hell fall before my eyes Can't you see you're trapped here with me I'm eternal and immortal, I'm the unholy trinity You died a fuck and you wandered in here blindly In my abyss your blood will be shed eternally With a crash and a boom Satan falls across the room Cuz with a slash and a cry I see Hell fall before my eyes And while my pale face looks forever up and up My toes point towards the gateway All the clinks of teeth on a coffee cup I know I ain't dying today And while my pale face looks forever up and up My toes point towards the gateway All the clinks of teeth on a coffee cup I know I ain't dying today And while my pale face looks forever up and up My toes point towards the gateway All the clinks of teeth on a coffee cup I know I ain't dying today With a crash and a boom Satan falls across the room Cuz with a slash and a cry I see Hell fall before my eyes With a crash and a boom Satan dies across the room And as I step into the light I leave the walls of hell behind

Stand by the river of time with pride Abide alive; thrive in life Hope with all that you are For the longest and final goodbye