Kowloon Walled City
Album • 2012
Down. can you take it slow Get back on the ground There's not enough rope Stress. passed on like your name Now you wake so tired Take it. hand it down like a weight Now you wake so tired Take it. hand it down like a weight Now you wake so tired Stress. passed on like your name Now you wake so tired
Submitted by Morgoth — Feb 08, 2026
Try to dress like a man Pressed. ready Heads on the wall. think of your father's eye And hang your head Never know what to say when Bad days come again Stretched. pressed. he breathes like a dog Stretched. pressed. heads on the wall Boxed up, faces down Your family looks from the landing Bad days come again, after all Five minutes standing The first thing you said I don't know what we'll do What can we do
Submitted by Morgoth — Feb 08, 2026
Shadows will turn to holes Dig a trench with the sun Dilate, front to back Sightless, front to back Walk the race, can't see much now Walk the race, can't hear much now Dilate, dead ahead Sightless, dead ahead Sightless Sightless Sightless Dead ahead
Submitted by Morgoth — Feb 08, 2026
Red lights return and rest We don't know what we own Loaded. lift to another clear sky Make your course for home. and what do we own They say walls won't stand straight on their own, you know So wrap your son's face in rags to breathe black heat Roll the red bars. cut on the dead gray shore Walls won't stand straight on their own Make your course Steady
Submitted by Morgoth — Feb 08, 2026
You catch your train You pay your way Lay your last tickets down The black year burned The ground still warm You cut your names You paid your way Work won't cover the past And the pressure won't change The black year burned The ground still warm You catch your train You pay your way Always made to wait You pay your way For longer days Laid your tickets on the stone Cut your names, and set it in the wall Work won't cover the past but you tried You paid your way
Submitted by Morgoth — Feb 08, 2026
Wrong side of history. you are there Left all alone, pressing for air Time is the tide we try to hold down Head back and sinking Clench your fists. let your fingers carve holes in your hands, and invent Clench your fists. let your fingers carve holes in your hands Trust me, we'll all die alone No one will notice or know Wrong side of history. we are already there We're quietly sinking Clench your fists. let your fingers carve holes in your hands, and invent Clench your fists. let your fingers carve holes in your hands
Submitted by Morgoth — Feb 08, 2026
Don't choke We'll start again Can you feel it now. can you breathe Can you try to make a sound Start well, or start again Head to ground, try again But the wrong things change. can you feel it now Like lighted wire, your fibers still glow Don't choke Look ahead, even though you know Swallow the light. you're doing fine Even though you know Wrong. change. start again Wait. look, even though you know Wrong. start again. wait Wait. look, even though you know Don't choke Sing us a song Light and wire Sing us a song, even though you know
Submitted by Morgoth — Feb 08, 2026
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