Dub

Humidity is sweating me

waiting for sound to bless me

unless It's feeling testy

Its officers will soon arrest me

...forget putting your hands to the sky

salvation is found in sound

see I bow

rally round the sound throne

drone

slave

pawn, spawn, medium

yes, to rest on all of this is my wish,

my mission to serve sound pounds down

the message stabs and sucks as it's sending

it plucks nerve endings

brain signals wiggle

and the presence becomes visual

haunting individuals out of habitually

residual sound pigments are non-fictional

figments that foolish fake friends of sound spew forth should be rejected

or at least disrespected

to all those affected, here's a new perspective



CHORUS1

I dub thee unworthy

And further more dirty

For toying with powers

That you do not possess...



Patience is lost

the cost: I must regain the crown

as long as this body is mine

you will infect it

forever a slave to my soul's idol

an instrument in your hands

your gift's the key to my survival.



CHORUS2

But I will wait

for you to sweep away the silence

I belong to you

see me seal me up with yourself

I wish to be the thief who steals your power

and projects it

rejected if I fumble its essence I'm blessed with only depression

look upon me now

feel the need I have

for you to dub me

Sound Soldier



When in control

I feel your shadow

Below it hovers low

It bellows lightly

to please it is lovely

and I feel your release

relieved I breath in peace

and treat you with sweet belief

care and caution

as a thief I have stolen Sound's power

and projected it

rejected if I fumble it's essence

I learn the lessons of failing a generous presence

so now a guest of repression

I must prove my worth again

there is strength in sorrow

but will you be there tomorrow?

to matter in this world I must be allowed to borrow

Please Sound God

make me an angel



CHORUS1(alt)

Do you dub me unworthy

And further more dirty

For toying with powers

That I do not possess?



CHORUS2