cacophony grape ape GGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRAAAAAKKKKSSSSSHHHHHTTTTTAAAAAYYYYYYY 010425 ... unhinged "when i stand in front of the wind band at 9:58 and listen to everyone warming up before i tune, it sounds better than this. this is just sheer cacophony. violin concerto....yeah right." jason hastings 010425 ... TalviFatin loud clattering noise 010731 ... Sparticus Cacophony The musty steam Its like a stream The rot inside It makes us die And I want to get away from the hate I feel your face Inside my hands This race I cannot win You understand And our love it kills The fish that drown in the oil Our gills are stuffed and oxygen Can’t reach It cannot reach The air cannot reach Our lungs To breathe I hold you tight Inside my eyes Hands that slip As you fall Blown away when you smelt defeat At night I flail And scream in rage Your body kills and fills My burnt desire And your breath it blooms Like a rose that burst too quick Bleached sun blinds our eyes and we Can’t see We cannot see Sunblind cannot see Our eyes To know I want to breath you in Fresh and cleaned I want to see me here In your rapture You will get right through In truth I know just this My love Is You And here I stand A broken man Cut shoals loathe Boat can’t float On the rocks borne without strength Your hair is wild It set me free Loving you Is our disease And I sing to you Inside sleep you fight to hear The voices clog the ears and you Can’t hear You cannot hear Voices drown out notes Of my songs To love Fighting wrathful sin Wears souls down Living in blackened hate Topples towers You will get right through In truth I know just this My love Is You The fish can’t breathe And I can’t see Red roses die And voices scream We fight to live against Cacophony Cacophony Cacophony Cacophony And this is plain truth I’ve told to you that you fight Your beauty numbs my soul and I Can’t feel I cannot feel Beauty fells the hate I told you not To feel 030519 ... pete the cacophony exploded as job was berated by the forth 'comforter.' yahweh came out from the wings, spinning in her bed sheets and trying not to fall as four different random and unfitting tracks played ontop of eachother. she span and span and span, then bent over to fart in job's general directoin. as she stumbled off stage she through a stylish orange jacket at him, symbolic of his regained wealth.... 040613 ... superleni the opposite to constipation. cack-often-y. 060508 what's it to you? who go blather from