Fruitful Dilemma Lyrics

In the garden of what is left

A sphere a silk-veil seeming spider bereft

Hangs like an ornament among the lotus-eaters

Perpetual panem et circenses

Why would you ever leave

The service here is out of control

Preemptive reflection refined

Compulsive to the Algol-rhythm

You see what you want

And want what you see

What use is company

When you're promised relative anonymity

Why share your time

When your time is shared

Sold for sigils of distant attention

Just like that time under the tree

When ye and me made three

A slap on the wrist ripples in time

Flame of light disorients

Taking bites with your mouth so full

Choking on your gift

Concentric circles between the eyes

Desperate to monetize

Commodity; target audience

A feed back loop you're sure to click

Just like that time under the tree

When ye and me made three

A slap on the wrist ripples in time

Flame of light disorients

Taking bites with your mouth so full

Choking on your gift

Memetics mapped out like genetics

Nihlist dystopic scenes

Live as projected

Live as expected

Suspended in electric dreams

Wherein even the artist bends at the knees

When wall-eyed Mammon sings

"I want more"

Just like that time under the tree

When ye and me made three

A slap on the wrist ripples in time

Flame of light disorients

Taking bites with your mouth so full

Choking on your gift

Just like that time under the tree

When ye and me made three

A slap on the wrist ripples in time

Flame of light disorients

Taking bites with your mouth so full

Choking on your gift