The Braille Brandishing ft. Incorrigible Mechanophilic Evisceration & Granite Sky Lyrics

Braille Brandishing

Thrown (thrown) rock (rock) arc (arc) minute (minute) detection claps and hits a glass house

Is the dream for every rebel bound to think and fall away

The dream for every human vessel throwing a grenade

Into a home for blind children despite complexities at play

Despite complexities in shape

And the brandishing of numbers of all materials and shades

So we can mark you as a slave

Fuck the stats, I'd rather stand and dance the slate clean

Promote my street art to stance I'd bomb the capitalist machine

Don't (don't) claim (claim) to stand and deliver when I caught you sitting at your desk

Passing notes to an artsy chick so you can cash a check

Always on tippy toes and first in nose-goes

I asked around 'bout your contributions to this, nobody knows-knows

About your hippie shoes and the Busta Rhymes dreads

We dread to see you coming, but skip forward 'cause war is not a threat

Threat to Charles Hebdo another makeshift label

Is what you need 'cause without a top identity you will fail

Fail to pierce the unbreakable force of your narcissism

Unbreakable porch carved in your mental prison

Carved in the prism that you worshipped on the dark side of the moon

Stark is the Tom, Dick and Clark that makes an ass out of a buffoon

Swoon over caressing hand to a shrunk midriff over a tune

That makes lovers shake a car and a bride kiss a groom

Groomed into shuddering in bloody shorts over unsightly presence

All words are photographs in the past, future and present

Present is a gift, looks you in the eye and cries

'Cause why wouldn't a bomb bring a child to certain suicide?

'Cause why wouldn't a lack of olive branches turn into a famine

The same man playing doctor is the blood holding the cannon

The blood staining the hands of both the victim and shooter

But we should pay attention to looters robbing the white supremacists?

As if those bitches didn't deserve it

Stone a cop, fuck a cop playing Piggy to a bunch of fucking Kermits

(The rainbow-est of connections)