The 7-Headed Lion

THE 7-HEADED LION

They say it couldn't happen here
But it already has
The Final Book makes very clear
It is just as it was
Fall of the Roman Empire
And Jesus on the Cross
Falling into the Darkest Fire
That Anyone ever Saw

They call this Time the End of Days
For you and I, it's all the Same
Tomorrow, same as Yesterday
When Lucifer came up to Play
Flute and Fiddle, Fife and Drum
Stuck in the Middle with Everyone
On the Run when the Night comes
Twilight, Northern Lights, Beyond

Heed the final Reckoning
This is the Great Awakening
If You do not Wake Up now if the Fates will still allow
A Journey up to Heaven's Gate
Now the Hour is getting Late
Sure, by now You have to Wait
Dinner Bell at half past 8

Maitre D', Sommelier
Choir Boys and Apostles
Lizard Men in Washington
Up in their Ivory Castles
And all around the Village Square
The Children Sing and Dance
A Violation Celebration
Of the Peace Accord in France

Like H.G. Wells, The Time Machine
They're living Underground
Late at night, they rise on up
And gather in the Town
The Minions and the Marionettes
Are sure to get around
And the President now wears the Face
Of Pennywise the Clown

The Morlocks and the Eloys
A Symbiotic System
They take the little Girls and Boys
And take their Time to eat Them
And all the while, they thought and prayed
They could, perhaps, defeat them
At the Ending of the Day
As They sew, so shall they Reap Them

And woe betide The Wanderer
Who tarries on his way
In the dark Empire of Lucifer
There is always hell to pay
Who's that trip- trapping on my Bridge
Somewhere between here and there
Across the River, beyond the Ridge
A Rainbow arcs across the Sky
We know it as The Bridge of Sighs

A Soldier, Saint, a Paragon
A minion from Babylon
In the clear, Blue Morning Light
We will have to say Goodnight
And all night long, the Watchers see
What's happening with You and Me
They are in control down in your Soul
Words unspoken, thoughts untold

Another long Night in the Cold
Fine White Powder, paper fold
Nights in Clover, Days of Old

And woe betide The Wanderer
Who tarries on his way
In the dark Empire of Lucifer
There is always hell to pay
Who's that trip- trapping on my Bridge
Somewhere between here and there
Across the River, beyond the Ridge
A Rainbow arcs across the Sky
We know it as The Bridge of Sighs

A Soldier, Saint, a Paragon
A minion from Babylon
In the clear, Blue Morning Light
We will have to say Goodnight
And all night long, the Watchers see
What's happening with You and Me
They are in control down in your Soul
Words unspoken, thoughts untold

Another long Night in the Cold
Fine White Powder, paper fold
Nights in Clover, Days of Old

And woe betide The Wanderer
Who tarries on his way
In the dark Empire of Lucifer
There is always hell to pay
Who's that trip- trapping on my Bridge
Somewhere between here and there
Across the River, beyond the Ridge
A Rainbow arcs across the Sky
We know it as The Bridge of Sighs

A Soldier, Saint, a Paragon
A minion from Babylon
In the clear, Blue Morning Light
We will have to say Goodnight
And all night long, the Watchers see
What's happening with You and Me
They are in control down in your Soul
Words unspoken, thoughts untold

Another long Night in the Cold
Fine White Powder, paper fold
Nights in Clover, Days of Old

Just in time to Fade Away

Before we do, I promise you
If it's the last thing we ever do
At the next bend in the River
We will swim into Forever

It started down in Texas
North of the Rio Grande
The Good Lord would Protect Us
In our Last and Final Stand
Drilling in the Texas mud
Killing Us, There Will Be Blood
Lying down right where they stood
Flying out to Hollywood

Penthouse on the Sunset Strip
Electric Kool-Aid Acid Trip
Neon lights and cold fluorescents
Satin Nights and Herbal Essence

Synthesizing the quintessence
Of all the Lies they told
Analyzing Evanescence
Zombies without Souls
Proselytizing Divine Presence
The long, Gray Winter Cold
Will the Sun come out this Spring?
No one will say anything

They won't say, cuz no one knows
Just which way this River flows
If you're a betting man, I am
About to make You Understand
I can read what's in your hand
By the reflection In Your Eyes
By the retelling of your Lies
Please, just don't act so surprised

By the way You make your Moves
I can see right into You
And after all they did to You
Things we're trying to undo
I think the message should be clear
Before the Sun rises again
We will cast our Fortune to the Winds
And punish them for all the Sins

We don't really have much to do
The Lord above will see Us through
In the event that we are wrong
We will sing another song

Like Nero with his Violin
As Rome was burning down
Delighting in Destruction
In his Monarch's Dressing Gown
One Thumbs Up or one Thumbs Down
To the Top or Underground
The Carousel goes round and round
Long after the Sun goes down

We dig into the Prophecy
We rig an Aristocracy
We practice true Hypocrisy
A Life in Mediocrity
Ativan Anxiety
Tenuous Sobriety
Deciduous Society
Curious Impropriety

Anachronous Chronology
Ignorant Psychology
Incestuous Biology
Cult of Scientology

Elemental Wisdom
Sacramental Schism
Rampant Pantheism
Simply every kind of Ism
If you're an intellectual
You might have time to think
It is Bestially Sexual
Laid out in Printer's Ink
Psychedelic Chemicals
Underneath the Kitchen Sink
Manacles and Pedicles
And lots of Time to Think
Manifest Dictatorials
Laid out in Printers Ink
All Designed to Influence
The very way You Think

Try not to watch the Evening News
Unless You want to Sing the Blues
Like Elvis & His Blue Suede Shoes
Or Huey Lewis & The News

Page 7 Obituary
Procession to the Cemetery
A sad, grave Situation
For the End of this Unholy Nation
When the Rooster Crows at Dawn Tomorrow
Comes the End of Pain and Sorrow
And Southward as the Eagle Flies
It will be Time to Dry your Eyes

To give up all your Alibis
See How She Runs, See How She Flies
Like Sir Paul up on the Hill
We would All be up there still
If we thought we had a Choice
Body Scanner, Hold your Voice
You might drive a Gold Rolls Royce
To Anoint You, you're On Point

We are standing in Eternal Presence
Taking in Shamanic Lessons
Interstellar Geometry
The Lines run between You and Me
Around the World, across the Sea
To every other Free Country
Not so many left of those
Who knows where our Freedom goes

Men on Horseback came one day
They took everything away
Just another Workaday
On the Shores of Mandalay
Digging holes down in the Sand
Searching for a Gold Wedding Band
I plan to put, there on your Hand
When We make it to the Promised Land

If that Day should never come
After 7 Lifetimes on the Run
I'll show up with a clean 6-Gun
For my last Duel in the Summer Sun
I don't care if I die out there
Some things are meant to be
In a world of rapt confusion
We've Surrendered to Illusion
Bruises, Blood and Bone Contusions
Paralysis and Destitution
Committed to an Institution
Work it from the inside out
The American Constitution
Should eliminate any Doubt

Sweep the Halls of Washington
And throw the Bastards out
Shackle them in Boxcars
And swiftly roll them out
Fire them at the Moon & Stars
Blow up all their fancy cars
No matter Who or Where You are
You might be a Superstar

There's a Serpent in the Garden
There's a War beyond the Wall
And come tomorrow morning
It won't be here at all
Not like you and I remember
Almost like nothing at all
You'll find out in September
When the Summer turns to Fall

But, until the Change doth come
We are still right here
Once again, the Sun shall Rise
In the Land of Everclear
They marched across the Desert Sand
To get from There to Here

The Greeks and Romans, Able Hands
Dogs of War in Everclear
We'll never be going Home
So Far Away From Here
Dictates the Emperor of Rome
Banished to the All Alone
Gladiators, 3 abreast
Forever, to the West

To the Mall in Washington
What they call Civilization
Ordained before the Rest
Imperial Domination
Came 4 Riders approaching
From the California Dust
And All Things Will Come to Pass
As they Forever must

The Greeks and Romans, Able Hands
Dogs of War in Everclear
We'll never be going Home
So Far Away From Here
Dictates the Emperor of Rome
Banished to the All Alone
Gladiators, 3 abreast
Forever, to the West

To the Mall in Washington
What they call Civilization
Ordained before the Rest
Imperial Domination
Came 4 Riders approaching
From the California Dust
And All Things Will Come to Pass
As they Forever must

An asset now of Leningrad
Sits upon the Royal Throne
With all the drones and wireless phones
Reporting back to Rome
Deep inside the Vatican
A Dark Chamber
exists
Where all the Pomp and Circumstance
Vanishes in the Mist

In the midst of all of this
In Revolution Square
We All raise an Iron Fist
To remember Who was There
They lost their Lives defending us
They kept their Part of the Sacred Trust
And so betwixt the 2 of us
We got aboard the Magic Bus

A gentle rain was in the air
A bright rainbow from here to there
You could hear the Angels cry
They're familiar lullaby
All the while, as time went by
We'd Kiss the Girls and make them cry
And now, our time has come at last
As all things must come to pass

God himself appointed you
I myself anointed you
With the blood of a spring lamb
With the promise of I am

A Vector to the Holy Land
The Republic for which it stands
One nation, still invisible
Radiation, still divisible
Now my brother is my phone
Hiding, somewhere I don't know
And if I carry on my way
If my poor feet will delay
I may just be some days away
From finding out another way

Silent now as a black cat
Sacred cow is getting fat
That is neither this nor that
But, I can tell you where it's at
It's just like in the nursery rhymes
The epicene of modern times
The Soylent Green behind the lines
The reason to unfold the rhymes

The best of times, the worst of times
Or somewhere in between
Native pride or genocide
In panoramic widescreen

On the Cover of a Magazine

Maybe one like 17
Or Glamor, Mademoiselle
One from Downtown In Between
Photoplay, deep down in Hell
Watch the Children as they Play
Beside the Wishing Well
Dancing round the Maypole
To the Tolling of the Bell

In these Times that shines so bright
And dark as Night as well
Empires and their Conquerors
Are Buried where they Fell
To a Sword out on the Battlefield
Or to a Woman's charms
Ask the great Ulysses
As he is Dying in her Arms

The Statue of La pieta
Captures in its essence
The Spirit of Devotion
And the Light of Divine Presence
Piazza Santo Pietro
Inside the Vatican
Displayed before the Multitudes
Until the Lord comes back again

The sound of footsteps echoing
Mask what's Underground
Preparing for the Reckoning
11 stories down
Ever still Negotiating
Brokering, Warmongering
The King is in the Counting House
The Princes are philandering

Unbuttoning her Satin Blouse
Beside the Palace Landing
The Princess and The Boatman
Have reached an Understanding
Don't tell anyone of this
She puts a finger to his Lips
She gives his Mouth a little Kiss
And Surrenders now to Carnal Bliss

A kiss in the dark
Is the single spark
It takes to light a fire
You won't be hurting anyone
If you surrender to desire
But you must not act falsely now
The prophet said to me
Because here within my father's house
We are making history

The princess buttons up her blouse
And walks back down below
Where all the people wait for her
For anything they know
To turn around and come back out
Big wheel turning all about
Down around the roundabout
Without a sound, without a doubt

Storm clouds gone, the Sun comes out
Big guns rattle the Rauschpielhaus
The little corporal pounds the glass
Tells the West to kiss his ass
Military war machine
Divide and conquer in between
So soft, so fragrant, yet so real
A rose crushed under a boot heel

History might well conceal
The true facts of the case
We stand before the lord, revealed
At the end of the human race
Somewhere on the milliothround
In avalon, the battleground
From Babylon to London Town
Satan's minions hit the ground

And in the final conflict
So many left behind
We're still running the ticker tape
Inside the human mind
From Antioch to Gettysburg
Where they all lay down and died
The one that no one's ever heard
The end of our Long, Dark Ride

A penny for your thoughts
And a pocket full of rye
4 and 20 swastikas
Are carved inside your eye
We will stand in front of you
Swear to God and hope to die
Ours is but to do or die
And never know the reason why

We shore up the battlements
And tightened up our flanks
A message to the regimens
From our Noble command ranks
We will build no monuments
To offer you our thanks
Will issue our compliments
With armored Sherman tanks

Oh, the Beast is in the Gate
The Hellions and Rapscallions wait
Where Heaven meets uncertain Fate
And Hell is just another state
The Bell is Ringing, don't be late
The Kids are Singing beside the Lake
A rumbling from far away
Smoke, Volcanoes and Earthquakes

Natural disasters on the ride
Chemtrails blaze across the Skies
Reflections in a golden eye
As it comes time to say goodbye
I never could predict the past
Reflections in the looking Glass
The future lies in mystery
The present is our history

I'll give you everything you see
If you will come and follow me
The kingdom is your Colony
Your Paradise across the Sea

Raise the flag up on the hill
So we can see it far away
The High Line Of The Potter's Mill
With nothing in the way
Let the townspeople run free
For the first time in a century
When it comes down to you and me
They'll hang us from the old oak tree

It will be said we did our best
Our final bed, out in the West
Nature holds us to her breast
Safe in virtue, truly blessed
A simple marker on the way
A little pile of stones
The scavengers have had their way
On our desiccating bones

But we are not the criminals
We did not deserve to die
We rid the world of predators
Before we said goodbye
Like prehistoric raptors
In flames across the sky
And fire breathing dragons
And their gentle lullaby
When all is said and done
And all has been and gone
We will still be haunted
By the Whore of Babylon

A warning, blessed traveler
As you go on your way
Another storm is forming
In Alaska's glacier Bay
The oil men are here now
And they're not going away
And everything once dear to you
Is about to blow away

Racing down the back stretch
We approach the final turn
What we capture, what we catch
Depends on what we learn
Do we run off in retreat
Or does our Fire still burn
Over Golden Fields of Wheat
Or forests full of ferns

Do we lie down in defeat
As the gilded pages turn
With chains upon our feet
And the sacrificial urn
Like King Montezuma
The great Azteca Warlord
Your blood is on the water
When you die by the sword

Don't make a move, don't take a breath
Don't make another sound
Men In Black with rubber soles
Are following you around
Christmas time with Old King Cole
And what ever else you found
Disguise your Pagan Rituals
And keep them Underground

Your creeping paranoia
Is all over this town
And spreads through the economy
Like the Royal British pound
It rains down like fallout
It is seeded in the clouds

As solitary Warriors
We walk on parallel lines
And Greco Roman gladiators
Still man their battle lines
Our trip into the time machine
To 1849
Is ending with a cataclysm
Before the end of time

What this means to all of us
As everything must turn to dust
Emblazoned on the dollar
The words, In God We trust
Currency is worthless
Here on the SpaceTime curve
Consciousness is limitless
Every fiber, every nerve
Reaching out for one another
Mother, father, sister, brother
Everyone loves one another
Oh the water, oh the water

Running down from Stony Peak
Waterfalls at Cedar Creek
California mother lode
Living, Dying by the code
Travelers on the Golden Road
Sing our love song All Night Long
Nothing can go wrong, go wrong, go wrong, go wrong

And so my friends, I raised my glass
The Lord is calling me to task
Two account for what I've done
On my Long Road Home into the One
I am a father and a son
I am in love with everyone
What I've done can't be undone
And you and I are surely one

When the Whore comes round again
We will be beyond the End
Sweet forgiveness for our sins
Medicine for our bloody skin
Gratitude for the state were in
New latitudes of experience
With a smile at a wave when it's time to go
Glory Hallelujah, In Excelsis Deo

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