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Heat Death

2014-10-29T02:53:33Z

216.254.160.48: /* Verse 3 */

===Verse 1===

Still night, three o'clock 
The fog creeps into town 
You can't see past the next two blocks 
Your gaze is driven down 

'Cause you can't see the stars that shine in the sky 
The fog is way too dense 
Can't see another person, wave hello 
To try would make no sense

===Slam Poetry Rap===

The neighbours' human visages all eclipsed 
Amidst the mist, one cannot glimpse 
The girl immersed in books 
Hurling into a literary world unfurling and purling before her, percolating inside her brainpan, 
The man standing as he hammers out a jam at his piano, 
His fix consisting of eliciting licks with the flick of his wrist and mixing rhythmic tricks into a musical apocalypse 
The child with building bricks 
He unpicks and affixes until his vision sticks, his starfish mitts twist in stout, determined fists: 
Isolate, disparate, forsaken, in schism 
Within the abysm of the mist!

Between the heat and cold there is the fog 
And human warmth is spread increasing thin 

===Chorus===

Separation, slow dispersion 
Of tiny points of light 
Soon achieving cold inertion 
They can't contend against entropic end 

===Verse 2===

With heads bowed down to trace our steps 
Count cracks and crevices 
We never lift our eyes to meet the gaze 
Of the cloud of witnesses 

Eking out our feeble lives 
And never seeing face to face 
Tired roles we endlessly reprise 
One stroke and we're erased 

===Bridge===

The Word came to me in a roundabout way 
So I'm calling on that ancient Muse 
And as I stand before you now 
I see your faces unconfused 

Between the cold and heat there is the fog 
Sparks are flying upward on the wind 

===Verse 3===

The everpresent cloud of smoke 
That rises from the coals 
Eclipsing faces 'midst the gentle but unwavering light 
Stand aright! 

The Lord possessed me at the first 
By the Self-same wrought the renewal of the earth 
Remember, Man, that dust thou art 
A dying ember on the hearth 

===Chorus 2===

Between the cold and heat there is the fog 
We lose our heat without the flame within 

Separation, slow dispersion 
Into the chill of night 
Unfit alone to bear the burden 
We face the end - Wisdom! Let us attend.

Heat Death

2014-10-29T02:52:29Z

216.254.160.48:

===Verse 1===

Still night, three o'clock 
The fog creeps into town 
You can't see past the next two blocks 
Your gaze is driven down 

'Cause you can't see the stars that shine in the sky 
The fog is way too dense 
Can't see another person, wave hello 
To try would make no sense

===Slam Poetry Rap===

The neighbours' human visages all eclipsed 
Amidst the mist, one cannot glimpse 
The girl immersed in books 
Hurling into a literary world unfurling and purling before her, percolating inside her brainpan, 
The man standing as he hammers out a jam at his piano, 
His fix consisting of eliciting licks with the flick of his wrist and mixing rhythmic tricks into a musical apocalypse 
The child with building bricks 
He unpicks and affixes until his vision sticks, his starfish mitts twist in stout, determined fists: 
Isolate, disparate, forsaken, in schism 
Within the abysm of the mist!

Between the heat and cold there is the fog 
And human warmth is spread increasing thin 

===Chorus===

Separation, slow dispersion 
Of tiny points of light 
Soon achieving cold inertion 
They can't contend against entropic end 

===Verse 2===

With heads bowed down to trace our steps 
Count cracks and crevices 
We never lift our eyes to meet the gaze 
Of the cloud of witnesses 

Eking out our feeble lives 
And never seeing face to face 
Tired roles we endlessly reprise 
One stroke and we're erased 

===Bridge===

The Word came to me in a roundabout way 
So I'm calling on that ancient Muse 
And as I stand before you now 
I see your faces unconfused 

Between the cold and heat there is the fog 
Sparks are flying upward on the wind 

===Verse 3===

The everpresent cloud of smoke 
Rising from the coals, be still my soul 
Eclipsing faces 'midst the gentle but unwavering light 
Stand aright! 

The Lord possessed me at the first 
By the Self-same wrought the renewal of the earth 
Remember, Man, that dust thou art 
A dying ember on the hearth 

===Chorus 2===

Between the cold and heat there is the fog 
We lose our heat without the flame within 

Separation, slow dispersion 
Into the chill of night 
Unfit alone to bear the burden 
We face the end - Wisdom! Let us attend.

Heat Death

2014-10-29T02:49:42Z

216.254.160.48:

===Verse 1===

Still night, three o'clock 
The fog creeps into town 
You can't see past the next two blocks 
Your gaze is driven down 

'Cause you can't see the stars that shine in the sky 
The fog is way too dense 
Can't see another person, wave hello 
To try would make no sense

===Slam Poetry Rap===

The neighbours' human visages all eclipsed 
Amidst the mist, one cannot glimpse 
The girl immersed in books 
Hurling into a literary world unfurling and purling before her, percolating inside her brainpan, 
The man standing as he hammers out a jam at his piano, 
His fix consisting of eliciting licks with the flick of his wrist and mixing rhythmic tricks into a musical apocalypse 
The child with building bricks 
He unpicks and affixes until his vision sticks, his starfish mitts twist in stout, determined fists: 
Isolate, disparate, forsaken, in schism 
Within the abysm of the mist!

Between the heat and cold there is the fog 
And human warmth is spread increasing thin 

===Chorus===

Separation, slow dispersion 
Of tiny points of light 
Soon achieving cold inertion 
They can't contend against entropic end 

===Verse 2===

With heads bowed down to trace our steps 
Count cracks and crevices 
We never lift our eyes to meet the gaze 
Of the cloud of witnesses 

Eking out our feeble lives 
Tired roles we endlessly reprise 
Never seeing face to face 
In one fell stroke we are erased 

===Bridge===

The Word came to me in a roundabout way 
So I'm calling on that ancient Muse 
And as I stand before you now 
I see your faces unconfused 

Between the cold and heat there is the fog 
Sparks are flying upward on the wind 

===Verse 3===

The everpresent cloud of smoke 
Rising from the coals, be still my soul 
Eclipsing faces 'midst the gentle but unwavering light 
Stand aright! 

The Lord possessed me at the first 
By the Self-same wrought the renewal of the earth 
Remember, Man, that dust thou art 
A dying ember on the hearth 

===Chorus 2===

Between the cold and heat there is the fog 
We lose our heat without the flame within 

Separation, slow dispersion 
Into the chill of night 
Unfit alone to bear the burden 
We face the end - Wisdom! Let us attend.

Heat Death

2014-10-23T07:46:34Z

216.254.160.48:

===Verse 1===

Still night, three o'clock 
The fog creeps into town 
You can't see past the next two blocks 
Your gaze is driven down 

'Cause you can't see the stars that shine in the sky 
The fog is way too dense 
Can't see another person, wave hello 
To try would make no sense

[slam poetry rap] 

The neighbours' human visages all eclipsed 
Amidst the mist, one cannot glimpse 
The girl immersed in books 
Hurling into a literary world unfurling and purling before her, percolating inside her brainpan, 
The man standing as he hammers out a jam at his piano, 
His fix consisting of eliciting licks with the flick of his wrist and mixing rhythmic tricks into a musical apocalypse 
The child with building bricks 
He unpicks and affixes until his vision sticks, his starfish mitts twist in stout, determined fists: 
Isolate, disparate, forsaken, in schism 
Within the abysm of the mist!

Between the heat and cold there is the fog 
And human warmth is spread increasing thin 

===Chorus===

Separation, slow dispersion 
Of tiny points of light 
Soon achieving cold inertion 
They can't contend against entropic end 

===Verse 2===

With heads bowed down to trace our steps 
Count cracks and crevices 
We never lift our eyes to meet the gaze 
Of the cloud of witnesses 

Eking out our feeble lives 
Tired roles we endlessly reprise 
Never seeing face to face 
In one fell stroke we are erased 

===Bridge===

The Word came to me in a roundabout way 
So I'm calling on that ancient Muse 
And as I stand before you now 
I see your faces unconfused 

Between the cold and heat there is the fog 
Sparks are flying upward on the wind 

===Verse 3===

The everpresent cloud of smoke 
Rising from the coals, be still my soul 
Eclipsing faces 'midst the gentle but unwavering light 
Stand aright! 

The Lord possessed me at the first 
By the Self-same wrought the renewal of the earth 
Remember, Man, that dust thou art 
A dying ember on the hearth 

===Chorus 2===

Between the cold and heat there is the fog 
We lose our heat without the flame within 

Separation, slow dispersion 
Into the chill of night 
Unfit alone to bear the burden 
We face the end - Wisdom! Let us attend.

Heat Death

2014-10-23T07:45:57Z

216.254.160.48:

===Verse 1===

Still night, three o'clock 
The fog creeps into town 
You can't see past the next two blocks 
Your gaze is driven down 

'Cause you can't see the stars that shine in the sky 
The fog is way too dense 
Can't see another person, wave hello 
To try would make no sense

The neighbours' human visages all eclipsed 
Amidst the mist, one cannot glimpse 
The girl immersed in books 
Hurling into a literary world unfurling and purling before her, percolating inside her brainpan, 
The man standing as he hammers out a jam at his piano, 
His fix consisting of eliciting licks with the flick of his wrist and mixing rhythmic tricks into a musical apocalypse 
The child with building bricks 
He unpicks and affixes until his vision sticks, his starfish mitts twist in stout, determined fists: 
Isolate, disparate, forsaken, in schism 
Within the abysm of the mist.

Between the heat and cold there is the fog 
And human warmth is spread increasing thin 

===Chorus===

Separation, slow dispersion 
Of tiny points of light 
Soon achieving cold inertion 
They can't contend against entropic end 

===Verse 2===

With heads bowed down to trace our steps 
Count cracks and crevices 
We never lift our eyes to meet the gaze 
Of the cloud of witnesses 

Eking out our feeble lives 
Tired roles we endlessly reprise 
Never seeing face to face 
In one fell stroke we are erased 

===Bridge===

The Word came to me in a roundabout way 
So I'm calling on that ancient Muse 
And as I stand before you now 
I see your faces unconfused 

Between the cold and heat there is the fog 
Sparks are flying upward on the wind 

===Verse 3===

The everpresent cloud of smoke 
Rising from the coals, be still my soul 
Eclipsing faces 'midst the gentle but unwavering light 
Stand aright! 

The Lord possessed me at the first 
By the Self-same wrought the renewal of the earth 
Remember, Man, that dust thou art 
A dying ember on the hearth 

===Chorus 2===

Between the cold and heat there is the fog 
We lose our heat without the flame within 

Separation, slow dispersion 
Into the chill of night 
Unfit alone to bear the burden 
We face the end - Wisdom! Let us attend.