Delta Blip - Speak Listen Decay Lyrics

Everyday at the helm of the incantation
Everyday speak, listen, decay
Torquing throught texts and recitations
Chanting rabid, placid, rapt, fugued

All these fractals; these turbulent sames
Likenesses and mimes and recapitulates
Give me the hard stuff, give me the hard stuff
Give me the-- take it away

Up the river like we always knew we'd have to
Up the river in a phantasm of vox hues
Chanting rabid, placid, rapt, fugued

Everyday in the chamber of exultations
Everyday speak, listen, decay
Snagging my sleeves in the trenches of song
Chanting rabid, placid, rapt, fugued

Reverant descants
More turbulent sames
Faithful pollutions that wax and wane and
Give me the hard stuff, give me the hard stuff
Give me the hard stuff-- take it away