Biography of Hyperion Cartel
Hyperion Cartel Poems
Ride A White Horse
Ride a white horse When you want to fly Wave goodbye to your pain As you spiral up high.
Crash Course In Stunt Riding
Bareback upon a bourgeois pony I’m riding with no hands My eyes are glued to the Holy Grail And my ascendant deformed fans
Wandering through the street market Feeling bad for wagging recess And wondering how to pay my way Out of this obliterated ad-hoc mess
Our Father who Art in Heaven Hello? What’s your name? Since you and Mother Earth divorced Home-life’s never been the same.
Ashes to Ashes Dust to Dust To know the next line Was never a ‘must’
“Change is as good as a Holiday” But why should I want either? I’m right down to spare change now I can’t afford to take a breather.
Fly By Night
Your stalking horse awaits you He’s come to fly you through the night You better keep watch your back ‘Cause he’s a pretty boy - but
The Princess Sector
I’d chalked Sunday up To being a bore When some girl sashayed in To announce civil war.
The Sunshine Express
I’m gonna get to you I’m declaring the third World War We’re way long overdue for bloodlust down to the core
Hey Christine what’s going on? Whatever happened to Miss Saigon? Down the river selling out I tried to be a good girl scout
I woke up alone again back on skid row I saw familiar faces in a puppet show I saw things that triggered old scars to bleed Upon re entry I started to burn up in speed
Twelve Red Roses
Twelve red roses for the earth Welcome the third blind-eyed birth And pity ‘cause it isn’t worth The cellophane
Heaven Is A Place On Earth
A crimson dome of murderous red Sculls the blood of those just dead The solar systems meld into one As nightfall engulfs the sun
We welcome you with open arms Embrace us with your gore and charms Swipe that light bulb from the sky Please hold me close I want to die
Twelve Red Roses
Twelve red roses for the earth
Welcome the third blind-eyed birth
And pity ‘cause it isn’t worth
Breathe thorned stems into the air
Snared on that old vacant stare
Screams come from the house prayer
Nobody can hear
Snatch them from the bedside vase