Fleurety Last-minute Lies Lyrics

Last-minute Lies Lyrics


vexed with wires and curled up like snakes 
we all without aim stumbled
and staggered 
through the craters and pools 
that were oh so
characteristic 
of the landscape on which 
we to our surprise discovered
facial features. 

once I was given a bottle filled with sparkling
anxiety. 
it did not quench my thirst. 
it became an unbecoming
addiction. 
(and in an 
abbreviated manner one could say that in

accordance to tradition we exhibit our 
addictions in the display window
to 
affront possible bypassers and to arouse 
aggression and inertia.)


someone cast himself into self-portrayal vainly 
hoping the result
would accentuate the featurelessness of his face 
disappointed he swam in
the low-budget luxuries that devour 
with omnivorous appetite would you lie
for me I had a rusty nail 
hammered through my temple and I'm not sure if

what I felt was pain let me introduce you to my friend the pain in-exile

let me spray you with last-minute lies the screens oh so cleverly designed
to banish 
boredom brought reports of an accident in the shooting gallery if

I were a killer you would not have lived to know at the ends of one's arms

there are instruments of destruction confusingly similar to hands the
imperative 
of the evening is sever would you die for me would you spy for
me thank you 
I've had enough now let me evaporate and join a less tedious
cloud the delicacies 
that scorched the palate and made the tongue swell


fresh from the machinery of the filth-factory: 
a malfunctioning
device: COGITO. 
upon seeing it one shrieks, 
with jealousy intoxicated

and with the almost 
theatrical obscenery appalled-angered. 
the
crumbling the crumpling the collapsing 
mild and sour and misplaced 
as
were the cherub's smiles. 
pornography has brought us 
where technology
couldn't.


Vilde Lockeit: voice
G. Playa: voice
Tore Ylvisaker:
computer
Per Amund Solberg: bass
Alexander Nordgaren: guitars
S. E.
Hatlevik: synthesisers, drums & voice