Stillborn Unicorn.

Written by me, and very much copyrighted. Not to be taken or used elsewhere please. I've recorded these lyrics as audio and we're nearly done with the mastering and final touches.

For my 'Retrograde Infinity Suite' & 'Dystopia 2.0' lyrics, see here:
http://www.allthelyrics.com/forum/ra...pia-2-0-a.html

Stillborn Unicorn 01.

I'm an unblocked punch from the edge of perception..
F*** god's son, watch the devil's placenta.
..Chained to traintracks; abandoned at birth.
..I'll paint a flame and the canvas'll burn.
Bask in darkness, target stars, this
Artist carves with harnessed carnage.

Pink-grey skies just slip straight by.
I.. Displace time so this day's mine.
I'm.. The emenant spokesman; the edge of the moment;
Either I've never slept or I've never awoken.

a Soulless husk as old as dust.
My Goal's to love.. alas;
I Stole the sun to solder sons
and Sold them summer back.

My Fervant spite'll burn the sky
and Turn the ice To liquid..
The Earth'll die as sperm of mine
'll Fertilize abysses.

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After the warnings
This vessel is gravebound
My Heart fed the hornets
Which nest in it's place now.

I'm the Formerly benevolent deity-
your Mausoleum's residents pray to me.
I.. Prey on gods and slay lost flocks
as Priests praise the denatured dream vapour.
so.. Sacrifice mystics.....
your Sattelite dishes'll channel my spirit.
I'm the misanthropic god.....
Mankinds lands die as I sit and watch things rot.

I reside in a moment that's over With my stolen ambrosia funding timewars.
Rusted cyborg.. out in the cold, Faustus's soul pumping ichor.

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I don't.. live in sin..
I Visit it on business trips.. it's,
a Tangible madness, I travel the planet and capitals vanish.
..Cursed lands, I burn maps and scatter the ashes.

I'd Leash the beast if freedom's key.
I'd Cease to breathe, but dreamless sleep's a brief reprieve
for when The serpent repents
I'll Emerge from the depths,
It's as Certain as death's
My Observer effect.
Observers are blind but the birds are the eyes..
it's a turbulent flight for the firmament's mine.
the Preordainer; when the seesaw's vacant
I'mma Redraw nature from a seedstore's data.

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Take no advice for I taint open minds,
Mine's.. a rage so refined that the grave won't suffice-
I'll be Rainbows at night....
or a Plague stricken saint with a halo of flies

then my Sermon'll cause a permanent storm..
..I'm a Servantless lord.
..I was Birthed from a corpse.
I take on Operations that the surgeons abort.
with the Proper contemplation there's a purpose for all,
so if you're not a patient then you'll work at the morgue.

I'm the Prophet of entropy;
I'll Polish the memories, mocking solemnity.

I'm a Viral coalition....
My Mind's the throne and prison where I strive to know the difference.

I'm the Angel's abortion that saw man's demise;
the Ravens of your world report back to mine.
I'm a Dangerous breed and a saviour to peace.
I'll Placate the disease with a flame and a seed.

I'm the Figure With a black shroud
Pictured In the background as rats drown.
Always seen on the scene before disaster...
Force of karma; the morning lark that calls for darkness.

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It's Rumoured angels' tears'll fall
and Lubricate the gears of war...
Escape path: straight past the grave's grasp to raze stars.
The image is depicted in stained glass.

It's the End of the road but I'm never alone
for my Temporal lobes act as temples to ghosts.
I'm the Decadent pope.....
the legend that severed the head of a goat and wrote as it spoke.

[END]

Copyright Christopher Osborne 2011

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Stillborn Unicorn 02. [V6.5]


An infidel, f*** night ..I'll bring the end one-time,
Intercept sunrise ..sit and sell floodlights.

A saint that's ruthless.. endtime bringer;
I trained anubis.. to fetch my slippers.

My work's a world to move you.. an Anounaki shift..
With terms to serve Cthulu.. as calamari strips..

I've picked apart the hidden art; sifting it's sources.
I've trapped souls in ragdolls; dripping endorphins.

I was born lab rat backtracked from minotaur..
The sharpest to harvest a hydra thought.. life support;
Flies adorn a viral corpse so firewall the vitalised.
Lions mauled the briar thorns and neither side survived the night.
Each scene was finite, the beekeeper's hives died..
Like brief dreams and beech trees, like sea breeze and high tide.

Paper cranes'll touch the sun or grace the pavements, crumpled up.
Angels cradle rubber ducks as ravens rape the doves at dusk;
Daybreak may save ruptured husks, but..
Love of lust and lust for love just clusterf*ck regardless.

Behold dawn as souls yawn, the temple steps'll never end,
I cold-forged the sole source of warmth and left bereft.
I'd got no quest and was so stressed I'd thrown away the sober days.
I'd borrowed strength; tomorrow's breath, then slept and dreamt of coma-space.

Views mark the pinnacles. new paths are visible.
Root-farmers' roofgardens grew past the literal.
and Similar channels are lateral- as amateur
Venom an' medicine measurement comparisons.

The merchants met the serpents..
and their worldly wares were worthless.

The kings then met the public..
and a fit flesh inquest's published.

Soldiers met an enemies'
Holstered weapon empathy.

Architects met peasants' wisdom;
Carved a better system

Greater frame and greater shame it's hard to fit the stars in.
As the martyrs hit the market I'm my chartered ship's departing.

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I'm a former morning starlit, not departed..
Or aurora borealis from the darkness..

I splice finite timelines like my mindseye's
View of it's future's in hindsight.
My life's eponymous; I'm mind and bodyless;
Christ's viral zombie's divine mitochondria.

Reverse the destiny since birth's as death to me.. terms essentially useless.
To serve as remedy infernal weaponry burnt Persephone's suitors.

I'mma bruise the superego; skew the human genome..
I'm assumed as mutant beast though grew from looped machine code.
I'm a proven virus user; my computer writes the future..
I renew but died to prove that life's a wound and time's the suture.
With tombs to serve as monuments and youth preserved as consequence..
To universal constants and the new emergent consciousness.

I'm a scrap paper map maker's centered view.
I'm the part timer archive attendant too.
I'll start again; to edifice from edifice
I'm architect as demolition specialist.

I annex imagery, plan it's planets' history- set to spawn
I'll span infinity's mystery, lacking symmetry evermore.

My dormant machines'll restore the debris..
now alive, powered by portions of me.
skies were torn at the seams; I'm an old source found,
and I'm bored of the dreams so I sculpt yours now.

If all that was left were my enzymes rotting,
I'm the force that assembles my fresh life from it.

Herald of entropy.. death to the energy,
I've built denser forevers from memory.

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My archived eras advance every day.
I'm half chimera; a half-empty space.
I'll span the great sand dunes and lakes.
I'll saturate vacuum and wait..

My void'll hatch paradise; I'm poised for that sacrifice..
I'm panacea pollinator's poison sac paradigm..
I'm a common venom vendor, I'm the phosphorescent essence too;
I'm bottlenecked forevertude and plots to sell the residue.

My ends are new beginnings and I'm set to move and the limits
I'm as edgeless room and centrefuge that's spinning..
My depths are proved implicit..
My ascent's immune to physics..
Listen to Iddikk*; this isn't a synth, it's
The symbiant spirits which live in the lyrics.
Sign the pact.. my pride began as lions smashed a viral lab..
Strike a match.. I rise from ash to light the lamps that guide the damned.
The lives of man are mine to plan as rivals clash and fight for scraps..
A psychopath; my final act's to siphon back the time elapsed.


[END]

*Iddikk is the name of the producer I'm working with.
copyright christopher osborne 2012

don't know what RickeyJoe was reading tbh, it was packed full of loads of different kinds of rhymes and schemes. the first 2 lines has 2 schemes working, for example.

anyway, without stating the obvious more than I need to I thought this was a dope piece. flow and vocab was on point throughout and there was some insane imagery created too.

I loved how you switched up now and then, eg:

a Soulless husk as old as dust.
My Goal's to love.. alas;
I Stole the sun to solder sons
and Sold them summer back.

My Fervant spite'll burn the sky
and Turn the ice To liquid..
The Earth'll die as sperm of mine
'll Fertilize abysses.

and I thought this was dopeness:

Each scene was finite, the beekeeper's hives died..
Like brief dreams and beech trees, like sea breeze and high tide.

I'm not gonna quote and go through everything I liked about this piece cuz it'd just take too long.

huge props though man, can't wait to hear the audio.

Thanks for the feedback RickeyJoe, I do appreciate the comment. Personally I'm quite confident about the meter though, it's crammed with rhymes and near-rhymes. Over 95% of the total syllables are active in the rhyme scheme (juggling internals, extended polysyllabic rhymes etc.)
I'm sure there are a lot of valid criticisms that could be made about these pieces, but honestly I don't think that a lack of rhymes is one of them.
It's written to be delivered in my English accent by the way, if that makes a difference to the sound of any of the near-rhymes.

Thanks a lot Venom, that's great to hear. The audio's taken ages to make, partly because I don't get to visit my producer often enough and also because we're working on about an hour's worth of tracks at the same time (These two Stillborn Unicorn pieces plus Retrograde Infinity Suite and Dystopia 2.0).

Rickyjoex... Lol... Please. Write a song for us. SBU, you killed that. I didn't even need a beat and I could use the emphasis on consonants and vowels to create one for myself. I read it this morning before school and didn't have time to post, I have to babysit soon so I won't get to analyze it as much as I'd wish, but I will definitely do that for the second part (which I have yet to read). But. This was some dope *** work man. Great lines, great meaning, the overall rhyme scheme was fantastic, I loved the way it pieced together. This is some real **** man, seriously, great job. Definitely gives me motivation to be more critical of my own work, I can hope to develop flow and rhymes like this soon. I have little spurts I find decent, but this is just phenomenal. Definitely don't really see too many things if any that I namely don't like about this piece. I'm definitely excited to come home and read up on the rest of your stuff. Good job!

Sick as always bro with your definite style and personality to it! Fav line is about not living in sin, ha. Keep up the good work man!

Thanks for the kind words, Logix and Quickill, I appreciate it.
I usually write to textural ambient music, industrial, solo cello, anything like that with no beat. That way it encourages me to write the rhythm into the lyrics instead of relying on the track. Checking them against a basic beat along the way helps though.

During the first piece I had bursts of writing decent stuff with periods of unproductive frustration inbetween them, I just picked my favorite lines that I'd written for the piece over a year and scrapped the rest. I wrote the second piece without so much frustration and over less time, I think I'm happier with it though overall.
Retrograde infinity suite took the longest of anything I've written, but I enjoyed writing it the most. and it's sequel. they're much longer and perhaps a bit weirder than these ones, though the theme's essentially realer and more important. I posted them on seperate thread.

Thanks Rickey. No worries.
Your lyrics are decent, some solid multis in the rhymescheme. I like it.
uh, you should probably post them to a thread of your own or an open cypher/battle thread instead of here though, if you want feedback on them.

Hey man just a suggestion maybe drop something on some modern politics or intertwine some personal story into a rap. Finished the rest of the tracks and the lyrics are great, way ahead of the curve with rhyme schemes as usual man. Best ones are the ones that tell a story, keep up the good writing, always nice to see intelligence and good rhyming going together!

Thanks Quick'. I can definitely appreciate political and personal story rap, I'm just not really inspired to write it. I think there's already a lot of tracks about that, I don't feel that I have much to say by way of a valuable addition to what others have done in those areas.

With political rap, I'm so impressed by Sole's rap as journalism stuff that if using that theme I'd have to make a conscious effort to steer clear of saying things he's said already. tracks like ''I think I'm Ben Bernanke', 'Donald Trump In A Gilded Age', 'Free Bradley Manning (leif kolt remix)', 'White Rage' (tea party diss), 'Living in the Endtimes',.. he's just too good. For example:
"nowadays Fox[news] is in charge of the henhouse" .. "it's 1984 vs 1848" .. "If I was manic I wouldn't want to know../ how much money glaxosmithkline would make if I were diagnosed." -Sole.

I might do some personal story stuff sometime, it's just not high on my agenda. I don't think I could do it well enough at the moment, plus weirder stuff feels more personal to me than more conventional political/story rap coz it's what I prefer.

just re-read this all again, still finding dope lines each time haha.

I'm the Formerly benevolent deity-
your Mausoleum's residents pray to me.
I.. Prey on gods and slay lost flocks
as Priests praise the denatured dream vapour.
so.. Sacrifice mystics.....
your Sattelite dishes'll channel my spirit.
I'm the misanthropic god.....
Mankinds lands die as I sit and watch things rot.

I reside in a moment that's over With my stolen ambrosia funding timewars.
Rusted cyborg.. out in the cold, Faustus's soul pumping ichor.