Songs For Insects
Thought Industry Lyrics

I sing poems of rebellion. Lax russet lips lavish
I am a poet who speaks out against the norms of society. My words are effortless and smooth.

Scabrous empathy. Without rights I kowtow. A silly
I feel deeply for the struggles of others, but I am oppressed and feel powerless to fight back.

Carcass burrowing forward. This reads terms of vast
Despite feeling like a dead body, I continue to move forward. These lyrics describe a larger world full of turmoil and unrest.

Cosmos for Tianamen Square, or felt dampness in meat.
The world is vast, encompassing everything from political uprisings to personal, sensory experiences.

I crave iced pavement to clot my languid flesh. Without
I am tired and numb, seeking the cold hard ground to wake me up. I feel powerless and useless.

Rights I blunder. A bloated child lost in a flaccid smile.
Without basic human rights, I stumble around like a helpless child, trying to hide my true emotions behind a fake smile.

Mold and silk ripple the womb. Congested slams of
These lyrics describe a world full of decay and suffering. The imagery suggests birth and life, but it is distorted and painful.

Beijing. Suckle chunk water surviving rusty plumbing.
This line paints a picture of poverty and desperation, where even drinking water is a struggle.

Paint chips and fades the wormholed face of Mao
Even icons of the nation are crumbling and decaying, suggesting a loss of faith in the government and traditional values.

Zedong. Insects tremble at the coming of the Year of the
This line suggests that even nature is responding to the chaotic and oppressive state of the world, as the insects sense the coming of something ominous.

Cockroach.
Refers to the Year of the Cockroach mentioned in the previous line, but also has a sense of disgust and insignificance.

Visage with backwards eyes could be Sun-Yet-Sen. A
This line suggests that even revered figures of the past are distorted and unrecognizable, perhaps suggesting a loss of faith in traditional heroes and leaders.

Friend armed with nails to help me torch the flag.
I have a comrade who is willing to help me rebel against the government.

"Leader, your steps I adore. I'll fight along since you
A sarcastic and satirical statement, suggesting that those who blindly follow and obey the government are foolish and brainwashed.

Stand for me. I have surrendered to life's enchantment, a
I have given up and accepted the pain and struggles of life as simply the way things are.

Voluptuous passing dream."
Life is fleeting and beautiful, but ultimately temporary and fleeting.

"Carnage?, peeped the Fly. His wings glide with
The perspective shifts to that of a fly, who is drawn to the idea of violence and bloodshed.

Sweat. Lick her foot. Consume it slowly. Blood is what I
The fly is depicted as sadistic and macabre, indulging in violence and the consumption of blood and flesh.

Need. Raped her squirming cute face sobbing. I'm the
The violence continues, with the fly violating a helpless victim and asserting dominance.

Cockroach King. When is wrong all right? We'll banter in
The question of morality is raised, suggesting that violence and evil may not be so clear-cut.

The cupboards. Meditate. Use Zen under the plates.
The fly continues to indulge in violence and sadism, but also suggests a detached, zen-like perspective.

Father I am. I'm you, but I've found I'm you as lethe.
The perspective shifts again, suggesting a sense of unity with all beings, including the violent and evil.

Sable Saliva paints a plethora of Lindens with rugose
These lyrics paint a vivid, almost surreal picture of decay and destruction.

Branches and molted angst torsos.
The imagery is grotesque and unsettling, with limbs and bodies twisted and distorted.

"Don't cry my baby brother. A martyr I was made.
Someone is reassuring a younger brother, who is also perhaps a fellow rebel or outcast.

When the tanks just roll me over, remember where your
The martyrdom of this person is a source of inspiration and hope for the younger brother.

Loyalties remain.
The lyrics suggest that true loyalty lies not with the government or traditional values, but with those who fight against oppression and injustice.

Thighs held tense and wet deserve salacious care.
The lyrics take a sexual turn, with a focus on eroticism and physical pleasure.

Risque' like death I maim guests slowly. Love is all I
The sensuality is tinged with violence and sadism, suggesting a twisted and disturbed psychology.

Need. A fat bombast stripped leitmotif for the Cockroach
The sense of depravity and amorality reaches a climax, with love and violence becoming interchangeable.

King. A ruffian to trust? Like what kissing preludes. What
This line suggests that even trust and affection can be fraught with danger and uncertainty.

Rigmarole poets elude. Father I am. I'm you, but I've
The lyrics return to the idea of unity, suggesting that even the strange and obscure writings of poets have a deeper meaning and connection to our shared humanity.

Found I'm you; a swain.
The final line suggests that the artist has found a sense of identity and purpose, however twisted or illusory it may be.

The pariah's gone. Extirpated. Let's burn His house.
This line suggests a violent and pathological desire to root out anyone different or deviant from society.

Holy water drink it slowly. Where's the police tonight?
The lyrics suggest a fascination and preoccupation with violence and danger, including the possibility of getting caught or punished for misdeeds.

Stumbling down here. Here the police will die. City
The artist feels invincible and undetectable, as they plot and plan their next move.

Water vomits harshly. Love spinning round. Flailing.
The lyrics again explore the twisted and complex nature of love and desire, with a sense of chaos and confusion.

Bloody water washes hardly. Sauterne, parched I suck.
The violence and sensuality become grotesque and overwhelming, with a focus on blood and bodily fluids.

Blotter. Sweat and water tastes too salty now.
The singer is perhaps experiencing a sense of disillusionment or bitterness, as they realize the true cost of their actions.

Lepidoptera. One billion strong. Twenty miles wide
This line suggests a sense of awe and wonder at the natural world, but also a sense of insignificance and powerlessness.

To kill one man.
Despite the natural beauty and vastness of the world, the artist realizes that ultimately, death and destruction are still part of the cycle of life.

No time to use with morals to loose. To choose.
The lyrics suggest a sense of urgency and desperation, with morality and ethics taking a back seat to survival and rebellion.

Dabble dandy sulfur daisy eye. My eye. Debatable
The final lines are once again surreal and abstract, focusing on the senses and perception.

Flummery. Me free. Lilliputian ego. A rayon vest, a
The artist feels a sense of liberation and self-discovery, perhaps even as they indulge in dark and twisted impulses.

Smooth chest. No complications. No compendium.
Finally, the artist embraces simplicity and detachment, free from the constraints of society and morality.

Sangfroid. I disencumber with equilibrium. A drunkard.
The lyrics suggest a sense of balance and poise in the midst of chaos and violence, with the artist ultimately likening themselves to a drunken wanderer.

I am. I'm you, but I've found I'm you as dawn.
The final line again suggests a sense of unity and shared identity, with the singer perhaps realizing that they are not so different from others, despite their unconventional and subversive impulses.