Cunctus Cope Biography

“Every seedy upbringing contributed to this seedy night.”
Cries the Lord of this industrious shire
I walk past lowlifes and spot a mourning mother
Subtly weeping over her loss to the fire
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Out for a stroll on some solidified oil
The mogul mutters mantras against the dawn
Clutching his taut Taiwanese timepiece
A Rockerfellian Kubla Khan
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The Usurpers seize and ruin our dreams of the perfect stranger
Though we are not outside – we feel that we are in great danger
Outsiders cannot exist if we are not inside ourselves
We have never fit these molds – we only measured their shelves
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How is the insulation that comes with certainty?
Certainty that you’ll never be devoid of necessity
Necessity of resource and other triviality
Triviality to you is bad when grounded in reality
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Look around with vigor
As the asphalt’s exposed to the sky
Graveyard shift is in motion
But that business feeds another guy
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