This arrangement of Blesséd Beyond Bedlam pays homage to Set Your Body Free by The Sorcerer.

Listen to Blesséd Beyond Bedlam by Richard Charles Stevens (Set Your Body Free Suite)

Never make me sane
Should this love be deemed as crazed
Never ever wake me from this dream
For I have no wish to escape
The very second daylight beckons
Spirit me away
And I shall draw the curtains
Pull the drapes
To permeate luxuriated scene
Permeate luxuriated scene

Spirit me away
And I shall draw the curtains
Pull the drapes
To permeate luxuriated scene

(Seen)
.
The sun doth rise adored whence drawn in shadowscapes
Fed not by the hand of fate but destinies that we create
Our needs be great
To kiss
To chase
Embrace the one fine day we make a daisy chain from pains that may remain in fraying veins ablaze

.

Freeing every trapped nerve of desire underlined
Seeking that which seemingly could never be acquired
Steeped in ultraviolet rays reflective of aspiring gaze
We creep like sprig of ivy through the haze of faded yesterdays
.

Never make me normal
If I may remain informal

Never ever wake me from this dream

.

Go gentle into each good night
Rage hard against the day
You have my word the dying light will guide our sighted way
Gleam of summer shalt subside the winters of thine disarray
Fallen springs indeed shalt bloom again

.
Over hill and hollow
Where the eyes scarce dare to follow
You will see me in the garden standing bold
You will hear the deity Psalm
Taste the grape of greeting palms
You will feel my shielding arms of calm around your beating heart

.

Nested where we’re best placed to forget the stress of desperate days
We left back with regrets at the neglected phase
You will scent my healing balm in charm of weeping scars adorned
Oh sweet child of blesséd fortune born
.

Thine fertile womb shalt birth and groom the perfume of improving lands
Waking to our sweet dream steeped in grand
.

Thine fertile womb shalt birth and groom the perfume of improving lands
Waking to our sweet dream steeped in grand
.

Never make me normal
If I may remain informal

Never ever wake me from this dream

.

Never make me sane
Should this love be deemed as crazed
Never ever wake me from this dream
For I have no wish to escape
The very second daylight beckons
Spirit me away
And I shall draw the curtains
Pull the drapes

.
Never make me normal
If I may remain informal
For the form that we display
Is our regenerative portal
Awful thoughts dissuaded
For we altered course and made it
To a place where all terrain is elevated
.

Never make me normal
If I may remain informal

Never ever wake me from this dream

.

Never make me normal
If I may remain informal

Never ever wake me from this dream

.

Nowise scorned by crown of thorns upon thine furrowed brow
Garments torn by varmints mourning grandeur of thine hallowed gown
Gone the frown so long unsound
Longing downed
Belonging now
On the up and up
Thine cup it overflows with song profound
.

Nowise scorned by crown of thorns upon thine furrowed brow
Garments torn by varmints mourning grandeur of thine hallowed gown
Gone the frown so long unsound
Longing downed
Belonging now
On the up and up
Thine cup it overflows with song profound
.

Over hill and hollow
Where the eyes scarce dare to follow
You will see me in the garden standing bold
You will hear the deity Psalm
Taste the grape of greeting palms
You will feel my shielding arms of calm around your beating heart

.

Go gentle into each good night
Rage hard against the day

.

Go gentle into each good night
Rage hard against the day

.

Go gentle into each good night
Rage hard against the day
You have my word the dying light will guide our sighted way
Gleam of summer shalt subside the winters of thine disarray
Fallen springs indeed shalt bloom again

.

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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The original version of Serpentine has been published in All of Me Vol. I, courtesy of Shadow Spark Publishing. This arrangement pays homage to Go by The Chemical Brothers. Closing art is by Guido Mocafico.

Listen to Serpentine by Richard Charles Stevens (Go Suite)

Come along and ride the serpent
Hold on tight this righteous servant
Nowise glides an idle circuit
Need not feel too tired to work it
First act right through final curtain
One long stretch of cursive sermon
Not a single verb uncertain
Hinting at deserved resurgence

.
Twisting
Turning
Burning embers
Turning tricks while shifting burdens
Sifting through the cursed mist
Shifting stick with pride and mighty purpose
Endless realms traversed as it swerves every curveball breathlessly
Been to hell and on return preferred to verse ascendency
Only one agenda to delight in sights of splendour
High on life and steeped in timeless pedigree

Thoroughly indebted to recovery while each disclosed discovery proposed to close the chapter on the bettered we
.
Come along and ride the serpent
Hold on tight this righteous servant
Nowise glides an idle circuit
Need not feel too tired to work it
First act right through final curtain
One long stretch of cursive sermon
Not a single verb uncertain
Hinting at deserved resurgence
Come along and ride atop the legendary serpent
Legendary serpent
.
Towering above the skies
Hourglass kindly biding time
Night and day impressing stride
Our industry is serpentine
Vision born of certain sight
Shadows sparking lights so bright
Each black to white
We duly bind
Tells tale anew through eyes divine
.
We cordially invite thee
To a masquerade
No masks parading
Crystalline reflections
Timely recollections
Lighted
Shaded
To both sun and moon a proven palace
Some place where both sides unite
To strike the truest balance

.

Come along and ride the serpent
Hold on tight this righteous servant

Nowise glides an idle circuit
Need not feel too tired to work it
First act right through final curtain
One long stretch of cursive sermon
Not a single verb uncertain
Hinting at deserved resurgence
Come along and ride atop the legendary serpent
Legendary serpent

.
Slender be the jeopardy
Of those opposed to death’s decree
And not a one thing beggarly
Of borrowed time extended leave

Never necessarily the end when voluntarily upended
For a more progressive energy
.
Walk the wild side
Better yet
Ride high above the wind
Burning angels turning learn to love our tattered wings
Ashen lashes scattering a pathway halfway there
Visitors feel free to pull up chairs
Death need not become the be all end all all between
Final breaths need not lament the form we ought achieve
Home is where the arts reside
Hearts on fire proceed
Melting icy spires of disbelief
Teaching us of dragon’s teeth
Unicorns in stunning form
Sunlight
Moonshine
Two times primed to gleam
.
Come along and ride the serpent
Hold on tight this righteous servant

Nowise glides an idle circuit
Need not feel too tired to work it
First act right through final curtain
One long stretch of cursive sermon
Not a single verb uncertain
Hinting at deserved resurgence
Come along and ride atop the legendary serpent
Legendary serpent
.

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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© Copyright: Rivers of Grue The Chemical Brothers Shadow Spark Publishing

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This arrangement of Get Inspired pays homage to Here We Go Again by Pete Cannon.

Listen to Get Inspired by Richard Charles Stevens (Go Again Suite)

Run to the sun become
Run to the sun become
Run to the sun become fluid
.
You can do it

Just need to push through it

You can do it

Just need to push through it

You can do it

Just need to push through it

Push through it

Push through it
(Do it)

.

Imagine a door

Now

Walk through it

Dream an ideal

Go pursue it

View it through eyes

Crystal clear as blue skies

Spare a thought

For the child

Who outgrew it

.

Do it

Or else you might rue it

Run to the sun

Become fluid

.

Do it

Or else you might rue it

Run to the sun

Become fluid

.

You can do it

Just need to push through it

Pay no heed to the voice in your head

Which suggests that you blew it

You can do it

Just need to be fluid

(Do it)

.

The blueprint is yours

And the tool kit secured

Talk the talk

Walk the walk

Maybe alter your course

Spare a thought for your dream

And default to its theme

Be the only one keen to pursue it

Hold firm on belief

You can do it

You can do it

You can do it

.

Hold firm on belief

You can do it

You can do it

You can do it

.

Learn to seep through the cracks

Take the industry back

Seek each pain

Paint it black

And punch through it

.

Learn to seep through the cracks

Take the industry back

Seek each pain

Paint it black

And punch through it

.

Sooner or later

You’ll be the free trader

Rewarded for enduring labour

Your potential is greater than that out of favour

And it’s in your nature to play the curator

Faith is one catch you should never release

Some way more than accessory piece

It may be cruelly shaken

Unduly mistaken

But truly it beams when securely awakened

.

Truly it beams when securely

Truly it beams when securely

Truly it beams when securely awakened

Truly it beams when securely awakened

.

Sooner or later

You’ll travel full circle

Unravel the truth

Life has been mere rehearsal

No reason to wait for the curtain to fall

When the encore is yours to compose

With determination

You will earn ovation

Providing you know how to close

Through each trial and error

You learned to box clever

Now sever the ties from the end of your tether

.

Sooner or later

With grace and endeavour

You’ll find the dignation to never to say never

.

Changes to weather are par for the course

When for better or worse

You endorse no fraught thought whatsoever

(Altogether)

(Tether)

.

Pull up a stool or go ride on a zephyr

The choice is your own

To go hard or go home

Better yet do them both and together

.

Learn to seep through the cracks

Take the industry back

Seek each pain

Paint it black

And punch through it

The future is yours

And the tool kit secured

Talk the talk

Walk the walk

Take the nautical course

Spare a tear for these seas

And default to the deep

Be forevermore seen to sail through it

Hold on firm to belief

You can do it

Hold on firm to belief

You can do it

.

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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© Copyright: Rivers of Grue Pete Cannon

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This arrangement of Sermon pays homage to Face My Fears by Hikaru Utada & Skrillex.

Listen to Sermon by Richard Charles Stevens (Face My Fears Suite)

Faced my fears

Faced my fears

.

Faced my fears

Faced my fears

.

On the path of the righteous

I lie down in green pastures

Reflect the still waters

Restoring my soul

Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death

I fear no evil

Irredeemable through valiant breath

I see no evil

Lethal to undying life I have left

I hear no evil

Less than heedful of the time I have spent

Have climbed the steeples of cathedrals to my right and my left

Felt far more peaceful in the middle ground whereby I was blessed

Far less upheaval as I found the sight the blight had undressed

Feel free now bleeding through the valley of the shadow of death

Feel free now bleeding through the valley of the shadow of death

Feel free now bleeding through the valley of the shadow of death

Feel free now bleeding through the valley of the shadow of death

.

On the path of the righteous

(On the path of the righteous)

I lie down in green pastures

(I lie down in green pastures)

Reflect the still waters

(Reflect the still waters)

Restoring my soul

(Restoring my soul)

On the path of the righteous

(On the path of the righteous)

I lie down in green pastures

(I lie down in green pastures)

Reflect the still waters

(Reflect the still waters)

Restoring my soul

(Restoring my soul)
.

Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death

I fear no evil

Unappeasable through silenced regret

I see no evil

Equal to the great desire I have left

I hear no evil

Deemed deceitful to the time I have spent

My eyes are deedful as they prize the line of sight to address

My blindness needful to remind me of the time that I leapt

To climb the steeples of cathedrals to my right and my left

And guide my people through the valley of the shadow of death

Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death

I fear no evil

See no evil

Hear no evil unless

I rise its equal

Prize the sequel

Plant the easel and sketch

My art primeval

Heart designed with flighted eagle on crest

.

The skies are regal and I’m high as I delight their caress

No less than heedful of elaborated time I have spent

Arise the steeples of cathedrals to my right and my left

Feel free now bleeding through the valley of the shadow of death

Feel free now bleeding through the valley of the shadow of death

Feel free now bleeding through the valley of the shadow of death

Feel free now bleeding through the valley of the shadow of death

Feel free now bleeding through the valley of the shadow of death

.

On the path of the righteous

(On the path of the righteous)

I lie down in green pastures

(I lie down in green pastures)

Reflect the still waters

(Reflect the still waters)

Restoring my soul

(Restoring my soul)

On the path of the righteous

(On the path of the righteous)

I lie down in green pastures

(I lie down in green pastures)

Reflect the still waters

(Reflect the still waters)

Restoring my soul

(Restoring my soul)

.

The skies are regal and I’m high as I delight their caress

No less than heedful of elaborated time I have spent

Arise the steeples of cathedrals to my right and my left

Feel free now bleeding through the valley of the shadow of death

My eyes are deedful as they prize the line of sight to address

My blindness needful to remind me of the time that I leapt

To climb the steeples of cathedrals to my right and my left

And guide my people through the valley of the shadow of death

.

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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© Copyright: Rivers of Grue Hikaru Utada Skrillex

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This arrangement of Hopscotch pays homage to Come With Me by The Badman Presents N.D.X.

Listen to Hopscotch by Richard Charles Stevens (Come With Me Suite)

Come to me
I yearn to taste the grapes of your desire
Come to me
I yearn to taste the grapes of your desire
.
Come to me
I yearn to taste the grapes of your desire
Turn and face the demon
Lean the way of ageless fire
Come to me
Embrace the flesh
The veinlets I bequeath
Better yet
Come nestle underneath
.
Come to me
.
This night has teeth
The air it bites
Incisors keen
To tear aside
The husk of dusk
And glare inside
To where the fairest heaven lies
With lust
It thrusts
Robust
It slides
Just enough
To tantalise
Thus the husk be sanctified
Every head rush amplified
While candid eyes romanticise
Discovery by candle light
.
Come to me
Beneath quicksilver moon
While candelabra flickers
Trace the outline of my face
Apace
To make my heart beat quicken
.
(Make my heart beat quicken)
Move your soul
(Make my heart beat quicken)
(Make my heart beat quicken)
(Make my heart beat quicken)
Take control
.
(Make my heart beat quicken)
(Make my heart beat quicken)
(Make my heart beat quicken)
Move your soul
(Make my heart beat quicken)
(Make my heart beat quicken)
(Make my heart beat quicken)
Take control
.

Come to me
Embrace the flesh
The veinlets I bequeath
Make arcane provision
In my keep
(Move your soul)
.
Come to me
Embrace the flesh
The veinlets I bequeath
Make arcane provision
In my keep
(Take control)
.
Here the river red runs deep
Every time the bled sun weeps
When fatigued legs become weak
Lending the caress some seek
Ceaseless are outrunning streams
Plumbing depths of stunning dreams
Thrumming wild eyed
Touching void
On the cusp
Discussing Freud
.
On the cusp
Discussing Freud
.
On the cusp
Discussing Freud
.
With just
It thrusts
Robust
It slides
Just enough
To blush my thighs
Pardon me
These lustful eyes
Alas
I simply must abide
.
Come to me
Do come inside
I yearn to taste the grapes of your desire
Turn and face the demon
Speak its name
And lean the way of ageless fire
Come to me
Embrace the flesh
The veinlets I bequeath
Grace the mystic river
Whilst we bleed
Come to me
Embrace the flesh
The veinlets I bequeath
Grace the mystic river
Whilst we bleed
.
Whilst candelabra flickers
Plant thine seed beneath mine grate
Meet me at the great gate
Feel no wasteful need to placate
Reach with keen
In the display case
Place both hands around my heart
Feel it beat
Each time you see the art
Come to me
To where the end is ready then to start
(Move your soul)
Come to me
To where the end is ready then to start
.
Take control
.
Come to me
.
Come to me
Do come inside
I yearn to taste the grapes of your desire
Turn and face the demon
Speak its name
And lean the way of ageless fire
Come to me
Embrace the flesh
The veinlets I bequeath
Grace the mystic river
Whilst we bleed
Come to me
Embrace the flesh
The veinlets I bequeath
Grace the mystic river
Whilst we bleed
.
Whilst candelabra flickers
Plant thine seed beneath mine grate
Meet me at the great gate
Feel no wasteful need to placate
Reach with keen
In the display case
Place both hands around my heart
Feel it beat
Each time you see the art
Come to me
To where the end is ready then to start
Come to me
To where the end is ready then to start
.
Come to me
Come to me
Come to me
.

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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© Copyright: Rivers of Grue The Badman Presents N.D.X. Shadow Spark Publishing

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This arrangement of Plain As Day pays homage to Give Yourself To Me by Intoxicate.

Listen to Plain As Day by Richard Charles Stevens (Care Giver Suite)

take me out of context
if you will
i don’t belong there
for what i care to share
has no great bearing on my mood
please don’t think me rude
as such is never my intention
nothing i create relates to tension and disquietude

.

don’t mean to intrude
there’s nothing here to misconstrue
for while views may well be my own
there’s little bitter to my tone
would not belittle those i know
releasing spittle as i flow
there is no brittle undertow
to what i riddle as i go

.

we need to feel
before we heal
and i’m the first to see revealed
the hurts we face and bitter pills we swallow
fed against our will
while any sorrow on the page
is gone tomorrow
by the way
thus i feel honoured to remain
the same way facing
plain as day

.

should i write something melancholic
doesn’t mean i’m seeking tonic
should i paint a waspish scene
then doesn’t need be vitriolic
should my verses be romantic
doesn’t make me set to frolic
just a man as open-handed as i’m honest

.

whatever the day’s theme
i am as calm as i’m serene
feel just as charmed to breathe the air of chance
as keen to lead a fair advance
my bleeding heart i prise apart to preconceive the seeds of art
guess that’s just the way this dreamer dreams

.

no aim to maim
no names to shame
no games to play
no blame to place
should swords be raised
then i’ll abstain
from making others pain my gain
with great compel to make the world a better place to be
seems like such a waste to me
to venture forth ungraciously
to form opinions hastily
accelerate decree
when i can elevate for free
esteem the celebratory

.

it seems inane to not be on the same side
brace the same tide
breach the breaking waves and brave the wild
in favour reconciled

.
remain beguiled by life
when hate is rife
place weight behind creative drive
to vaporise the vitriol
of vacant eyes residual
in bid to fall with grace
and same way rise
in bid to fall with grace
and same way rise

.

i am a gentle lion brave
with monumental wealth to say
and not a syllable divisible
conditional
disdained
no bad blood bubbles in my veins
for i’m untroubled in my gaze
a noble soul of oath unchanging
to remain the same way facing

.
reawakening to nature
plain as day

.

reawakening to nature
plain as day

.

same way facing
plain as day

same way facing
plain as day

same way facing
same way facing
same way facing
plain as day

.
plain as day
.

same way facing
same way facing
same way facing
plain as day

.

we need to feel
before we heal
and i’m the first to see revealed
the hurts we face and bitter pills we swallow
fed against our will
while any sorrow on the page
is gone tomorrow
by the way
thus i feel honoured to remain
the same way facing
plain as day

.

same way facing
plain as day

.

same way facing
same way facing
same way facing
plain as day

.

same way facing
same way facing
same way facing
plain as day

.

same way facing
same way facing
same way facing
plain as day

.

i am a gentle lion brave
with monumental wealth to say
and not a syllable divisible
conditional
disdained
no bad blood bubbles in my veins
for i’m untroubled in my gaze
a noble soul of oath unchanging
to remain the same way facing
.
remain the same way facing
.
remain the same way facing
.

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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© Copyright: Rivers of Grue Intoxicate Shadow Spark Publishing

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This arrangement of Sermon pays homage to and was inspired by Hymn (Menacing Mix) by Moby.

Listen to Sermon by Richard Charles Stevens (Hymn Suite)

Cascaded light
Parading thine salvation
Thus bravely knighted skies inclined almighty elevation

.

On the path of the righteous
I lie down in green pastures
Reflect the still waters
Restoring my soul
.

Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I fear no evil
Irredeemable through valiant breath
I see no evil
Lethal to undying life I have left
I hear no evil
Less than heedful of the time I have spent
.
Have climbed the steeples of cathedrals to my right and my left
Felt far more peaceful in the middle ground whereby I was blessed
Far less upheaval as I found the sight the blight had undressed
Feel free now bleeding through the valley of the shadow of death
.
On the path of the righteous
I lie down in green pastures
Reflect the still waters
Restoring my soul
.
Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I fear no evil
Unappeasable through silenced regret
I see no evil
Equal to the great desire I have left
I hear no evil
Deemed deceitful to the time I have spent
My eyes are deedful as they prize the line of sight to address
My blindness needful to remind me of the time that I leapt
To climb the steeples of cathedrals to my right and my left
And guide my people through the valley of the shadow of death
.

Cascaded light
Parading thine salvation
Thus bravely knighted skies inclined almighty elevation

.

Cascaded light
Parading thine salvation
Thus bravely knighted skies inclined almighty elevation

.
On the path of the righteous
I lie down in green pastures
Reflect the still waters
Restoring my soul
.
Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I fear no evil
See no evil
Hear no evil unless
I rise its equal
Prize the sequel
Plant the easel and sketch
My art primeval
Heart designed with flighted eagle on crest
.
The skies are regal and I’m high as I delight their caress
No less than heedful of elaborated time I have spent
Arise the steeples of cathedrals to my right and my left
Feel free now bleeding through the valley of the shadow of death
.
The skies are regal and I’m high as I delight their caress
No less than heedful of elaborated time I have spent
Arise the steeples of cathedrals to my right and my left
Feel free now bleeding through the valley of the shadow of death
My eyes are deedful as they prize the line of sight to address
My blindness needful to remind me of the time that I leapt
To climb the steeples of cathedrals to my right and my left
And guide my people through the valley of the shadow of death
.

Cascaded light
Parading thine salvation
Thus bravely knighted skies inclined almighty elevation

.

Cascaded light
Parading thine salvation
Thus bravely knighted skies inclined almighty elevation

.

Cascaded light
Parading thine salvation
Thus bravely knighted skies inclined almighty elevation

.

Cascaded light
Parading thine salvation
Thus bravely knighted skies inclined almighty elevation

.

On the path of the righteous
I lie down in green pastures
Reflect the still waters
Restoring my soul
.

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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© Copyright: Rivers of Grue Moby

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Beating the Machine is a verse I wrote in 2020 challenging the increasing trend of public shaming on social platforms. And a frank narrative as to how the tabloid media, in particular, are acting as attack force. In a sense, it is an open letter to mankind. Saying, quite simply, please be kind. This arrangement pays homage to Who’s the Cymbol? (No, What’s the Symbol?) by Raveology.

Listen to Beating The Machine by Richard Charles Stevens (Symbolic Suite)

Love is fluid

Hate is bile

Love runs through it

Hate defiles

.

Love is fluid

Hate is bile

Let’s run through it

Break disguise

.

Love is fluid

Hate is bile

Love runs through it

Hate defiles

.

Love is fluid

Hate is bile

Let’s run through it

Break disguise

.

Running diagnostics
There’s a ghost in the machine
Only we can stop this
Or else hosts
Will be relieved
Stealing our uniqueness
Keeping us at incompleteness
There’s a demon in the sequence
There’s a reason we recede

.

Do we not see

That we are feeding the machine

Hating others openly

Is needlessly obscene

Do we not appreciate the weakness of our schemes

We live to be facetious

It’s as heedless as it seems

.

Making crude assumption based on reams of skewed pretence

Screaming bloody murder when we muse the need to vent

Every hateful word is one much later we’ll repent

For thirty silver pieces are fictitious when they’re spent

.

All the while

The media are pulling all the strings

Growing ever seedier and clipping all our wings

They create the narrative

Each time the songbird sings

Anything to get us good and riled

.

They consider us too weak to seek a greater understanding

Meek and mild

Defiled by each decree they have a hand in

Sworn to oath to be the most esteemed earth-born companions

Not a one foreseen to be upstanding

.

The vision they attest is really no less than outlandish

For they brandish weapons some way from pristine

Lengths they will traverse to hurt are needlessly obscene

Indeed they’re every bit as heedless as they seem

.

Winning isn’t everything

Indeed it’s barely anything

When victory admits defeat to beaten victims perishing

.

Winning isn’t everything

Indeed it’s barely anything

When victory admits defeat to beaten victims perishing

.

Needling each seedling unto the point of bleed

Draining veins

Anointing joints with chloroform and bleach

Joining every dot

To further populate their reach

Blotting each horizon with disease

(Let’s run through it)

.

Love is fluid

Hate is bile

Love runs through it

Hate defiles

.

Love is fluid

Hate is bile

Let’s run through it

Break disguise

.

Love is fluid

Hate is bile

Love runs through it

Hate defiles

Love is fluid

Hate is bile

Let’s run through it

Break disguise

.

Love is fluid

Hate is bile

Love runs through it

Hate defiles

Love is fluid

Hate is bile

Let’s run through it

Break disguise

.

Love is fluid

Hate is bile

Love runs through it

Hate defiles

Love is fluid

Hate is bile

Let’s run through it

Break disguise

.

Love is fluid

Hate is bile

Love runs through it

Hate defiles

Love is fluid

Hate is bile

Let’s run through it

Break disguise

.

Corrupting the files
They deem surplus
Our purpose is merely a version
For further conversion
Deferred of uniqueness
They keep us in cages
Where self-flagellation
Equates congratulation
As we waste away to cater to their paper-thin perversions
Unaware the glare of debonair dictators
.

They think us too defeated

To entreat freedom of speech

Consider us too beaten

To seek secrets in their keep

Should we decode the sequence

Then we’re owed no exposition

As we’re given no permission to proceed

.

Do we not see judgement calls as cause to be concerned

Shoring up the stubborn walls with rubble from the urn

Burning bridges

Turning tricks to topple our opponents

Unaware where to declare the onus

.

Burning bridges

Turning tricks to topple our opponents

Unaware where to declare the onus

(Let’s run through it)

.

Do we not see

The open road we opt to clutter

Something’s melting in our mouths

It ain’t no knob of butter

Tutting under oath at the life choices of another

Is no way for our voices to recover

.

All the while

We puppeteers are pulling all the strings

Growing in enormity and broadening our wings

Should we create the narrative

Each time the songbird sings

Then we’re anything but beaten in the wild
(Let’s run through it)
.

Love is fluid

Hate is bile

Love runs through it

Hate defiles

.

Love is fluid

Hate is bile

Let’s run through it

Break disguise

.

Love is fluid

Hate is bile

Love runs through it

Hate defiles

Love is fluid

Hate is bile

Let’s run through it

Break disguise

.

Love is fluid

Hate is bile

Love runs through it

Hate defiles

Love is fluid

Hate is bile

Let’s run through it

Break disguise

.

Love is fluid

Hate is bile

Love runs through it

Hate defiles

Love is fluid

Hate is bile

Let’s run through it

Break disguise

.

Love is fluid

Hate is bile

Love runs through it

Hate defiles

Love is fluid

Hate is bile

Let’s run through it

Break disguise

.

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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Still Life has been published in All of Me Vol. V, courtesy of Shadow Spark Publishing. This arrangement pays homage to Unknown (Under’Core Rework) by Unknown. 

Listen to Still Life by Richard Charles Stevens (Unknown Suite)

still life keeps on moving
still life keeps on moving
still life keeps on moving all the same
.

still life keeps on moving
still life keeps on moving
still life keeps on moving all the same
.

still life keeps on moving
still life keeps on moving
still life keeps on moving all the same
.
still i see the beauty
see the beauty all about me
still i see an endless bounty
waiting to be claimed
held onto my flattered faith

my flattered faith devoutly
shattered every piece of me
that cracked within the frame
.
still i see the reason that enabled doubt to grow
still i feel the seasons pass
as fast as heartbeats slow
still i raise my mast
appraise the ocean like a crow
still i show devotion
to the parts of me outgrown
still i keep apace when there is no place safe to go
still i venture into
the unknown full grown
still i see the morning dew that glistens on the sill
still i give the dawn its due
permission to reveal

.
light and air i need to breathe
wisdom of the honey bees
without them
i would cease to be
the world would be deceased to me
.
light and air i need to breathe
wisdom of the honey bees
without them
i would cease to be
the world would be deceased to me
.

still i see the beauty
all the beauty all about me
still i see an endless bounty
waiting to be claimed
held onto my flattered faith

my flattered faith devoutly
shattered every piece of me
that cracked within the frame
.
still i see the beauty
see the beauty all about me
still life keeps on moving all the same
.

still i see the beauty
see the beauty all about me
still life keeps on moving all the same
.
still i see the piquancy of distant lights aglow
still i dream dreams sweepingly
in crystalline nouveau
still i am the keeper
of a host of souls in overflow
still i feel the steeping tide
in every single chromosome
.
still i feel like home
even when i’m all alone
that feeling grows
(still life keeps on moving all the same)
still i raise the cleanest mast
the heart in me bestows
still i thank the evening stars
for weaving path to lead me home
.
still this heart of mine beats with a sense of greater purpose
still i paint my face for every time i face the circus
still i love in ways
that others cannot say for certain
still delight sun rays
delight sun rays behind the curtain
even when i’m hurting
feel no burning need to show it
could be on my knees
and not a single soul need know it
still the distance gives me no good reason not to go it
still each seasons passes
and my cheeks can be seen glowing
.

still i see the morning dew that glistens on the sill
still i give the dawn its due
permission to reveal
light and air i need to breathe
wisdom of the honey bees
without them
i would cease to be
the world would be deceased to me

.
still life keeps on moving
still life keeps on moving
still life keeps on moving all the same
(still life keeps on moving)
.

still life keeps on moving
still life keeps on moving
still life keeps on moving all the same
(still life keeps on moving)
.

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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This arrangement of Anthem pays homage to Stylin’ by Internal Affairs.

Listen to Anthem by Richard Charles Stevens (Stylin’ Suite)

You are the anthem
You are the stars
You are the sum of resuscitated parts
You are more handsome
For every faded scar
Paid a king’s ransom
To decorate a Tsar
Yours are the hands on an elevated heart
Making grand plans
On accelerated path
.
Dancing in the flames
To enchant them as you pass
Chancing each vein
To supplant with native charm
Naked to the bones
Casting weighted robes aside
Sacred when enthroned
With the grace of ocean tide
Breaking token chains
To a broken state of mind
Open to the changes made
To paint you back to life
Owed to recreative days
Ahead of dead of night
Hopeful in the faith
Of an angel bathed in white
.

You are the anthem
You are the stars
(Star)

You are the anthem
You are the stars

You are the anthem
You are the stars

You are the anthem
(You are the stars)

.
You are the anthem
You are the stars
Yours the expanse of an elevated heart
Yours is the compassion
Fashioned avidly from psalm
Massively impassioned bleeding
Savage seas to calm
Emphatically lavish dreams
Elaborately darned
Painting operatic scene
Mortality apart
You are the anthem
Of celebrated star
Waiting on the serenade to start
(Star)
.

Dashing into flames
Every vein ablaze with chance
Fashioning carnations
Into meditative plants
True from seed
Through root
To shoot
In dedicated stance
Soon to be
Renewed
In bloom
Forever sacred heart
Nevermore belated
To perpetuated dance
Evermore elated
Each accentuated glance
You are the anthem
Of venerated star
Forevermore your serenade
Your serenade to charm
.

Forevermore your serenade to charm
(Forevermore your serenade)
Forevermore your serenade to charm
(Forevermore your serenade)

Forevermore your serenade
Forevermore your serenade
Forevermore your serenade
Your serenade to charm

.

You are the anthem
You are the stars
Yours the expanse of a decorated heart
Paid a king’s ransom
To commemorate a Tsar
Placed the bandstand
On an elevated path
Making grand plans
For regenerative scars
Yours is benefaction
Fashioned avidly from psalm
Emphatically lavish dreams
Elaborately darned
Painting operatic scene
With majesty of heart
.

Dashing into flames
Every vein ablaze with chance
Fashioning carnations
Into meditative plants
True from seed
Through root
To shoot
In dedicated stance
Soon to be
Renewed
In bloom
Forever sacred heart

.
Favoured reinvention
When staving off the blight
Unwavering attention
To remaining true to type
Laboured apprehension
As to claiming proven right
Favouring abstention
From resentment humanlike

.

You are the anthem
You are the stars
(Star)

You are the anthem
(You are the stars)

.
Nevermore distracted
From the glimpse of all things bright
Evermore adaptive
To the black pitch dead of night
Every fate exacted
Faced collapse within your light
Every shade held captive
Traded anguish for delight
.

You are the anthem
You are the stars

You are the anthem
(You are the stars)

.
You are the anthem
You are the stars
Yours the expanse of a decorated heart
Paid a king’s ransom
To commemorate a Tsar
Placed the bandstand
On an elevated path
Making grand plans
For regenerative scars
Yours is benefaction
Fashioned avidly from psalm

.
Dashing into flames
Every vein ablaze with chance
(Star)
Fashioning carnations
Into meditative plants
(Star)
True from seed
Through root
To shoot
In dedicated stance
(Star)
Soon to be
Renewed
In bloom
Forever sacred heart

.
Emphatically lavish dreams
Elaborately darned
Painting operatic scene
With majesty of heart
.

Emphatically lavish dreams
Elaborately darned
Painting operatic scene
With majesty of heart
.

Waving on the serenade

Waving on the serenade

Waving on the serenade to start

.

Waving on the serenade

Waving on the serenade

Waving on the serenade to start

.

Waving on the serenade

Waving on the serenade

Waving on the serenade to start

.

Waving on the serenade

Waving on the serenade

Waving on the serenade to start

(Star)

.

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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