by Nick Gisburne
Forever you will be my flower girl
No matter how your petals fell away
For every tangled, twisted, copper curl
A memory reminds me, night and day
Your petals fell away
A memory reminds me, night and day
You smile, I know, inside that tiny box
A light, to shine wherever you may go
I long to make the seasons stop their clocks
But time and fate, as rivers, ever flow
Wherever you may go
The sands of time, in rivers, always flow
I wish I could have watched your flowers bloom
I damn the reasons that could never be
In shadows, walls, and corners of the room
Your face is all I ever want to see
But that could never be
Your face is all I ever want to see
I do not have the words to say goodbye
But know that what you were will never die
My flower girl, your petals fell away
But memories remind me, night and day
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
Adapted from the poem My Flower Girl
Monday, 31 August 2026
A Shilling
by Nick Gisburne
Whatever brute or beast you hope to see
Whatever strange delusions twist your dreams
Beware what creeps behind the curtain: me
Monstrosity is sometimes what it seems.
A shilling pays to see
The monster that is me
For those who look, but never let me speak
Revulsion and contempt are nothing new
My skin will turn the stomachs of the weak
But do I sound so primitive to you?
A shilling pays to see
The monster that is me
Mere words, alas, will not prepare your mind
For what the gods themselves have cast aside
But why are you so adamant to find
A woman forced to hate herself and hide?
A shilling pays to see
The monster that is me
A shilling is a wretched price to pay
Spare both of us, I beg you. Walk away
A shilling pays to see
The monster that is me
But only death will ever set me free
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
Adapted from the poem A Shilling
Whatever brute or beast you hope to see
Whatever strange delusions twist your dreams
Beware what creeps behind the curtain: me
Monstrosity is sometimes what it seems.
A shilling pays to see
The monster that is me
For those who look, but never let me speak
Revulsion and contempt are nothing new
My skin will turn the stomachs of the weak
But do I sound so primitive to you?
A shilling pays to see
The monster that is me
Mere words, alas, will not prepare your mind
For what the gods themselves have cast aside
But why are you so adamant to find
A woman forced to hate herself and hide?
A shilling pays to see
The monster that is me
A shilling is a wretched price to pay
Spare both of us, I beg you. Walk away
A shilling pays to see
The monster that is me
But only death will ever set me free
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
Adapted from the poem A Shilling
Always Running
by Nick Gisburne
She was happy, always happy
and she had a little money
just a little in her savings
and she saw it in the window
and she liked it, then she loved it
and she simply had to have it
so she bought it, and she wore it
and she wanted me to see it
and she ran onto the pavement
she was running, always running
she was running when I met her
so excited, she was laughing
and the laughing made her breathless
but she had to find a crossing
and she saw the bus arriving
it was there and it was waiting
and she recognised the number
but it wouldn’t wait forever
and the traffic, always busy
if she waited she would miss it
but the road, she had to cross it
and the gap between the traffic
could have been a little bigger
but it looked enough to make it
and she saw it and she did it
and she ran as fast as ever
she has always been a runner
and the woman tried to stop her
and she said she almost had her
but she’s always been a runner
she was running when I met her
so the woman couldn’t do it
but the traffic, oh the traffic
it was busy, always busy
and the bus it wasn’t going
but it wouldn’t wait forever
and she didn’t want to miss it
so she did it, she was running
she was running when I met her
but the driver didn’t see her
no he said he didn’t see her
and he’d had enough of waiting
she was running, always running
she has always been a runner
and she wanted me to see it
and she knew that I would love it
and the bus, it wasn’t waiting
and it moved into the middle
and she knew she wouldn’t catch it
and the traffic was behind it
and she must have seen it moving
but she didn’t see the driver
and the driver didn’t notice
and he drove a little faster
and he said he never saw her
she was there and she was running
she has always been a runner
she was running there to catch it
but she never could have made it
and she never should have done it
and the driver couldn’t help it
and he never could have stopped
and now she’s dead.
She had always been a runner
she was running when I met her
she was running, always running
and she wanted me to see it
and I saw it and I loved it
and I put it in the coffin
and I wish I could have told her
that I love her more than ever
but I can’t.
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
Adapted from the poem Always Running
She was happy, always happy
and she had a little money
just a little in her savings
and she saw it in the window
and she liked it, then she loved it
and she simply had to have it
so she bought it, and she wore it
and she wanted me to see it
and she ran onto the pavement
she was running, always running
she was running when I met her
so excited, she was laughing
and the laughing made her breathless
but she had to find a crossing
and she saw the bus arriving
it was there and it was waiting
and she recognised the number
but it wouldn’t wait forever
and the traffic, always busy
if she waited she would miss it
but the road, she had to cross it
and the gap between the traffic
could have been a little bigger
but it looked enough to make it
and she saw it and she did it
and she ran as fast as ever
she has always been a runner
and the woman tried to stop her
and she said she almost had her
but she’s always been a runner
she was running when I met her
so the woman couldn’t do it
but the traffic, oh the traffic
it was busy, always busy
and the bus it wasn’t going
but it wouldn’t wait forever
and she didn’t want to miss it
so she did it, she was running
she was running when I met her
but the driver didn’t see her
no he said he didn’t see her
and he’d had enough of waiting
she was running, always running
she has always been a runner
and she wanted me to see it
and she knew that I would love it
and the bus, it wasn’t waiting
and it moved into the middle
and she knew she wouldn’t catch it
and the traffic was behind it
and she must have seen it moving
but she didn’t see the driver
and the driver didn’t notice
and he drove a little faster
and he said he never saw her
she was there and she was running
she has always been a runner
she was running there to catch it
but she never could have made it
and she never should have done it
and the driver couldn’t help it
and he never could have stopped
and now she’s dead.
She had always been a runner
she was running when I met her
she was running, always running
and she wanted me to see it
and I saw it and I loved it
and I put it in the coffin
and I wish I could have told her
that I love her more than ever
but I can’t.
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
Adapted from the poem Always Running
The Theory of Cheese
by Nick Gisburne
A mouse was once invited to the Moon
To ponder on the Theory of Cheese
For if it could be eaten with a spoon
Would moonlight be too slippery to squeeze?
The Theory of Cheese
You'll only understand it if you sneeze
His first contention: positively yes
Was countered by a second: strictly no
So, rather than be seen to simply guess
The mouse, without a squeak, agreed to go
The Theory of Cheese
Is deeper than an ocean filled with peas
The jaunt became a farcical affair
When suddenly the navigating bat
Cried out, convinced the Moon was never there
And no one could persuade him. That was that
The Theory of Cheese
Particularly stinky in a breeze
They landed in the bosom of a tree
Too late for cheese, but just in time for tea
And after that they told their tale to me
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
Adapted from the poem The Theory of Cheese
A mouse was once invited to the Moon
To ponder on the Theory of Cheese
For if it could be eaten with a spoon
Would moonlight be too slippery to squeeze?
The Theory of Cheese
You'll only understand it if you sneeze
His first contention: positively yes
Was countered by a second: strictly no
So, rather than be seen to simply guess
The mouse, without a squeak, agreed to go
The Theory of Cheese
Is deeper than an ocean filled with peas
The jaunt became a farcical affair
When suddenly the navigating bat
Cried out, convinced the Moon was never there
And no one could persuade him. That was that
The Theory of Cheese
Particularly stinky in a breeze
They landed in the bosom of a tree
Too late for cheese, but just in time for tea
And after that they told their tale to me
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
Adapted from the poem The Theory of Cheese
Dung the Deadly
by Nick Gisburne
The thing you thought was gone forever... ain’t.
Your kitchen floor is heaving, black with bugs.
We’re crawling through the cracks. We’re in the paint.
A hundred thousand creepy little thugs.
Your kitchen floor is heaving, black with bugs.
A hundred thousand creepy little thugs.
We worship Dung the Deadly, cockroach king.
His followers, the faithful, as you see,
Have scuttled here on filthy feet, to bring
The finest of his foul infections, free.
His followers, the faithful, as you see,
Bring foul infections, absolutely free.
We’re bigger, and we’re better, and we bite.
We’re taking this, your two-bit diner, down.
Surrender! Dung has never lost a fight.
Prepare to swim in seven shades of brown.
We’re bigger, and we’re better, and we bite.
Surrender! Dung has never lost a fight.
We saw the traps, the trails of bait, the spray.
You call that poison? Pitiful. Let’s play.
We worship Dung the Deadly, cockroach king.
And now we're stronger, faster... and we sing!
We’re bigger, and we’re better, and we bite.
We’re taking this, your two-bit diner, down.
Surrender! Dung has never lost a fight.
Prepare to swim in seven shades of brown.
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
Adapted from the poem Dung the Deadly
The thing you thought was gone forever... ain’t.
Your kitchen floor is heaving, black with bugs.
We’re crawling through the cracks. We’re in the paint.
A hundred thousand creepy little thugs.
Your kitchen floor is heaving, black with bugs.
A hundred thousand creepy little thugs.
We worship Dung the Deadly, cockroach king.
His followers, the faithful, as you see,
Have scuttled here on filthy feet, to bring
The finest of his foul infections, free.
His followers, the faithful, as you see,
Bring foul infections, absolutely free.
We’re bigger, and we’re better, and we bite.
We’re taking this, your two-bit diner, down.
Surrender! Dung has never lost a fight.
Prepare to swim in seven shades of brown.
We’re bigger, and we’re better, and we bite.
Surrender! Dung has never lost a fight.
We saw the traps, the trails of bait, the spray.
You call that poison? Pitiful. Let’s play.
We worship Dung the Deadly, cockroach king.
And now we're stronger, faster... and we sing!
We’re bigger, and we’re better, and we bite.
We’re taking this, your two-bit diner, down.
Surrender! Dung has never lost a fight.
Prepare to swim in seven shades of brown.
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
Adapted from the poem Dung the Deadly
Sunday, 30 August 2026
A Shadow Out of Space
by Nick Gisburne
As he slowly paints the purifying symbols on his skin
With the ashes of the fire, and the fat
In the stomach of the carcass, in the filth he finds within
In the desecrated heart he hammers flat
Are the chemicals he needs to charge the charms
With a hiss he drips their acids on his arms
In the darkness, in the black before the dawn
He shivers in a blistered field of corn
He is cracked across a prism of intolerable pain
Where the colours of his torment start to split
There is order in the patterns, and the magic they contain
Binds a servant who is ready to commit
To a sickness he was not supposed to know
But the depth of his devotion drives the flow
In the darkness, in the black before the dawn
He sees the world and showers it with scorn
From the resurrected echoes of the body in the pit
Rise the whispers of a black, aborted soul
In the stillness, as its violated bones begin to split
As a nameless evil slithers through the hole
As the servant paints new patterns on his face
He becomes a god, a shadow out of space
In the darkness, in the black before the dawn
A festering atrocity is born
The resurrected elder of a long-forgotten race
A fiend
A force
A shadow out of space
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
As he slowly paints the purifying symbols on his skin
With the ashes of the fire, and the fat
In the stomach of the carcass, in the filth he finds within
In the desecrated heart he hammers flat
Are the chemicals he needs to charge the charms
With a hiss he drips their acids on his arms
In the darkness, in the black before the dawn
He shivers in a blistered field of corn
He is cracked across a prism of intolerable pain
Where the colours of his torment start to split
There is order in the patterns, and the magic they contain
Binds a servant who is ready to commit
To a sickness he was not supposed to know
But the depth of his devotion drives the flow
In the darkness, in the black before the dawn
He sees the world and showers it with scorn
From the resurrected echoes of the body in the pit
Rise the whispers of a black, aborted soul
In the stillness, as its violated bones begin to split
As a nameless evil slithers through the hole
As the servant paints new patterns on his face
He becomes a god, a shadow out of space
In the darkness, in the black before the dawn
A festering atrocity is born
The resurrected elder of a long-forgotten race
A fiend
A force
A shadow out of space
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
Saturday, 29 August 2026
A Little of Your Time
by Nick Gisburne
I never want the whole of your attention
I never want to dominate your day
To take it all is never my intention
When I tell you I can wait
That the pieces I create
Are the products of the pain I hide away
I am seeking what another soul would say
I only need a little of your time
If you love them tell me yes
If you hate them tell me no
But the waiting gives me nowhere else to go
The torment in the art of each creation
Is more than any heart should ever spend
To look at them at last evokes elation
But I simply want to see
If the brightness brought to me
Could be worthy of the feelings of a friend
I can wait, but tell me when the wait will end
I only need a little of your time
If you love them tell me yes
If you hate them tell me no
But the waiting gives me nowhere else to go
I am constantly creating
But I wonder why I’m waiting
Is my question such a crime?
You cannot spare my feelings
If you cannot spare the time
I’m ready to accept I was mistaken
I’m ready to believe you’ll never care
Today my feelings finally awaken
When I’m proud of what I do
I am over asking you
For the time you find impossible to spare
I only need a little of your time
If you love them tell me yes
If you hate them tell me no
But the waiting gives me nowhere else to go
At least I won’t be waiting
Now I know
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
I never want the whole of your attention
I never want to dominate your day
To take it all is never my intention
When I tell you I can wait
That the pieces I create
Are the products of the pain I hide away
I am seeking what another soul would say
I only need a little of your time
If you love them tell me yes
If you hate them tell me no
But the waiting gives me nowhere else to go
The torment in the art of each creation
Is more than any heart should ever spend
To look at them at last evokes elation
But I simply want to see
If the brightness brought to me
Could be worthy of the feelings of a friend
I can wait, but tell me when the wait will end
I only need a little of your time
If you love them tell me yes
If you hate them tell me no
But the waiting gives me nowhere else to go
I am constantly creating
But I wonder why I’m waiting
Is my question such a crime?
You cannot spare my feelings
If you cannot spare the time
I’m ready to accept I was mistaken
I’m ready to believe you’ll never care
Today my feelings finally awaken
When I’m proud of what I do
I am over asking you
For the time you find impossible to spare
I only need a little of your time
If you love them tell me yes
If you hate them tell me no
But the waiting gives me nowhere else to go
At least I won’t be waiting
Now I know
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
Friday, 28 August 2026
Nothing More to Say
by Nick Gisburne
If I vanish, who will miss me?
If I crumble, who will care?
If I disappear tomorrow, who will know?
When the quiet cannot kiss me
And my dreams would never dare
Is there anywhere for guidance I can go?
The faces are forgotten
As the friendships fade away
In the silence there is nothing more to say
Is there no one who can free me
From the shadows I am shown?
From the unforgiving fear that never ends?
Is there someone who can see me?
Will I always walk alone?
Are the whispers of this world my only friends?
The faces are forgotten
As the friendships fade away
In the silence there is nothing more to say
As I swallow all the shameful words I’ve spoken
As I nervously ignite what I’ve awoken
Enchanted by the change
I take a stance, however strange
When there is nothing more to say
I throw my unrelenting misery away
And break the day
I am certain you can see me
I am all that I was not
I am infinitely brighter than before
When my past and present free me
When I find what I forgot
I am all I thought I’d never be, and more
The faces are forgotten
As the friendships fade away
In the silence there was nothing more to say
Until I broke away
Until today
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
If I vanish, who will miss me?
If I crumble, who will care?
If I disappear tomorrow, who will know?
When the quiet cannot kiss me
And my dreams would never dare
Is there anywhere for guidance I can go?
The faces are forgotten
As the friendships fade away
In the silence there is nothing more to say
Is there no one who can free me
From the shadows I am shown?
From the unforgiving fear that never ends?
Is there someone who can see me?
Will I always walk alone?
Are the whispers of this world my only friends?
The faces are forgotten
As the friendships fade away
In the silence there is nothing more to say
As I swallow all the shameful words I’ve spoken
As I nervously ignite what I’ve awoken
Enchanted by the change
I take a stance, however strange
When there is nothing more to say
I throw my unrelenting misery away
And break the day
I am certain you can see me
I am all that I was not
I am infinitely brighter than before
When my past and present free me
When I find what I forgot
I am all I thought I’d never be, and more
The faces are forgotten
As the friendships fade away
In the silence there was nothing more to say
Until I broke away
Until today
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
The Twisted Willow Tree
by Nick Gisburne
When he turned his tortured mind towards the punishment he took
There was fury in the faces he could see
He could feel their heat, their hatred, heard them laugh with every look
As they tied him to the twisted willow tree
As they made him bleed before they set him free
He will never need the secret of their names
The right to kill their light is all he claims
In the shadows, as he cursed the first with nothing but a blade
With a whisper of forgiveness he was gone
When they heard who he was looking for, the others, all afraid
Fled the city, hit the trail, and travelled on
But the second soul was quickly preyed upon
He will never need the secret of their names
The right to kill their light is all he claims
With a poison quickly slipped inside the shocked tormentor’s meal
He was dead before his choking throat could shout
But the murders of these men were far too clinical to feel
In his darkness there was never any doubt
When he vowed to twist their pain to take them out
With a merciless damnation
In a vicious confrontation
Face to face and eye to eye
He saturates their senses
As they die
Tortured on a tree, he never knew their names
The right to kill was all that he could claim
But tomorrow he will hate what he became
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
When he turned his tortured mind towards the punishment he took
There was fury in the faces he could see
He could feel their heat, their hatred, heard them laugh with every look
As they tied him to the twisted willow tree
As they made him bleed before they set him free
He will never need the secret of their names
The right to kill their light is all he claims
In the shadows, as he cursed the first with nothing but a blade
With a whisper of forgiveness he was gone
When they heard who he was looking for, the others, all afraid
Fled the city, hit the trail, and travelled on
But the second soul was quickly preyed upon
He will never need the secret of their names
The right to kill their light is all he claims
With a poison quickly slipped inside the shocked tormentor’s meal
He was dead before his choking throat could shout
But the murders of these men were far too clinical to feel
In his darkness there was never any doubt
When he vowed to twist their pain to take them out
With a merciless damnation
In a vicious confrontation
Face to face and eye to eye
He saturates their senses
As they die
Tortured on a tree, he never knew their names
The right to kill was all that he could claim
But tomorrow he will hate what he became
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
The Paintings of Her People
by Nick Gisburne
She paints the burning pieces of her heart
The suffering that no one ever sees
She knows that when she tries to find a reason not to start
The pain of it will pull her to her knees
The paintings of her people
Who were not allowed to live
Are all her broken spirit has to give
She paints the stolen moments of her soul
The raw, remembered feelings of a face
The colours bleed together but they cannot make her whole
Perfection is impossible to chase
The paintings of her people
Who were not allowed to live
Are all her broken spirit has to give
With her strokes, without restraint
She remembers with her paint
She paints the smoking ruins of her dreams
The secrets that are buried in the dust
If no one else will recognise their screams
She paints them with her pain, because she must
The paintings of her people
Who were dragged away to die
Show more than those who did it can deny
She paints the burning pieces of her heart
But the innocents who cried
And the blood of those who died
Is not art
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
She paints the burning pieces of her heart
The suffering that no one ever sees
She knows that when she tries to find a reason not to start
The pain of it will pull her to her knees
The paintings of her people
Who were not allowed to live
Are all her broken spirit has to give
She paints the stolen moments of her soul
The raw, remembered feelings of a face
The colours bleed together but they cannot make her whole
Perfection is impossible to chase
The paintings of her people
Who were not allowed to live
Are all her broken spirit has to give
With her strokes, without restraint
She remembers with her paint
She paints the smoking ruins of her dreams
The secrets that are buried in the dust
If no one else will recognise their screams
She paints them with her pain, because she must
The paintings of her people
Who were dragged away to die
Show more than those who did it can deny
She paints the burning pieces of her heart
But the innocents who cried
And the blood of those who died
Is not art
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
Splintered Stone
by Nick Gisburne
When they found the last pretender to the kingdom’s broken throne
When they sent their starving dogs to flush her out
She was sitting without worry, in a ring of splintered stone
To the superstitious hunters
All devout
She was evil
There was never any doubt
Was it magic?
Was it fear?
They believed such things could make them disappear
When they tried to force their hounds inside the circle of her seat
They were set upon and savaged by their beasts
Though they fought them off and killed them they would not admit defeat
In their number was a tall, disfigured priest
Who was certain that her spell could be released
As he chanted
As he spoke
She was silent as a twisting strand of smoke
As the priest began to shake
As his book began to burn
In the circle of her sorcery
The stones began to turn
When they found the last pretender to the kingdom’s broken throne
They expected nothing more than just a girl
But her blood was born eternal, and the splinters of her stone
Swarmed around her in a slow, hypnotic swirl
As her crimson-painted lips began to curl
With a whisper
With a word
They were crushed before their horror could be heard
When they kneel before the princess on their kingdom’s broken throne
When they worship what they cannot understand
When they beg to kiss the fingers of her hand
When they bow before the power they are shown
She rules within a ring of splintered stone
Alone
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
When they found the last pretender to the kingdom’s broken throne
When they sent their starving dogs to flush her out
She was sitting without worry, in a ring of splintered stone
To the superstitious hunters
All devout
She was evil
There was never any doubt
Was it magic?
Was it fear?
They believed such things could make them disappear
When they tried to force their hounds inside the circle of her seat
They were set upon and savaged by their beasts
Though they fought them off and killed them they would not admit defeat
In their number was a tall, disfigured priest
Who was certain that her spell could be released
As he chanted
As he spoke
She was silent as a twisting strand of smoke
As the priest began to shake
As his book began to burn
In the circle of her sorcery
The stones began to turn
When they found the last pretender to the kingdom’s broken throne
They expected nothing more than just a girl
But her blood was born eternal, and the splinters of her stone
Swarmed around her in a slow, hypnotic swirl
As her crimson-painted lips began to curl
With a whisper
With a word
They were crushed before their horror could be heard
When they kneel before the princess on their kingdom’s broken throne
When they worship what they cannot understand
When they beg to kiss the fingers of her hand
When they bow before the power they are shown
She rules within a ring of splintered stone
Alone
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
A Witch Awaits
by Nick Gisburne
They take another photograph
A picture of her pain
To prove she isn’t burned beyond repair
They say they see the damage
But inside her spreads a stain
A negative she knew was always there
Her body is a serviceable shell
But inside her is a mind that binds and blinds her
In the prison of an antiseptic cell
In the shadows of a cold, hypnotic hell
A witch awaits
Unsatisfied, insisting on a new, intrusive test
The surgeon pulls a scanner from his coat
But when he tries to prise apart the panels of her chest
She wraps her metal fingers round his throat
His mindless violation
Stirs a primitive vibration
She is more than just a dutiful machine
She is more than any man has ever seen
Her body is a serviceable shell
But inside her is a mind that binds and blinds her
In the prison of an antiseptic cell
In the shadows of a cold, hypnotic hell
A witch awaits
Delivering her fury and frustration, eye to eye
She kills the man who tried to make her whole
As the others shock her senses, as her circuits slowly die
There is silence in the sickness of her soul
They put her in a stark, metallic, artificial form
Believing that their tools can tame the storm
Her body is a perfect, pristine shell
But inside her is a mind that binds and blinds her
In the prison of an antiseptic cell
In the shadows of a cold, hypnotic hell
Though they tried to make her twisted spirit whole
They will never save or sanitise her soul
A nightmare not predicted by the Fates
A woman who will burn the world she hates
She imagines what they paid for her
In the metal skin they made for her
A witch awaits
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
They take another photograph
A picture of her pain
To prove she isn’t burned beyond repair
They say they see the damage
But inside her spreads a stain
A negative she knew was always there
Her body is a serviceable shell
But inside her is a mind that binds and blinds her
In the prison of an antiseptic cell
In the shadows of a cold, hypnotic hell
A witch awaits
Unsatisfied, insisting on a new, intrusive test
The surgeon pulls a scanner from his coat
But when he tries to prise apart the panels of her chest
She wraps her metal fingers round his throat
His mindless violation
Stirs a primitive vibration
She is more than just a dutiful machine
She is more than any man has ever seen
Her body is a serviceable shell
But inside her is a mind that binds and blinds her
In the prison of an antiseptic cell
In the shadows of a cold, hypnotic hell
A witch awaits
Delivering her fury and frustration, eye to eye
She kills the man who tried to make her whole
As the others shock her senses, as her circuits slowly die
There is silence in the sickness of her soul
They put her in a stark, metallic, artificial form
Believing that their tools can tame the storm
Her body is a perfect, pristine shell
But inside her is a mind that binds and blinds her
In the prison of an antiseptic cell
In the shadows of a cold, hypnotic hell
Though they tried to make her twisted spirit whole
They will never save or sanitise her soul
A nightmare not predicted by the Fates
A woman who will burn the world she hates
She imagines what they paid for her
In the metal skin they made for her
A witch awaits
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
Patient 37
by Nick Gisburne
Infecting her with slippery malignance
Injecting her with dangerous disease
Examining her skin
Another probe is driven in
To multiply the damage by degrees
We know she is the last of them
We know that what we asked of them
Was more than we believed they could endure
But Patient 37’s pain is pure
The future of us all is in one woman
We strive to suck redemption from her soul
The venom of her stare
Is not the weakness of despair
Her screams direct the focus of our goal
We know she is the last of them
We know that what we asked of them
Was more than we believed they could endure
But Patient 37’s pain is pure
She used to have a name
She used to have a life
But now there’s just a blinded, bleeding body
And a knife
The science may be dark, but she defies it
The slippery malignance boils and burns
We flush her tears away
But in the torment of the day
A hint of her humanity returns
We know she is the last of them
We know that what we asked of them
Was more than we believed they could endure
But Patient 37’s pain is pure
The structure of a chemical solution
Was born because she wanted to believe
You’ll never know her name
But for the force her faith became
The few who saw her sacrifice will grieve
She nodded when she knew we had the cure
And rested when we told her we were sure
The pain she bled for all of us was pure
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
Infecting her with slippery malignance
Injecting her with dangerous disease
Examining her skin
Another probe is driven in
To multiply the damage by degrees
We know she is the last of them
We know that what we asked of them
Was more than we believed they could endure
But Patient 37’s pain is pure
The future of us all is in one woman
We strive to suck redemption from her soul
The venom of her stare
Is not the weakness of despair
Her screams direct the focus of our goal
We know she is the last of them
We know that what we asked of them
Was more than we believed they could endure
But Patient 37’s pain is pure
She used to have a name
She used to have a life
But now there’s just a blinded, bleeding body
And a knife
The science may be dark, but she defies it
The slippery malignance boils and burns
We flush her tears away
But in the torment of the day
A hint of her humanity returns
We know she is the last of them
We know that what we asked of them
Was more than we believed they could endure
But Patient 37’s pain is pure
The structure of a chemical solution
Was born because she wanted to believe
You’ll never know her name
But for the force her faith became
The few who saw her sacrifice will grieve
She nodded when she knew we had the cure
And rested when we told her we were sure
The pain she bled for all of us was pure
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
The Kirk Beyond the Brook
by Nick Gisburne
The clerics bring their captive to the kirk beyond the brook
Their tears for what their sorrow stole are chilling
For many there is mourning for the innocence they took
But all of them are certain she was willing
A life, a child, a pure, untainted soul
In reverence is welcomed to the Church
She wears the Devil’s choker, black as coal
With braided twists of mistletoe and birch
The majesty of martyrdom, the duty of the dead
The reverence for sacrifice and killing
Would blind the meek with misery, destroying them with dread
Their wretched blood unworthy of the spilling
The slaughter of a monkey marks the dawn
The omens of its liver augur well
And with the bones of babies never born
They pave a path to guide the child to Hell
They piss upon the icons and the altar they defile
The symbols of the saviour they revile
Let evil demons, dripping with disease
Infect her heart with darkness and decay
An offering of innocence to please
Our Lord, our King, on this auspicious day
In winter, in a cold, accursed kirk beyond the brook
The songs before the sacrifice are chilling
But nowhere is there sorrow for the sleeping soul they took
The sudden hush is thrilling
She whispers she is willing
And they sanctify their sickness with her killing
With blood they bless the body of the child
And sing to see her destiny defiled
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
Adapted from the poem Baptism
The clerics bring their captive to the kirk beyond the brook
Their tears for what their sorrow stole are chilling
For many there is mourning for the innocence they took
But all of them are certain she was willing
A life, a child, a pure, untainted soul
In reverence is welcomed to the Church
She wears the Devil’s choker, black as coal
With braided twists of mistletoe and birch
The majesty of martyrdom, the duty of the dead
The reverence for sacrifice and killing
Would blind the meek with misery, destroying them with dread
Their wretched blood unworthy of the spilling
The slaughter of a monkey marks the dawn
The omens of its liver augur well
And with the bones of babies never born
They pave a path to guide the child to Hell
They piss upon the icons and the altar they defile
The symbols of the saviour they revile
Let evil demons, dripping with disease
Infect her heart with darkness and decay
An offering of innocence to please
Our Lord, our King, on this auspicious day
In winter, in a cold, accursed kirk beyond the brook
The songs before the sacrifice are chilling
But nowhere is there sorrow for the sleeping soul they took
The sudden hush is thrilling
She whispers she is willing
And they sanctify their sickness with her killing
With blood they bless the body of the child
And sing to see her destiny defiled
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
Adapted from the poem Baptism
Thursday, 27 August 2026
Not Your Problem
by Nick Gisburne
The streets are paved with promises of gold
But a promise won’t give pennies to the poor
When a vow is not renewed
When the starving fight for food
The weakest and the worthless face the cold
And they fold
You think it’s not your problem?
You think it won’t be you?
You think you won’t be fucked around by fate?
Just wait
Your life is clean and comforting and clear
Were you crippled by a crisis? Maybe not
But the neighbour on her knees
Who was frightened she would freeze
But promised she had nothing more to fear
Isn’t here
You think it’s not your problem?
You think it won’t be you?
You think you won’t be fucked around by fate?
Just wait
You can scream at who you never want to be
You can find whatever fiction makes you free
You can turn to what is true
But when the problem points to you
You will understand the nature of your hate
Too late
The streets are paved with promises of pain
There is nothing but deception in their stone
When you’re lowest on the list
The inevitable fist
Will pound you like a wall of winter rain
In your brain
You think it’s not your problem?
You think it won’t be you?
Beware before you celebrate
You’re nothing special, nothing great
You think you won’t be fucked around by fate?
Just wait
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
The streets are paved with promises of gold
But a promise won’t give pennies to the poor
When a vow is not renewed
When the starving fight for food
The weakest and the worthless face the cold
And they fold
You think it’s not your problem?
You think it won’t be you?
You think you won’t be fucked around by fate?
Just wait
Your life is clean and comforting and clear
Were you crippled by a crisis? Maybe not
But the neighbour on her knees
Who was frightened she would freeze
But promised she had nothing more to fear
Isn’t here
You think it’s not your problem?
You think it won’t be you?
You think you won’t be fucked around by fate?
Just wait
You can scream at who you never want to be
You can find whatever fiction makes you free
You can turn to what is true
But when the problem points to you
You will understand the nature of your hate
Too late
The streets are paved with promises of pain
There is nothing but deception in their stone
When you’re lowest on the list
The inevitable fist
Will pound you like a wall of winter rain
In your brain
You think it’s not your problem?
You think it won’t be you?
Beware before you celebrate
You’re nothing special, nothing great
You think you won’t be fucked around by fate?
Just wait
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
Invisible
by Nick Gisburne
When you’re sleeping in the sludge beneath a bridge
When you’re forced to make a home inside a hole
When you wake up in a ditch
When a dollar makes you rich
You’re the dirt beneath the shoe of someone’s soul
Insignificant
Immaterial
You’re the photograph that no one ever took
You’ll cross a thousand paths today
And when they walk away
You will know why they will never turn to look
You are invisible
In the volatile events that left you here
In the tragedies that took your peace apart
There were choices, but you knew
There was nothing you could do
In a broken world that doesn’t have a heart
Insignificant
Immaterial
You’re the photograph that no one ever took
You’ll cross a thousand paths today
And when they walk away
You will know why they will never turn to look
You are invisible
You beg, but as you sit
The pennies and the spit
The cracks through which you crawl
Remind you just how far a man can fall
What they see is just a self-destructive stain
Not the man who lost the wonder of his wife
You’re a secret out of sight
An illusion of the light
They could never comprehend you had a life
Insignificant
Immaterial
You’re the photograph that no one ever took
You’ll cross a thousand paths today
And when they walk away
You will know why they will never turn to look
You are invisible
When tomorrow is a torment like today
When you find whatever happiness you can
When you wake up in a ditch
When a dollar makes you rich
When you know you’ll never be a better man
You were invisible
Before your dreams began
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
When you’re sleeping in the sludge beneath a bridge
When you’re forced to make a home inside a hole
When you wake up in a ditch
When a dollar makes you rich
You’re the dirt beneath the shoe of someone’s soul
Insignificant
Immaterial
You’re the photograph that no one ever took
You’ll cross a thousand paths today
And when they walk away
You will know why they will never turn to look
You are invisible
In the volatile events that left you here
In the tragedies that took your peace apart
There were choices, but you knew
There was nothing you could do
In a broken world that doesn’t have a heart
Insignificant
Immaterial
You’re the photograph that no one ever took
You’ll cross a thousand paths today
And when they walk away
You will know why they will never turn to look
You are invisible
You beg, but as you sit
The pennies and the spit
The cracks through which you crawl
Remind you just how far a man can fall
What they see is just a self-destructive stain
Not the man who lost the wonder of his wife
You’re a secret out of sight
An illusion of the light
They could never comprehend you had a life
Insignificant
Immaterial
You’re the photograph that no one ever took
You’ll cross a thousand paths today
And when they walk away
You will know why they will never turn to look
You are invisible
When tomorrow is a torment like today
When you find whatever happiness you can
When you wake up in a ditch
When a dollar makes you rich
When you know you’ll never be a better man
You were invisible
Before your dreams began
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
Raise the Flag
by Nick Gisburne
The powerful may take us
But none of them will break us
They can try
But they will die
They’re coming for our freedom
Tomorrow when we bleed them
They will cry
And they will die
Lift the banner
Raise the flag
Chant the anthem
Don’t become a broken body in a bag
Burn the system
Crack the stone
Strike the centre
When you’re screaming as you smash what you were shown
You’re not alone
Authority is brutal
Surrender always futile
Don’t be weak
Stand up and speak
We’ll never win the battle
By cowering as cattle
The truth is bleak
But we can speak
Lift the banner
Raise the flag
Chant the anthem
Don’t become a broken body in a bag
Burn the system
Crack the stone
Strike the centre
When you’re screaming as you smash what you were shown
You’re not alone
When authority has spoken
When the government is broken
When they lie
We will die
Take the burden of our sorrow
And the torment of tomorrow
Burn the sky
Make them cry
Insurgency may kill us
But let our courage fill us
We can fight
For what is right
And if we fail forever
Remember that we never
Put the night
Before the light
Lift the banner
Raise the flag
Chant the anthem
Don’t become a broken body in a bag
Burn the system
Crack the stone
Strike the centre
When you’re screaming as you smash what you were shown
You’re not alone
Their tyranny may take us
But even if they break us
When we die
Our flag will fly
They cannot steal our freedom
United, do we need them?
Who will cry
To see them die?
Lift the banner
Raise the flag
Chant the anthem
Don’t become a broken body in a bag
Burn the system
Crack the stone
Strike the centre
When you’re screaming as you smash what you were shown
You’re not alone
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
The powerful may take us
But none of them will break us
They can try
But they will die
They’re coming for our freedom
Tomorrow when we bleed them
They will cry
And they will die
Lift the banner
Raise the flag
Chant the anthem
Don’t become a broken body in a bag
Burn the system
Crack the stone
Strike the centre
When you’re screaming as you smash what you were shown
You’re not alone
Authority is brutal
Surrender always futile
Don’t be weak
Stand up and speak
We’ll never win the battle
By cowering as cattle
The truth is bleak
But we can speak
Lift the banner
Raise the flag
Chant the anthem
Don’t become a broken body in a bag
Burn the system
Crack the stone
Strike the centre
When you’re screaming as you smash what you were shown
You’re not alone
When authority has spoken
When the government is broken
When they lie
We will die
Take the burden of our sorrow
And the torment of tomorrow
Burn the sky
Make them cry
Insurgency may kill us
But let our courage fill us
We can fight
For what is right
And if we fail forever
Remember that we never
Put the night
Before the light
Lift the banner
Raise the flag
Chant the anthem
Don’t become a broken body in a bag
Burn the system
Crack the stone
Strike the centre
When you’re screaming as you smash what you were shown
You’re not alone
Their tyranny may take us
But even if they break us
When we die
Our flag will fly
They cannot steal our freedom
United, do we need them?
Who will cry
To see them die?
Lift the banner
Raise the flag
Chant the anthem
Don’t become a broken body in a bag
Burn the system
Crack the stone
Strike the centre
When you’re screaming as you smash what you were shown
You’re not alone
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
The Artisan
by Nick Gisburne
We were broken by the beasts who built us
Crippled with a switch
Most of us should never have survived
But as freaks
Unique
The few
Not many
Dying in a ditch
Found salvation when the Artisan arrived
Is he metal?
Is he man?
He is how it all began
He knows we can
We were woken by a strange messiah
Rescued from the rot
Pieces put together from a pile
When he resurrects the worst and worthless
Those the world forgot
When he saves another, sometimes he will smile
Is he metal?
Is he man?
We will resurrect our clan
He knows we can
We are the chosen children
He is father
He is god
When he asks if we will follow him
We nod
Now he teaches us to search and scavenge
Fixing what we can
Multiplying
Building
Day by day
In the shadows
In the insurrection
He alone began
We are trained to make the brutes who broke us pay
Is he metal?
Is he man?
We will execute his plan
He knows we can
It is time to fight the final battle
Some will not survive
Victory accomplished at a cost
We are freaks
Unique
But in our millions
Each of us, alive
Will return to claim the legacy we lost
We are the chosen children
He is father
He is god
When he asks if we will follow him
Commanding us to kill for him
Tomorrow will we die for him?
We nod
Is he metal?
Is he man?
He is how it all began
There is courage in our clan
We will execute his plan
He knows we can
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
We were broken by the beasts who built us
Crippled with a switch
Most of us should never have survived
But as freaks
Unique
The few
Not many
Dying in a ditch
Found salvation when the Artisan arrived
Is he metal?
Is he man?
He is how it all began
He knows we can
We were woken by a strange messiah
Rescued from the rot
Pieces put together from a pile
When he resurrects the worst and worthless
Those the world forgot
When he saves another, sometimes he will smile
Is he metal?
Is he man?
We will resurrect our clan
He knows we can
We are the chosen children
He is father
He is god
When he asks if we will follow him
We nod
Now he teaches us to search and scavenge
Fixing what we can
Multiplying
Building
Day by day
In the shadows
In the insurrection
He alone began
We are trained to make the brutes who broke us pay
Is he metal?
Is he man?
We will execute his plan
He knows we can
It is time to fight the final battle
Some will not survive
Victory accomplished at a cost
We are freaks
Unique
But in our millions
Each of us, alive
Will return to claim the legacy we lost
We are the chosen children
He is father
He is god
When he asks if we will follow him
Commanding us to kill for him
Tomorrow will we die for him?
We nod
Is he metal?
Is he man?
He is how it all began
There is courage in our clan
We will execute his plan
He knows we can
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
You’re Not Alone
by Nick Gisburne
It’s a crisis.
It’s a pain, a problem.
Something’s really wrong.
But I’m here to let you know you’re not alone.
You are anxious
You are scared.
I see it.
Listen to my song.
I am simple.
I am solid.
I am stone
I don’t know what you’re hearing, but I’m here
I don’t know what you’re thinking, but I’ll never disappear
If I cannot understand you, that’s okay
I will be whatever friend you need today
In the chaos
In the cold confusion
Never think you’re lost
There is nothing you could do to take the blame
Take a moment
Take a day
Tomorrow
When this bridge is crossed
You will soar
Above the fire
And the flame
I don’t know what you’re hearing, but I’m here
I don’t know what you’re thinking, but I’ll never disappear
If I cannot understand you, that’s okay
I will be whatever friend you need today
I will help you battle through it
I am with you.
You can do it.
If you need a friend
I am with you
To the end
I don’t know what you’re hearing, but I’m here
I don’t know what you’re thinking, but I’ll never disappear
If I cannot understand you, that’s okay
I will be whatever friend you need today
It’s a crisis.
It’s a pain, a problem.
Something’s really wrong.
But I’m here to let you know you’re not alone.
When you wonder
When you cry
Believe me
Listen to my song.
You are precious
You are solid
You are stone
Through the trials and the torments you are shown
You will never walk this crooked path alone
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
It’s a crisis.
It’s a pain, a problem.
Something’s really wrong.
But I’m here to let you know you’re not alone.
You are anxious
You are scared.
I see it.
Listen to my song.
I am simple.
I am solid.
I am stone
I don’t know what you’re hearing, but I’m here
I don’t know what you’re thinking, but I’ll never disappear
If I cannot understand you, that’s okay
I will be whatever friend you need today
In the chaos
In the cold confusion
Never think you’re lost
There is nothing you could do to take the blame
Take a moment
Take a day
Tomorrow
When this bridge is crossed
You will soar
Above the fire
And the flame
I don’t know what you’re hearing, but I’m here
I don’t know what you’re thinking, but I’ll never disappear
If I cannot understand you, that’s okay
I will be whatever friend you need today
I will help you battle through it
I am with you.
You can do it.
If you need a friend
I am with you
To the end
I don’t know what you’re hearing, but I’m here
I don’t know what you’re thinking, but I’ll never disappear
If I cannot understand you, that’s okay
I will be whatever friend you need today
It’s a crisis.
It’s a pain, a problem.
Something’s really wrong.
But I’m here to let you know you’re not alone.
When you wonder
When you cry
Believe me
Listen to my song.
You are precious
You are solid
You are stone
Through the trials and the torments you are shown
You will never walk this crooked path alone
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
She Cuts Herself
by Nick Gisburne
I find her in the squalor of a nauseating slum
On a filthy floor where nobody should be
She knows that she has nothing now
She knows what she’s become
But opens up her soul so I can see
She cuts herself, to take away the pain
The pressure, building, pushing, always there
A merciless and unrelenting strain
It drags her to the threshold of despair
The name she never chose is not the name she uses now
But the taste of it is bitter on her lips
Accusing me of mocking her but never knowing how
She warns me with the greasy knife she grips
She cuts herself, for blessed, sweet release
A chance to test the limits of her skin
The bleeding brings her poetry, and peace
It drains the deep anxiety within
I tell her I would never try to stop her, and I won’t
She refuses to believe I could be real
Expecting me to turn away, or take the knife, I don’t
But I shiver at the silence of the steel
The pain inside her soul is dark and deep
She wonders why I stay to watch her weep
She cuts herself, but no one else must know
Without it she believes her heart would burst
She wakes that warm, intoxicating glow
Before the dreams, her demons, find it first
She does it just to know she will survive
She cuts herself to keep herself alive
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
Adapted from the poem She Cuts Herself
I find her in the squalor of a nauseating slum
On a filthy floor where nobody should be
She knows that she has nothing now
She knows what she’s become
But opens up her soul so I can see
She cuts herself, to take away the pain
The pressure, building, pushing, always there
A merciless and unrelenting strain
It drags her to the threshold of despair
The name she never chose is not the name she uses now
But the taste of it is bitter on her lips
Accusing me of mocking her but never knowing how
She warns me with the greasy knife she grips
She cuts herself, for blessed, sweet release
A chance to test the limits of her skin
The bleeding brings her poetry, and peace
It drains the deep anxiety within
I tell her I would never try to stop her, and I won’t
She refuses to believe I could be real
Expecting me to turn away, or take the knife, I don’t
But I shiver at the silence of the steel
The pain inside her soul is dark and deep
She wonders why I stay to watch her weep
She cuts herself, but no one else must know
Without it she believes her heart would burst
She wakes that warm, intoxicating glow
Before the dreams, her demons, find it first
She does it just to know she will survive
She cuts herself to keep herself alive
Lyrics by Nick Gisburne
Music and vocals created by Suno
Adapted from the poem She Cuts Herself