Listen to your heartbeat,. I feel the night move. Underneath your petticoat.. Yesterday's runaways,. We still believe in. Everything we ever wrote. Watching aeroplanes flying fast and flying low.
Whether night or day, yeah. I'm caught in a dream. And I can't wake up. It's out of body, I'm fixated. And I just can't seem to stop. Your love is no good but I want it.
I was glad when they said unto me. Let us go, let us go into the house of the Lord. Our feet shall stand within thy gates, O Jerusalem. Our feet shall stand, shall stand within thy gates.
Life, reduced to survival, aimless wandering citizens. Scattered all over, is this a virtual country?. . Testify till this accomplishment jacked on the wire.
"See you in hell". . "? ? ? ? I've got people in this fucking platoon so sick they wouldn't. get out of the hospital! But I'm here now ? ? ? ?. Come on. Fuck!".
I broke the silence. I rose the volume. Hunted the hunters and nobody cared. . I lost relation to. Where I stand. I hope the ceiling is. Breakable. . I am free of noize.
this public perversion. requires no own motion. more execution on demand. displayed in detail. extreme conditions. in an effective composition. prepared for transmission.
The mystery among the daily frames a native crowd. Underlines crime somewhere the brains create profit by. Some well organized disinterest contentment overfed with.
"" (x2). "Break break, one not shut down". "Check, Houston com check". "Bless me Father, for I have sinned". "Break break, one not shut down". "Check, Houston com check".
where to hide my eye. were too high to do. ? ? scaring me. heavy shots. understand normality. not understand their defense. . misery. proper guilty ? ?.
Black walls in this corridor. Constant process of loosing. How did I get here. How did you change my mind. . Insufficient memory, syndrome kicks in. .
"Door swings both ways my ass" (x2). "We have no weapons of any kind?". . ahhhhh ha ha ha ha!. . "Why don't you listen ". . things. tearing apart. separate thought.
Never leave me alone. . I am shrill but no avail. You follow me still. The screen reveals my frown. Fills it with glee. Night never fails. To locate me.
"Just once" or "This once". . this flows. right by mind. sightless ask in quest of. fate not told. better unknown. a trigger inside ? real. . b?. tactful insense.
We will cut off your supply. Hi-jack your masterminds. Return to real time. We will sing the world to sleep. Very very deep. . We will break through your monopoles.
stabilization coordination upward, foward - linear no. compromise acceleration of motion fusion of it all the. motivation that never arrives sharp - edged visions caught in.
wires. wires. . everyone wires run. with human figures. wires like graphs. nerves. wind up in this area. transmit and receive. . aerials three dimensional.
alone among millions. of single pieces of something complete. fading in an upper floor. exposed to a constant monotone. consume belief in all. the own opportunities.
An entirely empty memory. Displays nothing of value. But you still hold on to your life. Like it's your little beloved animal. . The secondhand being that you call life.
For a little piece of a second. I have seen men blinking and sparkling. Test screen colored, wiped out afterwards. Still they're thinking they were universe.