an open mind imagination knows no bounds. think it out in cheap and twisted times. double trouble, you're raisin the flag again. careful give that cry.
i feel like burning this town. this fear is bringing me down. i feel like breaking this town. this fear is burning me now. [you wanna come get some?].
The real pain starts here. Inside your corners. Within your broken doorways. I am your rage. Your deceit. Your precious lie. I will eat. What you have already broken.
blood and sand. what world filled with black and which point of collapse?. be gone you crystal gazers, be gone you phillistines. water melting, decayed and angry- collapse....
rebellion impossible your cabal crushed in its infancy they watch you conspire. from distances beyond your perception before revolt is feasible their ability.
blood and sand [x4]. what world filled with black. and which point of collapse. becall you crystal gazers. becall you philostines. water melting. decayed and angry.
This is a tale spun straight out of my binary core. This is a vision of my world seen through membranous eyes. This is the oceans filled with technicolor nuclear fish, their mutated metal scales riveted together, glowing iridescent in the pitch-dark depths deep below the steel-belted skies. This is a 122,000 line, dense pixel-field, million-gig of escalators ascending and descending endlessly, shuttling through soaring mega-monuments of tinted glass, mingling subterranean with the worm-hole subway tunnels, underground walkways and maintenance channels, forming a sprawling interconnected warren of damp floro-tube bright veins and hustling faceless humanity, clogged arteries slowly choking and dying, packed and swarming at all hours with sweating hoards, sightless and colourless, moving by program alone..
ooooo. within this darkened corner the warlock proudly crawled upon. i looked beneath my feet and see the soles upon the shoes i wear. in the soles the holes burn deep burn towards the street.
ooooo. within this darkened corner the warlock proudly crawled upon. i looked beneath my feet and see the soles upon the shoes i wear. in the soles the holes burn deep burn towards the street.
Here they come, in pursuit of speed. calling "danger, desire, greed". Dogmatic mechanic and his loose-lipped whore. Squeezing their drinks for a little bit more.
Semen tastes like gunmetal she said smiling. The arms of boys drowning in fire reaching for the rungs of my rib cage. These pills I take in the witching hour.
a thin word. process mile union made. the snake defiled. blue book murder the best you could. lessons spite heaven twisted. candid photos intermixed in.
(clueless here, if anybody knows these unintelligible german growlings and. snarlings, please let me know).
My skin has atrophied.. It has been so long since the last touch.. The maggots play their dead instruments for me.. Devour in the key of E.. Like a symphony of throats and piano wire..
While we used long fingernails to carve epitaphs into the floor. You were scratching freedom from concrete. Living in a world of gamblers and murder victims.
(Browne/Glenister). There you are running through. You and only you can soothe me. Can't deny this bitter troth. Addicted to this love of you. Everytime I take you out.
(Browne/Glenister). Body sops and parking lots. No time to stop. It's another normal day. Self esteem and Windowlene. You're squeaky clean. There's nothing left to say.