The Stadium Of The Elite Praise Plastic Soliders and Roar In Their Sights
It's a miniture dirt war
where death is everything and victory is nothing
Soma Soma Swallow Me Some Soma
Sacrilegious Idols Painted In Blood Across The Walls
Graffiti Bombers Tag souls along side trains
GhostTown Travellers, White Masked Gravediggers inept to reality
Blinded by a green enitity, Revolt Ignites Across The Street
Power in the hands of a contaminated spirit
Need in the hands of the hungry
Wicked how this reality cackles along side a cool saturday moon
Stars Illuminated but were to blind to appreciate their possibilities
Endless in theories, thoughts and fantasies
I ECHO WHEN I SPEAK
Words heard like whispers in a canyon
Sweet songs of innocence alongside a busy highway stretch
Dull Out This PRIMORDIAL WOMAN
The jungle of the night, Creatures of the north
Freedom Lies In Self SO why search outside?
ISOLATION equals self-realization
Develop your own say in life
Follow the path least taken
FROSTBITE and cotton mittens
It's a cold cold world out there better bring a scarf
Murder on the page, Blood stained sheets
Semen on the wall and a soft whimper in the corner
An open window and a reassuring wind
Cool Sumer Nights and a pool of knowledge
Exhale your creator
And PRAISE HIM
FOR DIONYSUS will lead you to ESCAPE
HOLD ON
