station in flame
smell of the fall
disgraceful game
eye of the doll
my body breaks down into a pool
bruises and order
check out his list
dirt is a powder on the cheeks of your beast
my voice is lost in his huge mouth
i swear i swear london
i’ll put a spell on you
i swear i swear london
i will fester in you
i swear i swear london
i know what to do
i swear i swear london
i’ll destroy my truth
pressure in the air
troop in the hall
forget about fair
intracranial war
look at my scratches on a blank skin
way thru the gloom
a long way in the night
lord of the doom
is on my sight
tread on my footprints
tread on
here is your nonsense-it is not a home