Tender white corpse
Corrupted bodies gleam
Inside your heartache
The devil kissed you clean
Warring severed heads
Sew deep connections
Wear your collapse
With invocations
It's all blood . . .blood under the mill . . .
Governmental agents appear in the fog
Morse-code static erupts
Feeding the fear with a contradiction
Like snow in a black oil flood
There is no way out
They will find you now
Red morning star
On the balcony
This mouth now
Organ of the beast
Opposing forces
feed each other
Who drives the Hydra
snakes asunder
It's all blood . . .blood under the mill . . .
Governmental agents appear in the fog
Morse-code static erupts
Feeding the fear with a contradiction
Like snow in a black oil flood
There is no way out
They will find you now