tearing the shred left under clothes bleached white complete w/suns washing.
a Noahs ark of criminal intent to disguise the flood.
pushing forward w/motives unseen and unquestioned.
where the fault? who to blame?
turn my direction o fortune and fame.
i'll get you yet...
pornographic leers w/no discussion.
no point given/no recognition.
disorient the conversation toward healing.
abusive the talks of salvation...
no.
no salvation here.
no.
this end we see...
well- its more a means than anything.
its trouble brewing and i'll swear to god if the anti-christ aint to blame...
(bloody red sun of fantastic LA)
we stare intently on gentle solutions...
we're amazed at simplicity.
why so?
why the thoughts so sad with hope for monsters?
earth...
love...
spinal recoil...
seduction...
solution...solution.
a sojourn in the garden of eden.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hyuK2mWwfP4
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