Torch light and terror
Hatched daily, die nightly
Slipping life's icy grip on a divine psyche
Stored in a poor peasant
War and its war essence
Feeds nought to now in point four seconds
Your precious world ain't healthy
The scar tissue towers burst
Burden in the sky is but an ill fitting cloud of dirt
Skin snapping, white mounds of powder spurt out my shirt
Spelling out the words 'young and
Foolish' on the ground of worst surgeon
Swim clotted U-bends as that scoundrel
With a mouthful of waterborne weapons and a snapped scalpel
Demonectomies at dawn on the background for the cheap gaudy decor
You get what you pay for, I guess
Bad winner and botched operation shocker
Turn to every page for the full story, embrace the horror
Hover here, little ones, change the lock and bathe in honour
Palatial squalor made possible, place your offer
Speak with conviction
Sparks from the friction
Darken your doorstep with prayerless redemption
Destiny's henchmen, faceless attractions
Poverty's soldiers chasing the fractions
Sinister reactions, closed in my captions
Cane like Chaplin, cotched up backbench
Posture is hunchback, full grown rugrat
Died then I come back, survival or combat
Rifles or contracts
Lifelessly contact
Contrasts melt fast, thoughts go beyond drat
So clap those cues, voice of the locals
Learnt when I didn't go to school to be a spokesman
Venom of a marksman, move to advantage
Scars to my eyelids, modern Will Scarlett
Charming composure, dressed up and garnished
Orphans of freedom, maidens and harlots
Stand on the corner with a bulletproof smile
Moon in my pocket, money to burn
I got roots in the ground and my head's in the clouds
Sun's on my dial and a new tin of worms
Gull's birds sing from a nest in their grave
North winds howl on a methadone sky
A hand on my heart where the truth's concerned
With this bat out of hell and a new tin of worms
My, how plush porcelain doll skulls can break easy
And fuck me, this train still parades creepy
Squeaky train doors sliding, better push forth
Here's to the commuter that got his foot caught
Splat! Good sport, didn't scream
Penny for the blood stain
Some strange hate-fuelled rebellion in love's name
That's raging on abrupt stage, the false wall falling
Keeper of a tin foil curtain caught snoring
Reporting from a plastic chair glued to an incendiary
Mile-high monument of glutinous confectionary
That looms in every room so choose a suitable dispensary
One small step from that human of the century award
He saw glory in the futures of his enemies
The flawed war stories from the students of dependency
Is that a centipede hugging a glass ceiling
Or a scared pair of scorpions stuck in a jar breeding?
Peace for the soldiers
Tea for the homeless
Hope for the hopeless
Guarding the crow's nest
Watching the progress
Earth's like a hostage
Held by its offspring
Dying a slow death
Thirteenth apostle
These are my gospels
Native narratives
Eyes that have watched you
Words that can touch you
Child of the flowers
Mushrooms and ginger
Praise to the powers
Freedom's inside me
Screams in excitement
Freedom's for real, man, I'm talking of a triumph
Me and these giants
Standing relentless throughout misadventures
Call me the tempest
Strength to the strengthless
Priest in a temple
Worshipping elements
Life is essential
Nurture your mental
Learn from your mentor
Sharpen your senses
Change your dimensions
Range over racelands fresh from the basement
Cruised from the hatred
Caused by the matrix
Face my reflection
Classless and nameless
Nomads and vagrants
Heroes and traitors
Trenches and craters
Death's a hiatus
Hunt like hyenas
Fight with your demons
Talk with your elders
Walk with your elders
Talk with your elders
Walk with your elders
Stand on the corner with a bulletproof smile
Moon in my pocket, money to burn
I got roots in the ground and my head's in the clouds
Sun's on my dial and a new tin of worms
Gull's birds sing from a nest in their grave
North winds howl on a methadone sky
A hand on my heart where the truth's concerned
With this bat out of hell and a new tin of worms
Candy floss dreams as the roulette spins
Gambler's eyes in an alcohol swirl
Drifting beyond any chance of return
With a handful of thoughts and a new tin of worms
Ships capsized on an ocean of wine
Pirates sing with a bottle full of rum
Yo ho ho from a state of no return
With a handful of thoughts and a new tin of worms
