Party Cannon - Duct Taped to a Flag Pole

Текст песни

Worrrrrdsss…
Our world, depleted sphere of waste
What will pull the tides?
If we harvest the astral delight?
Built on a layer of faeces and sand
Calculatingly concise, an articulate rupture
Formlessly convulsing without a structure
Incongruous waste of unusual words
Abominable lexicon of verbal indigestion
Extrapolation and devastation
Perfectly humo-centric tastes
Condemnation of our world
Desolate and bleak
One last fetid breath
Excluded
A phase
Aeolist portentous craze
Signs
Signs of the times
And resistance
Needlessly
Paid for our feed
Without infinite rotation;
Impending solar stagnation
Where is the life we have lost in the living?
Where is the beauty we have consumed in the past?
Where is the need in living in what we know?
Where is the meaning in only chasing cars?
Philistines
Into
The void
Cast out, thrown away
Cracking
Shipping
Instrument of catastrophe
Carbon based anatomies
Interstellar based economies
The lack of profoundness in comprehension
The suspension digested in us all
Life we have lost in living
Grrr
We have to break this down
Split it down the middle
If it won’t stop now, pump it good
Blegh!