For To End Yet Again
Full of frequency
an unintelligible roar
of everything that ever lived
of altogether avoided life
A storm of voices
and backward thoughts
Through deserts of sand,
through gutters of shite
For to end yet again
For to end yet again
Drums and flames
our bodies in ruins
and I say my name
without my voice
Speed increases
fucking all up
in a whirling wind
tearing all order apart
in order to rebuild order
For to end yet again
For to end yet again
Don't fight it, you'll only
whirl up all mass hysteria
in your thousandfold self
Police, police, police
please stop the Euro
from binar, bin Laden
Io, paramount pan
Io, paradox pan
We lost eachother
We slide unnoticeably
In hallucinatory orbit
around the sun
The black sun
Oh, the black sun