1.Cut That City
Neonecropopulace has no reflection
Neocaeczaristic phallic ruins
Just east of the river denial the techs are breathing
Welcome to this neotokyo
Gridlocks will warn the chromlech alarms
Bouquet of cuticles
Landscape tantrums
Tramontane torching the tramontane
I've heard the mumbling of citadels shifting on this Richter
scale
The alleys will flow marble intercourse
Roil the pantheon... of subterfuge
Tramontane torching the tramontane
This marabout isn't untouchable
Indentured by servitude
Neoinfidels - let's plug them in
Neopolygraphic, trip chords
Centrocircuiphobia the fallacy
Welcome to neotokyo
Tore the wings off seraphin, fed them to the anglophiles
In this stag caberat the bark of buildings surged, through the
whipping volt abode
Go to the lexicon you sluggard, if you will.
2.Concertina
In denial
Who will come clean all the ravenous debris
In disguise
Sideswiped by penance
Cerecloth sentencing
This scapegrace will pay my barking harangue... are you
listening？
On the 14th you stole
What hasn't grown old
In denial
File this under a bridge that he can't leave
Will those shadows glare
From that blank-rimmed stare
In a vacancy hush
Aunque me dejastes ahogado en el mar, acuestate en la tierra de
la realidad de tu sueno,
Manos me recuerdo solamente a ti te odio yo ya me voy
In denial
Who will clean up all this ravenous debris
In denial
File this under a bridge that he can't leave
And the Storyville
Sawbones couldn't tell
The prescription to mend
All the broken wills
In the white lie wards
Don't you pretend
Tangled in thorns
To walk unborn
And this debt will collect
All the sickness that infects
Suddenly drives up
Sentencing valley
Count all the handshakes
Syringe overflows
Tangled in thorns
To walk unborn
And this debt will collect
All the sickness that you infect
And this debt will collect
All the sickness you infect
And this debt
3.Eunuch Provocateur
The al sirat hides behind a wardrobe of eunuchs
Seconds collide till the padisha scandal
The cauldrons have eyes by way of racket and vice
A brothel's bedpan filled with demimonde lice
Dethroned by the comatorium
De-loused in the comatorium
The al sirat hides behind a wardrobe of eunuchs
Seconds collide till the padisha scandal
Tribunals installed now that the provoste has been de-frocked
The labefaction is venal
My how these tricks turn themselves
In the wake of the inquisition limbless answers inoculated
I've caught mono bobbing for barbed wire
These nasty sores of ataxia will feel the sting of the opiate
copulation
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