crush crush me slowly
your handclap 
reminds me
of an abbatior

im in denial
you're inside my skull
abstract illusion
aimed towards expert gaze

spacecake drama school
London Town
Drowned after downing
the sickening creep
of futility

accident and emergency
its a helpline situation
you bashed me
and now i seek sleep
with the solice
of endless treatment.

dead in the skull
from what the telly said
mum and dad
were just so sad
cos when you wre a kid
the army was 
the only thought
in their empty Vapid 
minced up brainmeat

you can't beat the system
so its' slaves beat up
anyone who looks like they
wanna move on from 
the shitstorm system

blitzkreig historys mysterys
shattered into twisted
printed dogma
shat out 
spat out
spazzed out
into feotus future
daydream reality show