Her lovas rock, blue sunshine kisses her navel and she was all rectangular.
Abstraction of the soul
Ignites her candy stare
And she succumbs to Beethoven's Gun
A drowning veil of silence
Fringes the curtain of her mind
A porno of shrapnel pummelling
The Wasteland
Abstraction of the soul
Ignites her candy stare
And she succumbs to Beethoven's Gun
A drowning veil of silence
Fringes the curtain of her mind
A porno of shrapnel pummelling
The Wasteland
