make no mistake; there will be confusion

strange vibrations bent t'wards the light, the doors are half-open

half-open t'wards the silence of grocery stores after hours; a prayer

the surreal killer rise from virgin snow; traces of a fallen angel remains

blue mists on abandoned graveyards; echoing breaths - a perpetual dawn

death; barely a memory

make no mistake; there will be confusion

time; off beat, syncopated with silent pavements like shadows,

stalking hollow concrete; sleep has no domain on these desolate streets

the 7 lecherous sisters angels of light and shadow bitter drops of truth

in my midnight coffee; the freakshow never ends - a dance macabre

death; barely a memory?

hello;             are you free? i mean -really fucking free?

did the hit of adrenaline make you feel good? did it make you come?

hello;             are you happy now? i mean - really fucking happy now?

did you put out the cigarette in yr eye; just to feel anything at all?

hello;             was it all worth it? i mean - really fucking worth it?

frustration is just another way of killing time say hell-o to yr new god

make no mistake; there will be confusion

on yr knees my narcotic angel; broken beauty in wornout jeans

& burnt out stars within yr eyesflashing yr fangs @ their phony smiles

pissing yr dreams on the moon yr name in the wind; burn - burn - burn

the last 10 minutes - the rest of yr life - yr last 10 minutes

death; barely a memory

make no mistake; there will be confusion

depravation from dirty back-streets; compressed into a single tear

wept by slow-motion junk-eyes depleted of human emotions; hollow

discarded; like yr torn up dress; the cross hanging motion-less

from yr stretched-out hand; another pile of desperation

death barely a memory

the indestructable chaos of timeless things