mr. electric disappears and re-appears like a
smiling/snarling phantom. dawn: wooing the blue
from the crawling eyes of babies midday: vanished.
grinning through the sweat pores of harlots and
whores. sundown: opening a cloak of tentacles...
[ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/NcBE ]preaching the gospel of cracked crystal beaks.
dusk: peeling back the birth skin like wrapping
paper around a virgin. vanish again. twilight:
march on electric children! and you, with your
self righteous army of crotches spewing paper
children, his death hole is deeper. and stronger
than love.