Somebody's placing stones in my path
I move through the crowds and they stare as I pass
The monstrous forms shift in grey lifeless mass
with eyes all dis-fixed and their souls all detached
I ponder their genesis
beneath a cluster of stars
All you are... are brains in a jar
The new creatures come and they're hovering me
flowing transparent skeletons with wings
A strange metamorphosis unfolds before me
these apes gone astronaut float above trees
A castrated cyber cult
appears on the screen
They take souls so far away
Mr. Applewhite is speaking to me
the genderless kingdom is waiting for thee
the Hale-Bopp comet tail white colonies
they send out their message
through "Do" and through "T"
phenobarbital
vodka and lime
is all you need
now just go to sleep.
A true hidden treasure of a song writer. This gent has been capturing songs in demo form on old tape recorders since the 80s. . . and he's still capturing his magic sounds in his secret basement. Damien Youth