Gleichscaltung

Dramatic example and... mounds of others
By noon they are dorsal sharp with...rubbery teeth
Management as long as patient care
Five and a half years
Unheard us, prosecute us
You have fire guts
Rank rumour and speculation
Frighten, frighten 'til you win
Dream about the thoughts to God
in sand on shores revolture

From bricklayer to make-up artist
This is a funeral parlour of oral history
Head flash a smile
No more dead vision of a future in our
cross cultural distress
Internal turmoil of large staring eyes
Buried and splattered abstract paint
And distrorted curvature of vanities surgery
Fall prey to the insidious side
to the droning chant
I have become
I have begun to decompose
Having broken my vowel of silence

Ugly side openings and high voltage hate love
Later on it will be too late
Too late
And we are still alive in the incidents of torture
In the basements of the infamous no

Come with paper covers
Strangely, sweet anchored days

 
 
 


Text: R Williams

Arrangement: R Williams & Ace Farren Ford