Cacophony and oblivion
Sounds, “music”
And I use the term loosely
Is all you will ever find here
The last vestiges of melody
Being attacked, killed
Any lyric, rhythm
Evanesces.
Ready your soap
Your water
Your ears are about to be
Polluted
Your head
Invaded, trashed.
Any thought left for dead.
And all we are
Are Noise Machines
And all we’ll ever find
Are Noise Machines
Mar 20, 2010
Mar 20, 2010 at 6:01 PM UTC
Cacophony and oblivion
Sounds, “music”
And I use the term loosely
Is all you will ever find here
The last vestiges of melody
Being attacked, killed
Any lyric, rhythm
Evanesces.
Ready your soap
Your water
Your ears are about to be
Polluted
Your head
Invaded, trashed.
Any thought left for dead.
And all we are
Are Noise Machines
And all we’ll ever find
Are Noise Machines