Rhythmic pulsations invade comatose receptors Lingering in the thick summer smog The onset of tribulation commences- Increase the pace.
Reverb ripples through Hot wet lungs, Love and Hate The beats resonate...
Scared vinyl skips: Repeating visions of angst, Violent red chords Rolling off shredded steel strings, Acting as maniaβs fingersβ¦
Feet trapped in rebel rubber soles Draw on littered concrete floors Lonely like before Noble souls abandoned this Scene of raunchy rust, gravity grabbing as our wrists touch.
Increase The Pace (Side B)
Rush to Eden- Greeted by harsh halogen Bleach, eating out your sinuses, water swirls as it slithers round the basin heavy door mutes the static, holding back waves of thick smoke. Blood shot eyes soothed By branded potions, Clarity cleanses Dismembered demons
Crazed revelations infect the night no more Forced silence seeps into aching eardrums Breath forced from lungs Adolescent epiphanies Swirls down the drain, Flying around chrome chains Dust worn as protection Drips into the sewers, Flushed away Forced silence reigns true Voice of the bass-line Forgotten anew.