Apollyon Of Blue Room

On junk with Dark Globe and doom invocations
 And somebody's dope demon brother
 The opiate drone of her gaze
 Their anodyne days
 The cracked bas relief
 Of Hellenic summer
 Carbolic kilo
 I know that she's only trying to score
 And not very human anymore
 The loom has gone lame
 The pattern's insane
 The agents have wigged out
 The pulse is corrupt
 The choter's a fang
 No function
 We set another Aegean sleep deprivation experiment
 Stumbling around Monastiraki Square
 Crawling to her in my undress
 My heart is a mess
 The ruin's depressed
 The shit of our withering depths
 The din is intense
 I sense that she's finally turned the lock
 But I just want my Anatolian rock
 I've been through so many deaths
 That I don't know which name to answer to
 Fidelity breeds madness;
 I trash the heights, the peak
 Now I'm on my own
 No violence on the telephone
 You're a child of neglect
 But you turned out okay
 The way my psyche rioted
 I was just as shot
 Your new lover like a hearse
 An idiot, a failure
 I recoil at the sound
 The milking of vipers onto the barren dirt
 Just steps from the orchard
 Looking beneath the higher tease
 The satans of the vicious yayo society
 I can't get no rest
 My dreams are corrosive
 Nightmares scar vampires, too
 My thoughts are voltaic
 I'm such a downer,
 Huh
 Now I'm on my own
 No violence on the telephone
 You're a child of neglect
 But you turned out okay
 Ooh
 The way my psyche rioted
 I was just as shot
 Your new lover like a hearse
 An idiot, a failure
 Ooh