Solow

A pained, total disaster
 Mental reactor, put it to sleep
 A second coming after, fearing
 The laughter, feeding the sheep
 Fit so good, as if it would
 The trees of letters follow
 Raisin soot the earth, and would he care
 If all again restarted
 Sustained weeping his leaves, the summing of trees
 The simplest things, are living in solo, their living is so low
 Sustained, weeping his leaves, the summing of trees
 The simplest things, are living in solo, their living is so low
 Inflamed, sore, misdirected
 Somehow expected, wrapping round fate
 Designs, somewhat neglected
 Life form erected, breeding in hate
 A worm, somehow connected
 Cut off, dissected, feeding its cells
 A turn, selling rejection
 Selling infection, selling itself
 Sustained, weeping his leaves, the summing of trees
 The simplest things are living in solo, their living is so low
 Sustained, weeping his leaves, the summing of trees
 The simplest things are living in solo, their living is so low
 Alone, utter desertion manifestation, mutating swells
 A fly, landing inspection, gets an erection, hard for the spoiled skin
 The meat, rapidly aging
 Slowly decaying, touches the sore
 The mind, paying attention
 Insect dementia, if ever is seen
 The welt on your soul
 (Within sound) and isolation
 Degradation feels at home
 (Within truth) of perception
 Does deception ever know
 (Within sound) and isolation
 Degradation feels at home
 (Within truth) of perception
 Does deception ever know
 (Within sound) and isolation