london eye; london eye
curtains so dry, make me cry
in this perfect distorted world
in this caustic minced word
isolations so fry; make me passed by
remember ; remember
soundless encountering whirlwind is boiled in final chamber
quiet, quiet, quiet paralysis by crimson
smoke through the circled inner prison
is this a soap...
end.
i haven't been a certain envelope
when electric husk was leaking hazy on the top
reflecting somewhere in the awaiting burnt 99 percent
decoy, decay
the melting grey sound deploy away
no way
no way
break this dusty dirty perception to say
that you're a shadow of shade of a key
desperate shade, seeping through closing devouring tremble fade
i know even circle of lacy gaze was made
from hided dark halo exactly frayed
slow harsh blowing smellless crystal
has forgotten his own falling and his relentless crooked gristle
and empty viewed soil so shoking and recycled like toss
quiet streams of the melting air their deep blue vomitos
this all seems like imposed epitaph gashed
Dim brightness exposed in the maze clashed
london eye; london eye
warms so dry, worms so satisfy
views fry ; make me completed and flexed fly.