intravenously polite it was the walkie-talkies

that had knocked the pins down

these shoes gripped the floor

in the silhouette of dying

dancing on the corpses ashes

yeah, they had plans for him

they had spun the last of the pimps

polyester, satin nailed jewellery lips

while the guillotine laughed again

dancing on the corpses ashes

and the paramedics fell into the wound

like a rehired scab at a barehanded plant

an anesthetic penance beneath

the hail of the contraband

dancing on the corpses ashes

on my way

nails broke and fell

into the

wishing well, wishing well

wishing well, wishing well

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they had defected and been excommunicated

and all the pulses were subverted

and they made sure that the obituaries

showed pictures of smoke stacks

dancing on the corpses ashes

a vivid dissection that mocked

the strut of vivisection

a semi-automatic colony

and a silencing that still walks the streets

dancing on the corpses ashes

in the company of wolves

was a stretcher made of

cobblestone curfews

the federales perform

their custodial customs well

dancing on the corpses ashes

intravenously polite it was the walkie-talkies

that had knocked the pins down

these shoes gripped the floor

in the silhouette of dying

dancing on the corpses ashes

yeah, they had plans for him

they had spun the last of the pimps

polyester, satin nailed jewellery lips

while the guillotine laughed again

dancing on the corpses ashes

and the paramedics fell into the wound

like a rehired scab at a barehanded plant

an anesthetic penance beneath

the hail of the contraband

dancing on the corpses ashes

dancing on the corpse's ashes,

dancing on the corpse's ashes

callous heels

numbed in travel

endless maps made

by their scalpels

on my way

nails broke and fell

into the

wishing well, wishing well

wishing well, wishing well

x2