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