out of heaven dressed in plastic pulled the shades down on his eyes pin prick pupil saw in sky was offer him no alibies when he meets them he's quite perfect perfect body perfect teeth the flash sublime and blind the kids who spread their legs for their belief he forced themselves at the drop of a parable shriek they say when they touched his genes [jeans?] swear his wisdom's just infallible beg for mercy in his dream another dying another sermon broken red forgotten lines pain for comfort he's inhuman (they don't) tremble bend on tights another little coporation ventilate him paint him white a wordless song a prayer to no one helps him missle through the night they found him on his throne of porceilin [sp?] rusty chain draped round his head incapable and incoherent eyes switched on to him no less (he chewable? in ... blazers?) witnesses looked D.O.A. a D-Day moral sense is skewered dribbling lies into (...?) declared his guilt he then said nothing sobbing as the judge turned blue washed their hands said "lord forgive us for we know not what we do" know not what we do not what we do drown. in your soma bath. they said drown. in your soma bath. what are gonna do with you? let the punishment fit the crime! we have the technology we got the instruments down down in your soma bath... |
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