Testo Chemantra

Bliss particles invade on the dawn tides.. Spiking with a 'Nyd' fire Warms the dew on my feet Flames cry out in the air Male static crackles in my hair But in this moon it's futile.. They're grating, gyrating on raw brick and soil Chemantric walls form on all sides Leaking blue and black ink on my head Saw a scream wave form..crash....a blood tide Gonna climb over Gonna buid a ship A fuck myself vessel not a suicide trip Little mouths dance all around me Coming with each breath Half shouting 'life', half shouting 'death' I'll swim in between them ,till the fighting dies down Twist shapeshifting spirals to wind myself on... Gonna climb over.etc.