song

Oh, flighty and tattooed sophomore
Seduce Fredrick into heat,
Guide the Professor toward entrances,
Open mouths and doors...
He has waited too long.

Guts and brain commingled in the rubble of knowledge, reorganizing the ivorygutter the first fire of the Next, collecting...

We ride the fulcrum screaming -- burning the now to forget the last, eroding ruins into sand.