Past Present

Skinny Puppy - The Greater Wrong of the Right

Is this pure reality?

Could we be led to believe?

Lemmings up against a sea

Drowning in speculation

Even told when waters older

More polluted never

Drink the murky media

To plumb the depth of time

Anyone

Anyone

Anyone

Anyone

What of human frailty

Visualize with clarity?

Past the sanitation

To the childish flesh and bone

Bleaching sticks and stoner ribs

Pukes up the gallow's laughter

Stage the mighty media

Blessing this sanitation

What is this supposed to hold?

Freedoms crush

disparaged souls?

Despot dug in yellow cake

And failed to certify it

Crippled son to pass it on

A hatred fed on hatred

Redefy defensive form

As if to never see that

What is real?

Canned I feel

Less important than today

Anyway

is it worth the slaughter?

Sit and feel absolutely zero suffering

A condition worth denying

Pasted carcass

killing fields

Body parts off dolls that bleed

Who was once committed

Pulling wings off flying things

Feeling bold to knot put over

Twisted ever after

Hissing faded left alone

To replicate the lie

What is real?

Ask the dream

Some dim shift

a rift within

Funniest seems a distant damp ring

Fitting end

Destination: ego

Death within

The condition: dear dementia