comin thru the barricades
the red lights goin round
teeth are raw the rubber juggernaut
helter skelter bulldozers
is ticking out like a bomb. its a chain reaction
like a chain reactor blowing out of my arms
shoot every paranoid phantom
like a desolate specter in a pummel of fists
kicking against the pricks
tell you nothing is wrong
for a paralysed mind in a kerosene jar
barracuda believer with a heathen guitar
apocolyptic nostalgia tokens
dark arts sell sail for antartica oceans