Hummingbirds wide awake in this bastard masquerade
Flying, floating from the costume-party love
Modern inconvenience laced with a melancholy god
Unknown, forbidden, betrayed, no above
I for one have had enough
Insecure fellowship, the infinite me
Ive hurt her, she stumbles, we bleed
I dont understand these words of love
They speak, I listen, but cant make it out
Ive poisoned the mother in an addiction-fed daze
And Im not sorry
As we all stare frontwards they're sizing our spines
One, was never enough but all that could be given
For we read the book and didn't believe in the forgiven
Our fists shine, blood coated in early dawn
The techno-whoring corporations dismembered on neighborhood lawn
We trip in this infinite sideways
Alone, empty, braindead
I cannot tell you how much this hurts
Oh, enough cannot be said
These words have bled, he spoke in red
And directed it to the braindead.