Chemlab Filament
We gave birth to television [Zeus] emerging from our brow
[Zenith]
Blurred the sky with radar dishes choking up the airwaves
its coming down our kiss gives blisters
The Midas touch Medusa in smokestacks turn to tarmac
highway ribbons
Factory stench smoke belching cover up the air in a cloak
of black blow the fuse in
Overload we gave birth to one thousand suns above our
heads
We gave birth to fire in the sky a stitch in time now
hypodermic beaches drowning in medical waste
Waves of cotton hairballs blood clots oil drums bursting
The Exxon backwash leaves a bad taste power failure
socket burnout ozone turned to aerosol water and lead
And iodine [a toast] and apathy will dig a grave for us
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