Horrorscope Light The Fuse
The welfare has fallen
Embraced by the flames of rage
Diagrams, wise speeches
Let it all be turned into ash
Ancestor and descents
United they stand on the squares
The banners are waving
At night the octopus will appear
Treading, clanking, where am I
Shouting, running, mouth in blood
Light the fuse
Slow it burns
Pour the gas
Better deal
The welfare has fallen
Trapped under its own empty pride
Wax zeroes that lead us
Time to hang the white flag outside
Ancestor and descents
The penance should refill your plans
Abandoned and scorned ones
On their side there’s a pendulum now
