Project Pitchfork Antidote
blood in my veins . pumping pumping pumping a strange kind of numbness . in my head and in my legs maybe years ago a tiny sting . released a chainreaction I'm watching gloomy to . and this makes me want to scream I need the antidote . so please be my antidote and let us be the antidote . for this kind of brain - paralysis all these liars and palliators - canonize the destroying doings and what you see is a caricature . of how bad it really is increase of economy - by force of arms . military services - in a nuclear reactor asylum - for big earners only . and tomorrow we fire god they've got their own language . to express their destruction sweet rippling words . for growing growing growing hypnotising headlines shall make . you drowsy drowsy thats the way they want you to be . 'cause that's your function wake me up . 'cause time is slipping away . the term is nearly at the end but the more you change yourself . the more you change the others
