Freshly comatose fragments of the mind Reproduce a point of view too strange to be understood But all a**uming they do Fraudulent usage of a brain Stimulus to the weak through religious ceremonies of the dead Cremate a God to stand To be able to conquer a planet which doesn't fight back Poison our minds with perfumes of boredom and intrigue Which are not ours Sprinkling our fate with a sugar coating By saying we will gain retribution in heaven Life is too short Refuse to allow yourself to break the bonds By which your parents brainwash Mixing together all to a gray pattern But looking through rose tinted gla**es to see colors Imagined swallowing dirt Offering nothing in return And sensing the need Skull gashed open Slipping out a gurgled slime of memories Jumbled in short sharp shocks of synapse Misfire, squeeze out the middle filament of a fixture To set apart from completion Retorted and distorted in an edit Splice a burning sensation between the consciousness And the dream from behind the door A scream rebounded Ricochet of a bullet Buzz and hitting In the throat, a dry hack with blood bubbles Hard to breath Shocked out of existance Profanity thunder cracks And streaks of chalk running together on a sidewalk And down the drain of diseased trash Thwarting the childlike mind to comply 4.5 billion entering the techno future nightmare What turns you on? A buzzing monotone of computers Blinking in a hexadecimal orgy of pulsing light Holding down on the switch to catch a better high Electrodes of brain spheres Templates of ecstasy, pleasure, pain, synapse Tendons reflex to the beat and relax again To be twisted knots Flesh melting under ashes of beta radiation from a darkened sky of fallout Flash white, orange, red, black Drawing further away to set apart tracers for the future of our race With no tears for the ultraviolet radiation sickness Puking up mucus membrane between meals of dead carnage Sleeping under fallout of darkness Undressed ozone to expose the forgetful but not forgiven A garbage scow howling Five families to die in an ash covered grave site Vegetation taking on a new hue of brown decay