Apollyon of Blue Room

On junk with Dark Globe and doom invocations And somebody's dope demon brother The opiate drone of her gaze Their anodyne days The cracked bas relief Of Hellenic summer Carbolic kilo I know that she's only trying to score And not very human anymore The loom has gone lame The pattern's insane The agents have wigged out The pulse is corrupt The choter's a fang No function We set another Aegean sleep deprivation experiment Stumbling around Monastiraki Square Crawling to her in my undress My heart is a mess The ruin's depressed The shit of our withering depths The din is intense I sense that she's finally turned the lock But I just want my Anatolian rock I've been through so many deaths That I don't know which name to answer to Fidelity breeds madness; I trash the heights, the peak Now I'm on my own No violence on the telephone You're a child of neglect But you turned out okay The way my psyche rioted I was just as shot Your new lover like a hearse An idiot, a failure I recoil at the sound The milking of vipers onto the barren dirt Just steps from the orchard Looking beneath the higher tease The satans of the vicious yayo society I can't get no rest My dreams are corrosive Nightmares scar vampires, too My thoughts are voltaic I'm such a downer, Huh Now I'm on my own No violence on the telephone You're a child of neglect But you turned out okay Ooh The way my psyche rioted I was just as shot Your new lover like a hearse An idiot, a failure Ooh