I float through physical thoughts. I stare down the abyss of organic dreams
All bets off, I plunge - Only to find that self is shed
BLEED
Spasm
Bleed
Kaleidoscope
Greed
New Millenium Cyanide Christ
Marrow
Sublevels
Swarm
Clockworks
Ligature Marks
Spasm
Sane
Vanished
Phantoms
Pineal Gland Optics
Straws Pulled At Random
Rational Gaze
In Death - Is Death
The Mouth Licking What You've Bled