I am one of the injured
A tear blurs flesh
Dissolving
Like an injured dog
Like wasted limbs
Get smaller
Pain is the stimulus of pain
But then of course nothing is cured
This is the world now
Move a fin and the world turns
Sit in a chair and pictures change
Try to eat us
And get trapped
Or injured
Just
Blood On The Floor
Still Walking (Heathen Earth Version)
Zyklon B Zombie
Last Exit
Weeping
Still Walking
Discipline (Berlin)
Assume Power Focus
Five Knuckle Shuffle
Subhuman
Death Threats
Slug Bait
10p For A Pack Of Cigarettes
Mary Whitehouse
After Cease To Exist
WHAT A DAY
Distant Dreams (Part Two)
Maggot Death
We Hate You (little Girls)
United