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                       "COLD"
                       

      Scarred
      Your back was turned
      Curled like an embryo
      Take another face
      You will be kissed again
      I was cold as I mouthed the words
      And crawled across the mirror
      I wait
      Await the next breath
      Your name
      Like ice into my heart

      A shallow grave
      A monument to the ruined age
      Ice in my eyes
      And eyes like ice don't move
      Screaming at the moon
      Another past time
      Your name
      Like ice into my heart

      Everything as cold as life
      Can no one save you?
      Everything
      As cold as silence
      And you never say a word

      Your name
      Like ice into my heart
      Your name
      Like ice into my heart



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                  "THE FIGUREHEAD"
                  

      Sharp and open
      Leave me alone
      And sleeping less every night
      As the days become heavier and weighted
      Waiting
      In the cold light
      A noise
      A scream tears my clothes as the figurines tighten
      With spiders inside them
      And dust on the lips of a vision of hell
      I laughed in the mirror for the first time in a year

      A hundred other words blind me with your purity
      Like an old painted doll in the throes of dance
      I think about tomorrow
      Please let me sleep
      As I slip down the window
      Freshly squashed fly
      You mean nothing
      You mean nothing

      I can lose myself in Chinese art and American girls
      All the time
      Lose me in the dark
      Please do it right
      Run into the night
      I will lose myself tomorrow
      Crimson pain
      My heart explodes
      My memory in a fire
      And someone will listen
      At least for a short while

      I can never say no to anyone but you

      Too many secrets
      Too many lies
      Writhing with hatred
      Too many secrets
      Please make it good tonight
      But the same image haunts me
      In sequence
      In despair of time

      I will never be clean again
      I touched her eyes
      Pressed my stained face
      I will never be clean again

      Touch her eyes
      Press my stained face
      I will never be clean again
      I will never be clean again
      I will never be clean again
      I will never be clean again



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                "THE HANGING GARDEN"
                

      Creatures kissing in the rain
      Shapeless in the dark again
      In the hanging garden
      Please don't speak
      In the hanging garden
      No one sleeps
      In the hanging garden
      In the hanging garden

      Catching haloes on the moon
      Gives my hands the shapes of angels
      In the heat of the night
      The animals scream
      In the heat of the night
      Walking into a dream . . .

      Fall fall fall fall
      Into the walls
      Jump jump out of time
      Fall fall fall fall
      Out of the sky
      Cover my face as the animals cry
      In the hanging garden
      In the hanging garden

      Creatures kissing in the rain
      Shapeless in the dark again
      In a hanging garden
      Change the past
      In a hanging garden
      Wearing furs
      And masks

      Fall fall fall fall
      Into the walls
      Jump jump out of time
      Fall fall fall fall
      Out of the sky
      Cover my face as the animals die
      In the hanging garden
      As the animals die
      Cover my face as the animals die

      In the hanging garden



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                 "ONE HUNDRED YEARS"
                 

      It doesn't matter if we all die
      Ambition in the back of a black car
      In a high building there is so much to do
      Going home time
      A story on the radio

      Something small falls out of your mouth
      And we laugh
      A prayer for something better
      A prayer
      For something better

      Please love me
      Meet my mother
      But the fear takes hold
      Creeping up the stairs in the dark
      Waiting for the death blow
      Waiting for the death blow
      Waiting for the death blow

      Stroking your hair as the patriots are shot
      Fighting for freedom on television
      Sharing the world with slaughtered pigs
      Have we got everything?
      She struggles to get away . . .

      The pain
      And the creeping feeling
      A little black haired girl
      Waiting for Saturday
      The death of her father pushing her
      Pushing her white face into the mirror
      Aching inside me
      And turn me round
      Just like the old days
      Just like the old days
      Just like the old days
      Just like the old days



      Caressing an old man
      And painting a lifeless face
      Just a piece of new meat in a clean room
       The soldiers close in under a yellow moon
      All shadows and deliverance
      Under a black flag
      A hundred years of blood
      Crimson
      The ribbon tightens round my throat
      I open my mouth
      And my head bursts open
      A sound like a tiger thrashing in the water
      Thrashing in the water
      Over and over
      We die one after the other
      Over and over
      We die one after the other
      One after the other
      One after the other
      One after the other
      One after the other

      It feels like a hundred years
      A hundred years
      A hundred years
      A hundred years
      A hundred years
      One hundred years



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                    "PORNOGRAPHY"
                    

      A hand in my mouth
      A life spills into the flowers
      We all look so perfect
      As we all fall down
      In an electric glare
      The old man cracks with age
      She found his last picture
      In the ashes of the fire
      An image of the queen
      Echoes round the sweating bed
      Sour yellow sounds inside my head
      In books
      And films
      And in life
      And in heaven
      The sound of slaughter
      As your body turns

      But it's too late
      But it's too late

      One more day like today and I'll kill you
      A desire for flesh
      And real blood
      I'll watch you drown in the shower
      Pushing my life through your open eyes

      I must fight this sickness
      Find a cure
      I must fight this sickness



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                "A SHORT TERM EFFECT"
                

      Movement
      No movement
      Just a falling bird
      Cold as it hits the bleeding ground
      He lived and died
      Catch sight
      Cover me with earth
      Draped in black
      Static
      White sound

      A day without substance
      A change of thought
      An atmosphere that rots with time
      Colours that flicker in water
      A short term effect

      Scream
      As she tries to push him over
      Helpless and sick
      With teeth of madness
      Jump jump dance and sing
      Sideways across the desert
      A charcoal face
      Bites my hand
      Time is sweet
      Derange and disengage everything

      A day without substance
      A change of thought
      The atmosphere rots with time
      Colours that flicker in water
      A short term effect

      A short term effect
      A short term effect
      An echo
      And a stranger's hand
      A short term effect
      An echo
      And a stranger's hand
      A short term effect



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                   "SIAMESE TWINS"
                   

      I chose an eternity of this
      Like falling angels
      The world disappeared
      Laughing into the fire
      Is it always like this?
      Flesh and blood and the first kiss
      The first colours
      The first kiss

      We writhed under a red light
      Voodoo smile
      Siamese twins
      A girl at the window looks at me for an hour
      Then everything falls apart
      Broken inside me
      It falls apart

      The walls and the ceiling move in time
      Push a blade into my hands
      Slowly up the stairs
      And into the room
      Is it always like this?

      Dancing in my pocket
      Worms eat my skin
      She glows and grows
      With arms outstretched
      Her legs around me

      In the morning I cried

      Leave me to die
      You won't remember my voice
      I walked away and grew old
      You never talk
      We never smile
      I scream
      You're nothing
      I don't need you any more
      You're nothing

      It fades and spins
      Fades and spins

      Sing out loud
      We all die
      Laughing into the fire

      Is it always like this?
      Is it always like this?
      Is it always like this?



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                   "A STRANGE DAY"
                   

      Give me your eyes
      That I might see the blind man kissing my hands
      The sun is humming
      My head turns to dust as he plays on his knees
      As he plays on his knees

      And the sand
      And the sea grows
      I close my eyes
      Move slowly through drowning waves
      Going away on a strange day

      And I laugh as I drift in the wind
      Blind
      Dancing on a beach of stone
      Cherish the faces as they wait for the end
      Sudden hush across the water
      And we're here again

      And the sand
      And the sea grows
      I close my eyes
      Move slowly through drowning waves
      Going away
      On a strange day

      My head falls backs
      And the walls crash down
      And the sky
      And the impossible
      Explode
      Held for one moment I remember a song
      An impression of sound
      Then everything is gone
      Forever

      A strange day
      A strange day


