מילים לשיר Invalid Litter Dept – At The Drive In

intravenously polite it was the walkiethese shoes gripped on the ballroom floor
that had knocked the pins down
in the silhouette of dying dancing on the corpses ashes
yeah, they had plans for him
corduroy, satin nailed jewellery lips
they had spun the last of the pimps
dancing on the corpses ashes while the guillotine laughed again
and paramedics fell into the wound
like a rehired scab at a barehanded plant
an anesthetic penance beneath
the hail of the contraband
dancing on the corpses ashes nails broke and fell
on my way
into the
wishing well defected, excommunicated
all pulses subverted
they made sure the obituaries
dancing on the corpses ashes
showed pictures of smoke stacks
a vivid dissection that mocked the strut of vivisection
semiand a silencing that still walks the streets
dancing on the corpses ashes in the company of wolves
was a stretcher made of
cobblestone curfews
the federales perform
dancing on the corpses ashes
their custodial customs well on my way
nails broke and fell
wishing well
into the callous heels
numbed in travel
endless maps made
by their scalpels on my way
nails broke and fell
into the
wishing well.