Paroles de Plastic Transcendence

Thorns that pierce Contemplative stone In neon light Blood and mud Heroes And fools Drenched in regret And shame It's all dust And random chance Dust and chance The locks that have no key Ambivalent and free Absent, distant Plastic transcendence Stripping your bones Of dying flesh Faces so pale Claws so black Fathered by stars which shine no more