Paroles de Diminshing Daylight

Eyes taking in images of warp speed corrosion Nausea paints the picture in the sensory organs Folding vortex inside the falling corpse You can't sell your flesh now There is no more technology When the sun goes down The code is upon our intestines Flashing electrocution in the nerves Seeking the white light fallout shelter With the blue flames on the horizon It is but the first victory for the last day has gone Into slumber And the black sunshall burn All the leeches of Christ