Gyroscope کے بول

Geology is digging through my brain The blanket engulfing the world To throw it up once again To a guild of lifted daggers Neo-wolf, but older again Than the lupus itself Linked its fur to the gyroscope of time A collection of failures A diabolical sequence of stabs Written in cunning stones From the fossilised den of thieves Our lives die Neo-wolf, but older again Than the lupus itself Linked its fur to the gyroscope of time A collection of failures I see the nursing all-mother Spitting out a trail of termites In the mouth of her first-born hope Breasts ripe with smog-filled rebellion Apathy dressed in violence White insectoid legs Curse her lips and the mouth Receptive only to pain Neo-wolf, but older again Than the lupus itself Linked its fur to the gyroscope of time A collection of failures