If I call the nail
If I call the nail anger
Will you help me
Drive it through?
Let’s call it pandemonium
Let’s call it upheaval
Let’s watch it all go to waste
while we listen to the hounds howl
the whole night through
Your wallpaper still haunts me
The cause of my ramification
A ramification
Of yesteryear’s brew
See
There’s a hole in my hand
A hole in my hand
Where the rains falls through
Every year
is a spin around the sun
A supernova
A collapse
The verdict is done
And the judge long gone
We all vie for the soul of man
All around us
It’s collapsing
In this world
not only truth is true
