HEAT AND CHARGE UNUSED FEEDING BACK
A turn of the head away from the light
Much louder led greater bombs despatched
Learning earlier correct acceleration happened
Nearly there and yet weightless asteroids
Perceivable stare last perfected freedom tools
The first becomes deadly isolated for cruelty hall
Beware what takes pressure wrongful
Operate red statesman deforming but none catch
Burnt American currency mistaken wrong arrest
Lurch aggressor wedding heartbreak felt then past
Werewolf chaser shorn tears fall acceptable to one four
Murder rater said dispersals wrongly you're dispatched
To sort mayhem glass break stronger onus treasure relax
To spite all dangers lest worthless stopping my lips
For miracles expect created up from mess stood proud
A turn back of the head
Moments everything forgotten
Light constant whatever flame extinguished
That clock is always watched
Possibly all things because he's not
Cleaning unprotected every last mile
My internal large hydronic collider
I pressed this button
And wrote every last word of it down
Describing when it's switched off
The heat and charge residues
Fading but detectable
Compute into sounds
It's the heat and charge feeding back
But there are other dying Arts
Nobody alive can seen to really pass
Imitation? No, actually genius suggested
None understood single word of notation
Who heard fire then silence?
When the heat feedback against the charge
There's only one in three songs I recognise
From the miasma switched on for background noise.
