Flesh Factory
Josh Carmona
A discriminator yes the elevator flies
I'll say see you later when the bucket's full of lies
Say to me the thing you need is everything you see
Filling all your bloody vials in the factory
So what
Wasting all your days away in someone else's hair
Think to turn around and see but nobody is there
Bridges you have burned become despoiler of your root
Penthouse dreams a thousand leaves of hoping for the truth
So what
See your back against the wall of quivering in fear
Watch the starving soldiers scraping minds so insincere
Seething from the so abstracted eyes of your TV
Writhing in evacuation lines await the key
What for