*hidden track on Mutations*
Looking back at some dead world that looks so new,
Offices and fountains that they named for you,
Dazzlements of accidents rejoice their doom,
Hari-karis spinning round the golden looms.
Girl you dream infectious from a nauseous heart,
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Choice cut meats from derelict boulevards.
Hear that lonesome whistle blow,
No direction to be known,
In a senile revelry.
A tearful gaze turns away,
Emoting cold and grey,
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scentec eunuchs clothe our wretchedness.
Looking back at some dead world that looks so new,
Offices and fountains that they named for you,
So ungrateful to the who's and what's-his-face,
Terrorist confections look so out of place.
Looking back at some dead world that looks so new..........(5x)
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