[00:01.390] |
|
[00:03.632] |
Antichrist and barcodes |
[00:06.071] |
In the air that we breathe |
[00:09.119] |
With a little black box I hide in the sky |
[00:13.543] |
In the water that trickles in our mouths |
[00:18.966] |
In the codes that flicker are lives |
[00:23.167] |
On and off |
[00:26.542] |
Does the carton nights |
[00:28.830] |
Starts to swallow and shiver |
[00:31.087] |
And to freeze |
[00:37.703] |
The fish belly up |
[00:40.168] |
The unborn served up |
[00:44.230] |
Obeying the planets |
[00:46.334] |
No insense is strong enough |
[00:49.575] |
To make this life complete |
[00:53.287] |
Alpha and omega |
[00:58.406] |
The great in the small |
[01:01.822] |
The butterflies flutter by |
[01:03.849] |
The foxes stop running |
[01:11.127] |
The moon |
[01:12.831] |
As sharp as a sickle |
[01:15.918] |
And as bright as a pin |
[01:19.064] |
Breathed its heavy sick breath |
[01:21.471] |
As we fitfully slept |
[01:24.727] |
And heavily dreamed |
[01:28.615] |
To awake |
[01:30.647] |
Back into endings |
[01:33.638] |
And quietly wait |
[01:36.976] |
For the trains to stop chugging |
[01:39.063] |
And the clocks to implode |
[01:46.798] |
His name is under our skin |
[01:51.222] |
And so by the hair |
[01:54.695] |
Of my chinny chin chin |
[01:56.768] |
By hook or by crook |
[01:59.815] |
Our necks are in the news |
[02:05.174] |
|