echobunny

The car is on fire
and there's no driver at the wheel.
And the sewers are muddied with a thousand lonely suicides.
And a dark wind blows.

The government is corrupt
and we're on so many drugs with the radio on
and the curtains drawn.

We're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine
and the machine is bleeding to death.

The sun has fallen down
and the billboards are all leering
and the flags are all dead on their poles.

It went like this;
The buildings toppled in on themselves
mothers clutching babies picked through the rubble and pulled out their hair.

The skyline was beautiful on fire.
All twisting metal streching upwards.
Everything washed in a thin orange haze.

I said, "Kiss me, you're beautiful."
These are truely the last days.
You grabbed my hand and we fell into it,
like a daydream or a fever.

We woke up one morning and fell a little further down.
For sure it's the valley of death.
I open up my wallet...
...and it's full of blood.




from Godspeed you! black emperor.