Rows Of Houses, All Bearing Down On MeI Can Feel Their Blue Hands Touching MeAll These Things Into Position,All These Things Will One Day Swallow WholeAnd Fade Out Again, AndThis Machine Will, Will Not CommunicateThese Thoughts And The Strain I Am UnderBe A World Child, Form A Circle,Before We All, Go Under,And Fade Out Again, And Fade Out AgainCracked Eggs, Dead Birds,Scream As They Fight For LifeI Can Feel Death, Can See Its Beady Eyes,All These Things Into PositionAll These Things Will One Day Swallow Whole,And Fade Out Again, And Fade Out AgainImmerse Your Soul In LoveImmerse Your Soul In LoveSet8
