Next Of Kin To Chaos
by Napalm Death· from Words From The Exit Wound
Stuck in the learning hole,
there is no teaching
that I can subscribe to -
Just the hatred of being afraid.
Trapped in a nightmare,
nothing can alter this.
Just another daydream,
calendar sadness.
Lucid, inducing swarm
becoming closer but getting colder.
The caustic grip insane.
Lucid induced
Pre-shaping destiny - hiding inside of me.
Primate illusions of
how all this should be.
Next of kin to chaos.