London before midnight

"Broken frames
Shattered glass
Like a monochrome film"
Burial place of souls
Back alleys crowded
Salty sand and soul dissolves
Out of control

Ask your senses
It's all over your broken body
Ask your sense
It's the same lies London runs

Out of focus
Blood and rythm
"As solid as a liquid monument"
Dark clouds
Promises of never coming rain

On the tied frame of a corpe

Technology
Machinery
Humanity it's all the same
Steam punk mice


Ask your senses
It's all over your broken body
Ask your sense
It's the same lies London runs

Night and day
What's the difference
Night and age
Based upon the same
Random order
Contorted, distorted
Doesn't make any difference at all

A figment, a fragment
Angular, circular
It's all the same

Ask your senses
It's all over your broken body
Ask your sense
It's the same lies London runs

Ask your senses; ask your inner, common sense.