Organic plastic as a smooth solid food   Fascinating form a low divided voice   The fantasy of body-talk a limit for flesh   Nitrate ass not a god's meal, creation      So it takes a rest on that bed   Quickly reach to another extent   Could be colors from TV-friends   Knuckle-duster breaks holy breath      Forget to give the sign, unspiritual   The bluster of angel's smile, silence alone      Motor deep in head running red   Greasy hand feeding sugar drops   Broken glass between her legs   Really need an exit to set      Killers payment, tomorrows dream   Demonstration, a low place's hole   Disordered picture, permanence   Questions to my answers   Pistol's pipe moving in a holster   Mirror on the ceiling turns black   Corps selling tickets at the first floor   Emotions of doomed