A Short Term Effect

No movement, just a falling bird

Cold as it hits the bleeding ground

He lived and died, catch sight cover me with earth

Draped in black, static white sound

A day without substance, a change of thought

An atmosphere that rots with time

Colours that flicker in water

A short term effect

Scream as she tries to push him over, helpless and sick

With teeth of madness jump, jump, jump, dance and sing

Sideways across the desert a charcoal face bites my hand

Time is sweet, derange and disengage everything

A day without substance, a change of thought

The atmosphere rots with time

Colours that flicker in water

A short term effect

A short term effect

An echo and a strangers hand

A short term effect

An echo and a strangers hand

A short term effect