THNKS BETH for the title Blood feeling oozing, cruising to the fools which we are abusing Looking across a starry field Feel the sun, the humus losing. Seeing life flax, flex, rip roar burn, Toast burn some more abstract ideas, its our pleasure. With which we think whining pleas are Looking into thoughts, and swampy marshy disease, and lucid dreams, abuse the seas. Feel every Sirens failing keys. Come on let it sow your sorrows thread light orange, and bright red into its bed. Boggy folly boring Party, burn that ship into a lolly. Lick that pop, feel that burn, Empty your soul from what you've heard. look into that glass refraction, Come on boys its the main attraction…falling into Emptiness…feeling the Reality of Life Slip