Slow Wreck Paroles

while blood cell metal welt blistered sin
not quite unlike a twisting shift
this wreck would get me

in an eternity just like a dream
i'm afraid to see not quite unlike
deserving fools on a plane of shame

hit infinity like a scrap disease
forgotten spark wished fuel to bleed
all pouring out some things we lack
i'm going back through a slow wreck

a null line paints the rhythm
a weary dream i expect to see
not too unlike just how you hate me

so downward thinking this death degrades me
into a cloud black motor shroud
some sick and proud space in the ground gains more with speed
blown all away more than the last time