Karmacoma, Jamaican aroma You sure you want to be with me I've nothing to give Take a walk take a rest Taste the rest Deflowering my baby, aiyee my baby me Monopoly and properly kissed Won't lie and say this love is best Leave us in emotional peace

We start this fire This attack Turned life black To burn you back Just to burn it all From the dark desire From all the pyre I am outnumbered My vision blurred

Through the eyes of the dead The murder, murder Murder, murder For once in this life You'll see through these eyes Black wings spread their ebony quills Bloody nails the hand that wills Wind is at our backs Now the crows attack

I stand in front of you I'll take the force of the blow You're a boy and I'm a girl You're a girl and I'm a boy This girl I know needs some shelter She don't believe anyone can help her She's doing so much harm, doing so much damage But you don't want to

This story is about love The woman I loved is dead There was a boy A very strange enchanted boy They say he wandered very far Very far over land and sea A little shy and sad of eye But very wise, was he And then one day

Why do I feel so numb Is it something to do with where I come from Should this be fight or flight Helpless hysteria A false sense of urgency Trapped in my phobia Possessed by anxiety Run, try to hide Overwhelmed by this

Burn the witch We know where you live This is a low flying panic attack Stay in the shadows Cheer at the gallows This is a round up Sing a song on the jukebox that goes Red crosses on wooden doors And if you float you burn

It's easy, don't let it go The last of the last particles Divisible invisible The baby was born Nettles and ferns The evening it chokes The candle it burns This disguise covers bitter lies Repeating the joke

Devour, cesspool of vermin Devour, bloodthristy rabid Devoured by vermin Ravenous waves attack, drawn by the scent of life Fever for our blood Instinct rules this mass, ruthless living sea Countless vermin gnashing at my face

We shall attack Breathing each other's lives Holding this in mind That if we fall, we all fall And we fall alone Attack, attack your fetal servitude Attack, attack, attack with pesticide All the years of propaganda