Fist We were one, But quiet Dumb Then We were Two Without a clue Next we were Three... But we couldn`t see... So we knock on the floor.. and in walk four... To survive in the hive.. We became five.. Worked on our licks... Then we were Six,sick,six... Kicking against the Pricks.. Without a Fix... Turning Tricks... On Disco Bix... Now we are None... oh such fun!. Free da Union of the Sun.... It has begun..... I up on my Chimmney Stacks... Waiting for a Flying Saucer Attack... Waiting for the bomb to Drop ... Waiting for it all to stop... I think I`ve caught the Bends... Waiting for The World to End... My Beautiful Friend... Oh great Hyperlexic god in us all... Spare me this Fall... In to this Satanstorm... Of Dubious Form... A Populace of Procrasstinators.. Mental Moral Masturbators... Waiting for their Shatterday... To make us all Pay.. For their secular illusions. Of Biblical Delusions... The world is hollow for I have touched the Sky.. Riders on the other side of the high... My S.E.T.I. Screensaver is driving me mad.. Drinking things I`ve never had... In the lair of the cybehr... Just for a dare... Digitally disturbing your mechanical abuse... Wrapped round me like a noose... We all bust Loose... What`s your Excuse... Mine`s that I`m Legion.... And many We Are... Riding our Sine waves up to the Stars.... Spining when we get there... In a Gyre of Fire... As Odin`s Wain plays on a Lyre....... Worshiping Hibiscus and the Angles of Light..... Never put out in a fight.... The Invisible burn bright..... Out a sight.. Legion 05
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