Darkness 
Darkness 
Depth 
There is a pulsing outer crust 
An inner valve 
to push 
the dark slush 

Creases of wrinkled land 
black planet of lust, of smoke 
There are zombies, 
hungry 
Aliens to steel. 
Alchemy for an old science fair 

Blacker regions cut the globe 
Sins stay 
desires stay 
Vegetation starts at the heart 

Drums 
Anthrax Ruler dies tonight 
You are the bug that sleeps 
at the man-core 

Wind of last civilized show 
to whisper in the voice of darker saints 
with howling breasts 
slaves to the mercury heights 

Rob me, 
my hands are earth-stained 
as yours to blood 
Rape me, 
I am the same as you