No more will I sleep with one eye open, I wake in the wreckage, drowning in the ocean, Spitting saline from my flickering tongue, as the scattered ship comes undone Down here the dark dank stank, where no call-sign can pull rank, Cities twisted out of shape, that which is dead re-awakes Scream S.O.S, save yourself, tread water on the mouth of hell When we can’t walk we’ll crawl, when we can’t walk, we’ll crawl Darkness lurks in the deep Rise from the depths beneath Catches me in its teeth Drags me under Out on the open ocean, I saw the edge, between the land of the living and the domain of the dead, Eldritch horrors moved in the depths, with rotting skin and pallid flesh Sink in the refuse of a ruined age, sink your sanctified sorrows away Sink in the horror of the shade, sink with monsters to unknown graves Steer this ship onto the rocks, self-destruction at all costs See the collision and stay the course, crown yourself a king, played as a pawn Scream S.O.S, save yourself, tread water on the mouth of hell When we can’t walk we’ll crawl, when we can’t walk, we’ll crawl Here’s the cry of youth, this union is dead, blindfolded and shot behind the chemical sheds A narcoleptic’s anaesthetic is all we have left, intoxicated in the morphine bed We’re taking on water, tell your sons and daughters, better get building their bomb shelters Then burn them in the bins of history, leave us all with rising seas

Sink me with all lost souls, the treachery of youth burning cold, Pushing past all past regrets, trauma from a time that you’ll never forget Everything you’ve done, everyone you’ve met, can’t claw you back from the land of the dead Make the trade, you know how it goes, every hero haunts their habits of old My mind sees fake spectres Eternal ethereal, dead extras All eyes fix on the centre Shadows in the waiting wings, dead extras Every path ends up the same, ground into the dirt or caught in the flame Purified in the nuclear age, the sunken cities all swept away Keep your eulogies, keep your conscience clean, tie your tongue with infinity Seduced by the silver screen, illusory immortality Drowned beneath the waves, drowned beneath the page I won’t be a casualty of a cruel age Drowned beneath the waves, drowned beneath the page I won’t be a victim of the centre stage And the hospital, becomes the final call for us all, plastic tags hold our names, lost in lists, caught on the page Every one an actor, every part all played, audition for eternity, jostling for centre stage, as The blood that birthed me, the dynasty in my DNA, in a far flung field of the cemetery fades under unassuming graves Every orphaned author’s obscene dream, whats forgotten about you, forgotten about me, what’s written out of the obituaries?

Every day I feel the same, painting caged by a frame Bruised by boots in rain, something ends and something fades We all waste away, shadow of the shade Hours become the days, days become dead weight Fear picks white, gives you black, always waiting to react Take a step, walk it back, pick a card the deck is stacked So you fade away, lose everything at stake Hours become the days, days become dead weight Cynical, predictable, wasted and expendable Boredom breeds envy, make my own enemies Cynical, predictable, bottom of the bottle Drank the drams of drama before I knew better! A-D-D meets LCD, information’s slow drip feed Energy bleeds anxiety, drained through my mind’s estuary And now I’m drawing blanks, subject-verb-objective slant My eyes are blind, fangs are capped, fears dismissed, bound and gagged Atrophy insists, an urge you can’t resist Double dose your vitamins, Broken bones and blemished skin Act on an empty stage, celebrate your wretched waste Hours become the days, days become dead weight Sound the call, mouth the words, spit it out, it’s just a dirge Empty soul, scorched earth, caught between survival and some anxious urge Drank the drams of drama before I knew better, stuck in the borderlands, another trendsetter. Salt of the earth, saint of the city, take this energy, drown out velleity Drank the drams of drama before I knew better. Stuck in the borderlands, another trendsetter. Salt of the earth, saint of the city All my energy, drown out velleity

For a moment I lost my faith, the world caved, bent out of shape I took two grammes, fled through foreign lands, moon-shaped crescent carved into the sand The preacher howls like a pup, every minute’s hate whimpers and coughs, I took two grammes, bled blood on my hands, strawberry sweet, red cola can Drink to my annihilation, bleached blonde bombshell with his finger on the button I took two grammes as the shockwave rammed my outline into nothing When your blood craves soma, When your eyes glaze over Let loose like lightning Drown us in the flood When the sickness takes rot As you cut loose with all you’ve got Flay your mind with syllables Throw your tongue to the warp And when it hits… and when it hits… Dose me up, black me out, let me bleed out in the wreckage of the world Dose me up, black me out, let me bleed out in the wreckage of the world Plumbed the depths of deep space, stars and stripes to guide my way I took two grammes, spirit expands, chaos and chemicals go hand in hand Flew remote as a drone, in orbit hanging swords above your throne I took two grammes, missiles by the milligram, smart bombs heading for the centre of command Everything feels so detached, madness reigns, and I collapse I took two grammes, escape on demand, split the atom, split my mind I fall apart How can anyone stay sober tonight The centre cannot hold, the edges eat themselves and then the world, These monsters I see slouch from nightmares into dreams And when it hits (just one more taste) and when it hits (just one more try) like the sound of static cross crimson skies And when it hits (blow my brains) and when it hits (blow my mind), electoral overdose, global suicide And when it hits… and when it hits

I slept as a citizen, I woke as an alien, down where the sun stole the light from me Empires made of grey, terracotta and clay, crumble to the touch of the reactionary Drunk on desperation, self medicating, captivated by the rolling news feed Toast tomorrow’s ashes as the currency crashes, violence spills to the streets False flags mix with panic attacks, the red in the fabric of the Union Jack Blends with blood that won’t wash away, stains of the shade marks our shame Just one shot, just one shot, heralds the future, baying for blood A pain too much, as all is lost, breathing dirt, swallowing dust Blood on your hand, the innocent kill Taste the fat of this land, it makes you ill Inching closer to six feet under Caught between man and monsters Treading water, wasting breath, drown Albion in dread No fear or envy for the dead whilst I still draw breath I slept as a citizen, I woke as an alien, caught up in the march of history Dead imperialists tripping on a power kick, sell you out to pound shop fascists Rivers of blood criss cross the land, tracing the trail to the banker’s hands Lying through their teeth, dog-whistle speech, for your vote they’ll lie, for this land you’ll die We kill our good men, we kill better women, we give them to the ground, maggots to the skin Sterilise, wear my flesh thin, half alive, barely breathing We kill our good men, kill better women, we give them to the ground, call it the end Claim a pain that’s too much, claim a land where love was never enough