A grunge sound scattered in the desert, many souls twisted.
Step assertion, perplexed looks.
Voice of lament that can be heard going away with real power.
Catapult of gray fog, opaque, contrary.
A disorganized motion does not know its destination.
Transparent asylum, crucial retirement.
Violent note of falling knives cutting the possibilities.
It hurts and wounds.
Many dancing balloons are floating as asymmetric rebels.
Counterweight almost completely suppressed, mute ideas.
Tribute to oblivion, to eviction and ideological marginality.
Exaltation of the incomplete, corroded.
Permanent damaged, catastrophic collapse.
Embryo that resists being born and mutates into many others.
Dead moving intentions, castrated device.