4 acessos
They're here
So I hold out a hand
But I don't see one
Just pale grey faces
Seratonin
Hematoma
Crucified
With ultraviolet light
Dark shiny probe
Takes memory from me
Deer in the road
Scared stiff by the strange lights
Huge black eyes
Stare back thru my soul
To provoke response
In the blinding light