A time will come when everyone knows

A taste of the sacred overdose

On to your knees

That you might find

Upon the floor a wisdom of upheaval

Beyond the good and Evil


Western time will be exposed

As a linear thread drawing to a close

As a cul de sac

As the Culdees scream

As culture spins as though in a dream


Islamabad and New York good

Beneath the burka, beneath the hood

Beneath the flesh, fresh outta creche,

We're all the same in the womb, in the tomb, in the mortuary room.


Christian God I cannot see you

Muslim Allah I cannot see you

Jewish Jehovah I cannot see you

Yeah, that's what you all have in common:

I cannot see you!


You come swoooooping down to kill me!!!


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