Flood
Seaking solace
On streets
That have seen it all before
Razer look
Yet nothing focused
Long gothic dark makes the walk
Eyes shake to the distance
yet the stare forced things worse
The all pervading smell
Of burned wood and pee
Suits the charcoal eyes

Silk flatulation by music
The walk of a man needing to grow
The walk does all show
While the street sodium glows
Floating past familiar places
While staring into Gary Gilmores eyes
?? tight
Yet feeling grounded
I have fucked with the past
Now it's time to dance with the future

Starting to feel enchackled by unwanted fears
Would I like to express my search without stress
Epiphany was a gift to me at two minutes past midnight
Sweat drips from my forehead
My heart beats
The all pervading smell
Of burned wood and pee
Suits the charcoal eyes

The rollercoaster ride
Open up now
Nothing to hide
She's lost control
And I will stay tiger mountain
No past white Mercedes horse
No silver bullet turning this full moon
The all pervading smell
Of burned wood and pee
Suits the charcoal eyes

Consistent emotion
Whilest being released into oblivion
This street vampire searches for old blood
Whilst the city  drops into the night
The yellow hotel sign is getting ready to turn off for a new day
A full moon seizer still running homeless and trying to come ya
Burning an inch of tail from a forgotten wild night
Bullet loaded in the chamber
The moon buddy buddy
Fire in my brain
An hour wakens in daylight
The vampire that is becoming sane