Paroles de White Noise Monster

Crowded mind working overtime in a shrinking stinking home a Presence arrives just out of sight Hides in the maze collects all mistakes White noise withering weeds of deeds Worshipping with filth in the temple of guilt Filing its womb with pleasure and doom Monstrous urban paranoia sweeping over my mine-field mind Trigging random horrors cause and effect is a bittersweet sect And I am priest of loons and carrier of wounds a battle fatigued Random seed Placed on this earth and fucked up from birth Who gives a flying shit anyway In a room without view I cold-sweat and drew My theories of everything and anything would do Reading the mind of mankind's deamon Pushing the line forward all the time A deep-space satellite on light-speed depressed Torn and obsessed by a lifetime of jests