Gyroscope Lyrics
Geology is digging through my brain
a manta engulfing the world
to throw it up once again
to a guild of a lifted dagger
Neo-wolf but older again
than the Lupus itself
linked its fur to the gyroscope of time
a collection of failures
A diabolical sequences of stabs written in cunning stone
from the fossilised of thieves our lives dies
I see the nursing all-mother
spitting out a trail of termites
in the mouth of her first-born hope
breast ripe with smog-filled rebellion
Apathy dressed in violence
white insectoid legs
curse her lips and mouth
receptive only to pain
In Flames Gyroscope
