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SATURATION when you're bored to death/ and fucked out/ when you're sick of it all/ and can't do nothing/ when you're bloody nervous/ and your heart is rotten/ then you need an amplifier/ turn up the volume/ and make some noise/ turn up the volume/ strive for the noise/ now/ strive for the noise/ turn up the volume/ choose the future/ choose noise

COLD WHITE CANCER as the moon sinks in a sky/ as greasy as a pierced condom/ she puts her lips on my sex/ - just like a japanese whore -/ then starts to sing an obscene christian dirge/ and with a cruel smile in her eyes she repeats:/ 'white, i'm white to the bone'/ as the sun bleeds like a torn butthole/ her flesh resounds in the bright-red bloody rain/ skinning her/ shaking the heavens above us/ shedding colors at random/ so that the blues turn to grey and/ there's metal green in her eyes/ she says/ 'i want to be fucked,/ i want to be fucked and stay fucked forever/ let me be your fucking bitch'/ a sharpened blade cuts through her guts/ the sun melts into my veins/ the green in her eyes blows up/ and draws shadows in the air/ my breath reaches my blood/ time freezes/ only a blinding white light remains/ forever and ever/ big artificial eyes dream our dreams/ as sick angels dance a slow death song the great jesus fucking christ with the smashed head says:/ 'remember, believe in something or make war'/ confusion/ illness/ panic/ blood drops like hail stones/ everything turns to blue/ my mind is a cold cancer/ an empty, merciless sound plays with my ears/ paints my dreams/ blurs my shadow line/ and yet there's something good in my mouth/ when she creeps on the floor singing/ 'i would sell my soul/ i would sell my soul/ if i had one'/ then fast killers from the past implode/ into a chromatic folly/ something burns inside/ everybody needs space/ rather than time

DEAD CALM the law is powerful because you obey

CONSEQUENCES when even the most certain things crumble/ and your feelings are as heavy as bells/ when even the sweetest word is like shit in your mouth/ and something for nothing is all that you've got/ then it's time to put on a new string of lies/ or stay naked forever/ something for nothing/ when the answers are right but the questions don't suit them/ when the answers are right but the questions don't suit them/ when the answers are right but the questions don't suit them/ stretch every consequence to its extreme/ now

SATURATION [part II] turn up the volume/ listen to the noise

OPERATIVE STRATEGIES tension/ violence/ fear/ don't let them take you in

DERIVATION/WAIT neat/ vertical/ cuts/ blue/ empty/ spaces/ grey/ clots/ towards a dark/ light

251. INFINITE broken devices/ and half brokent/ buildings dust/ and shadows/ cast/ by a sun that doesn't warm you up/ it burns you.../ Children of God, not monsters!

FIRST OF ALL and there never were/ years worse than these

MUTILATED that's all that remains/ of all that I used to know/ stones in my mouth/ and sand in my shoes/ (where there are no streets)/ and mutilated verbs/ kept back in my throat./ That's all that remains/ that's all that remains/ that's all that remains/ and all that we are

PUBLIC ORDER criminals/ communists/ tramps/ terrorists/ prostitutes/ extremists/ i thank you/ i thank you/ "[keep] order!" (... 'cause fascists are evil)/ "[keep] order!"/ lunatics/ fundamentalists/ squatters/ and the Red Brigades/ subversives/ cross-dressers/ thank you for resisting social appeasement/ thank you for resisting social appeasement

ODE the bygones/ and the now/ of a monday/ held/ and sewed/ into/ this grey/ electric/ mill

HE'S HANDING OUT PILLS standing aside/ the smelly sorcerer/ immolates sounds/ from thundering crevices/ standing in the middle/ the chaste coenobite/ moans and rubs himself/ on a round/ thing made/ of wood made of steel/ made of leather/ he makes his way through it/ and i'm here/ and i'm skinny/ clinging to my own stomach/ certifying, amplifying/ and recalling actions/ all that is near gets longer and tighter/ and pink/ this is my position

IN MARBLE and then/ slowly/ moving slowly/ no sound/ or sounds that are too low/ stifled dins/ fragments/ in these marble quarries/ a few seconds/ curt/ when senses burst/ slowly/ then i/ i regain consciousness of the dark/ no sound/ stifled dins/ a few seconds/ moving slowly/ fragments/ in these marble quarries/ i start to be afraid/ in these white/ marble quarries

STUBBORN splinters of time/ hanging/ in the empty space/ to/ end up again/ in the space/ in the rent/ folds/ of a sudden/ sound/ a harsh/ and thin one/ which sinks/ down all/ at once stubborn/ in tangled wires/ once is forever

SHORT WAVES of burning tyres/ of bonfires/ of cars filing along/ of sirens and gasoline/ i tremble (one cramp too many)/ i'm raw, in the midst of your plots/ of asphalt/ of flesh/ of confused sounds/ of smoke/ of dogs/ of skulls/ it is the cork of time/ on short waves/ it is a slice of time/ on short waves/ it is the cork of time

OVER AGAIN the beginning/ the end/ in an empty circle/ (whatever)/ nothing was achieved in time/ the stones/ were thrown for nothing/ neither waves ( the water's boiling in the kitchen)/ nor flows of meaning/ or elsewhere/ over again ('til i pay the rent)/ at the beginning/ the end resounds/ the concrete

SHE WHOM... tell me how/ you feel as you slip into the water/ there's something sweet/ begun and interrupted/ still sticking on us/ truth/ - as you said -/ is always/ concrete

OF MYSELF carry on or turn around/ and take the road again around the corner/ cook/ a deadened echo/ crushed/ in a little piece of time/ out of myself/ out of this myself of mine

NAILS keep on scattering sounds/ like nails/ stiffled/ between white/ walls/ here/ now/ it goes on,/ again/ in the blue/ of any september/ whatsoever

HERE I as a cliff/ breaks the waves/ as the world/ fades away/ standing here i'm graveyarding sounds/ here i am what is taken from me/ here i can barely breathe/ here i listen/ the buzzing echo/ of a dead sound