B Anablephobia lyrics

Clowns now appear. They are all carrying knives and cups of
gasoline. `Tonight is our death.` The clowns then begin to slash each
other...the skies open up, the flames pour in...the world watched in awe.
MESMERIZED. The populations soon follow the clown`s lead. Death is in
the air. The three adults once again start talking...they ask questions
of faith and love. `We shall live past these days, rid of all we`ve
done.` I see what they mean now...but the wretched smell has overcome...I
am gone...THE BABY BORN WITH THE END OF THE WORLD...Awake...
The five of us haven`t spoken in hours. Sitting alone to our own
thoughts. Only we will know what strange things boredom has created.
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