Leave well enough alone, annihilate the telephone
Be what only you can see, a curious and odd belief
Meant to walk the crooked mile
Never blink, never smile
Sees itself in nothing much
A skeletal emotion push
Unrising, slumped over
The dank seasons are controlling
[repeat 1st verse]
Unrising, slumped over
The dank seasons are controlling
The dropping ladder of crucifixion
Of crooked eyes, one green, one blue
A Mongoloid gaze
Unrising, slumped over
The dank seasons, are controlling
A "never had", a "never will"
In the syringe being pushed through
The leverage that pulls it over
Is dropping into the moot, drowning on a sinking boat
The pressure brings it up, then down
| 1 | Ozena |
| 2 | Waiting For The Turning Point |
| 3 | Personal Insult |
| 4 | Everyone Hates Everyone |
| 5 | The Destruction Of A Person |
| 6 | Introvert |
| 7 | It Takes No Guts |
| 8 | Drug Your Love |
| 9 | Death Threat |
| 10 | The Knife Rises |