If I call the nail

If I call the nail anger

Will you help me

Drive it through?

Let’s call it pandemonium

Let’s call it upheaval

Let’s watch it all go to waste

while we listen to the hounds howl

the whole night through

Your wallpaper still haunts me

The cause of my ramification

A ramification

Of yesteryear’s brew

See

There’s a hole in my hand

a hole in my hand

Where the rains falls through

Every year

is a spin around the sun

A supernova

A collapse

The verdict is done

And the judge long gone

We all vie for the soul of man

All around us

It’s collapsing

In this world

not only truth is true