Flushing the Primary - Disharmonic Orchestra

Rough stones are stretching away

Into the gloom perhaps to refine

Your draft has solved your own day

Swinging the gloom around your face

Seven years dressed in blood running up to the door

Twisting my mind away crawling down on my floor

Close your selfish eyes a drop view from outer space

See all the ringing lines straight out of purple haze

Screaming all words so flat be sure that you understand

Keep all the past away connect to a high voltage source

All of my aqua dolls recently cried out for more

Flushing the primary is all that I want to adore

Cold flames are burning inside

The visible plane remains the same

Constantly streaming all fools

My state of mind is cracking the sky