Succumber - Spahn Ranch

I am Martin Boorman

Pornographer, scum

Same feelings

Same shiftiness

I can no longer associate

God in the first person

Degenerate art on the walls

Chroncile of morals hands on

Is your TV a drag

On the black list

Succumber

Remember a rabid festive party of drugs

I think of sharp things in the morning

The witness for the performance

Are holding back on behalf of the friend

Shear her mainstay life and armless

They chew the devil’s pepper

I think of sharp things in the morning

Sanctify

Reins and bridles

What do you have?

Me and the dogs

Lifeless and armless full of plans

Suicide doors Hiroshima

Sever the ends begin

On the black list

Succumber