Cleansing

<br>CHAPTER ONE<br><br>victim of atrocities<br>my razor blade<br>the oceans shall rise sky deep reach inevitable<br>chaotic pace<br>smoke stack pollutes digestion<br>is the end of man upon us friend?<br>if it is so<br>wrath of mother earth upon us friend?<br>thy soul shall crumble<br>the cleansing process<br>suffocate the infectants<br><br>CHAPTER TWO<br><br>lyrics by Carley COMA<br><br>CHAPTER THREE<br><br>organica<br>i`ll send my swollen dreams<br>sunami thereafter<br>i`ll clean the still and fragile plate clean<br>better fools than me<br>i`ll cut it off<br>run it off<br>set it off<br>anticipating thieves<br><br>CHAPTER FOUR (lyrics by Paul Thorstenson)<br><br>dire wraths haunt this garden of never-smile<br>volcanic magma spiteful lava<br>spitting venom and bile<br><br>my veins pump masochistic visions<br>in some morse-code rescue transmissions<br>confusion cutting circles<br>in the crops and high plains<br>raising cain, the king of pain<br>as catastrophic reigns<br>i drown the desert<br>shout down the sky<br>command the forces of nature<br>to bow down before me and die