Letra de The whip hand

When you leave the night on
contagions bind your double speak
malice tends to choke my father´s grip
but his hands are always clean
walk towards the light
convalesce your fetish in me
you make me older
swatting flies in the vaseline
I´m not getting any better
in this plot of darmant wakes
the thorns decipher, speak serrated
from the figure of an eight
THAT´S WHEN I DISCONNECT FROM YOU
no turning back now, too many shovels past the rubicon
must I desecrated it?
why can´t you tell me where you´ve gone?
christened to die
paranoia as hoaxing device
just when I find out
moira draws the moth to fire, where the bluest burn of spirits
draws the stem of hyacinth
you will hardly ever hear it because muzzle always fits
THAT´S WHEN I DISCONNECT FROM YOU
I´m a land mine, I´m a land mine
so don´t you step on me, don´t you step on me
cuz I´m a land mine, I´m a land mine
and I can blossom in the pedals of an E.C.T. (Electroconvulsive Theraphy)
THAT´S WHEN I DISCONNECT FROM YOU