Slotted with memory from zero out

Complete fucking dodonpachi

Falling from the sky in pieces

Through the circling rookery

A frayed hairline of murder

That never circles back

It doesn't kill it cripples

And leaves you for the sharks

Tear out your fucking arteries

Armatures on which they're draped

The product of damage control

Politely suffering

Dump your past life

Under voight kampf

Design flaws that give you away

Dumb vessel

Operated

To take the bullet

As I jack out and away

Loading in a stacked deck

And going straight to black

Transparent against the streaming panes

An echelon of pseudonyms

Tunneling day and night

I bounce from life to life