Drinking Sand
Chrismar Chayell, Marc Ickx
The shadow of an inclination
Burning down the walls
Industrial voodoo
Shortly before the fall
Like fish back into the sea
An ancient, mechanical creed
A voracious kind of sophisticated greed
Another violent breed
The growing pain of urban natives
Slowly taking change
Ballistic sounds of hollow laughter
The end of a sophisticated farce
Driven by a voodoo beat
Onto the primitive concrete
Like another violent breed