Midnight shoppers

Midnight shoppers
Ego droppers
We rob like c@*ts
And we don't like coppers

Keep buying shit
In your waking dreams
Pay no heed
To the greater schemes

You deserve your demise
And you call it to yourself
Dressed in your finery
We toast your wealth

When we Went to hell
It just spat us back
Now it's hard to dance
With the monkey on our back

If you want to see a demon
The look into our eyes
For there be demons
Of diminutive size

Just look a little closer
And you might see
An image of yourself
Reflected in we

We embrace chaos
We embrace the Tau
We stand firm
In the here and now

All will be lost
No body is saved
Our flesh will rot
In an open grave

The end of time
The end of the dance
We return to source
We have had our chance

An apocalypse now
Hear the dharma gong
We fucked it up
Yes we got it wrong

There is a time for presence
And a time for sleep
The Earth will be emptied
As the mountains weep

Everything ends
This too shall pass
We spend no more time
In this ego farce.

Midnight shoppers
Wait for the fall
You do it to yourself
One and all.

Dimlo sighs
Northen line
28/2/2011