Seika - The Binge lyrics

Autumn moon...monastic and cold hangs in the sky Her pale gelid fingers of light touching the land Alcoholic vegetation, withered and bent tumbles onto the roadway crushed by the 18 wheelers pa**ing by Beckoning me... an all night sign flashes come hither neon eyes Seducing my weary mind into it's bed This is known territory Spent... I watch the spiritless ghosts file upward to their doom decapitated by the lone fan whirling on the ceiling I can feel myself begin to grin High on fatigue and Corvoisseur Daylight breaks and those wild, vivid soldiers of dawn prey on my vision ripping my mind from it's fuzzy socket I'm not ready for this fight Let me crawl back into my hole Oh...taunts the song "Show me the way to the next whiskey bar, oh don't ask why, oh don't ask why..." It's 6:30 in the morning To hell with the wagon!! I want the BANDWAGON... Torrid cupful's spilling down my throat The comfort of the burn The glorious sensation of desensitization Tell me what could be more real? I'm rambling Good... That's my intention Maybe I've become part of the media circus... jolted by images that play in the streets Why are d**h and destruction so vital to our existence? Violence consoles us like a babe at it's mother's breast The decadence of the world and other's misfortune makes us feel superior Perhaps that's why our minds drink it in... Numbing intoxication that perpetrates this behavior and allows us to think without thought...