Little Sisters
Pigface
Gub (1990)

cowardice muscles turn to torture
the waking time is low
inbetween the cut from top to bottom of control
a many taste vents screaming blindface at the real disease
bone collapsing red eye revealed, caught up in the dream
they grow, I know, anxious cracked the dawn in circles in the floor
it's there appeared in seconds only slipping murder web
speaking under glass decisions where the only light ways crack
a many little sisters breed in force field unity
genetic arms unfold braving night for lunacy
they grow, I know, anxious cracked the dawn in circles in the floor
a stand with scanners blinking, enter due hole
and circles celebrated slavery for sake
uncoils the run of blood of levity and hate
they grow, I know anxious cracked the dawn in circles in the floor
they grow, I know anxious cracked the dawn in circles in the floor