"Underground Face"
One morning I was killed.
Stabbed by the hand of the clock.
In sliced up darkness,
Struck a sharpened door.
Underground Face
Underground Face
Underground Face
Underground Face
Right Now
Another face of mine.
Tries to open a crack.
With both ears closed,
Move my eyes from the hand of the clock.
Underground Face
Underground Face
Underground Face
Underground Face
Underground Face
Underground Face
Underground Face
Underground Face
Right Now