Underworld recycle
animal boything up on the roof again
boything lookin' down there
black metal walls are crawling
everyone is smiling
the smiling is pushing it around
and the super boys
like shadows of evolution in the dark
where time is all where time is everything
where time of all this started
I am the hunger above your town
I am wrapped in this left alone
left alone lying awake on the floor
through the glass of water
tiny holes your number
Karl Hyde poetry (remix)
Love his lyrics!

"Art flourishes where there is a sense of adventure, a sense of nothing having been done before, of complete freedom to experiment; but when caution comes in you get repetition, and repetition is the death of art."